So I’m sick. Again. I feel like I’ve been sick all winter. This bit of ill is particularly bad because it involves a fever. And because I’m a creative nutjob, I hallucinate when I get a bad fever. I remember being really young with a scorching forehead and telling my Dad my neck was on backwards and I could see fried chickens in Dixie cups, flying over a barn.
And people wonder where I get ideas for comics.
So last night I had this fever… I was warm, but had the chills. About halfway through the night, I woke to the sound of rushing water. We were having a really bad ice storm, so this made sense. Until I looked down to see water flowing around our second floor bedroom, rapidly filling the room and washing down the stairs. I sprang to life and woke the wife and dogs. “Everyone out! There’s water everywhere!”, I exclaimed. I was going for my boots and rain gear when the light came on the water disappeared.
So the wife gets me back into bed… We laugh a tired laugh and I try to get some sleep. About an hour later, I woke myself up because I was waving my hands in the air. It seems I was playing Tetris with the huge imaginary Andes’ thin mints I saw floating in the air.
Welcome to hallucination central. Please distinguish all cigarettes, place you trays in an upright position and prepare your brain for anything and everything.
So now, I’m off to bed, once again. Maybe tonight I’ll get to play Monopoly, on an aircraft carrier with Jennifer Connelly and Sheryl Crow. Although, with my luck it’ll be with Dr. Phil and Rachael Ray.
Nothing good ever happens to me.
