As of Monday, I am the proud owner of a twenty tablet bottle of doxycycline monohydrate. It’s finally come to this-antibiotics. For decades it has been a source of pride that I have had no truck with antibiotics since 1958 when the doctor stuck me in the gluteus with penicillin as a defense against something bad happening with a kidney.
Author: S R Janssen
Berserker Kind of Day
Berserker Morning
In a snit. I could spit. Fur rubbed the wrong way in four directions. As Lady Caroline Lamb said of George Gordon, Lord Byron “mad, bad, and dangerous to know.” I claim kinship with those old Viking berserkers. Imagine the satisfaction of pulverizing the landscape with a battle ax!
KICKING THE TIRES OF MY DAYS 