Voice slowly returning

Voice is slowly returning. I now sound like a life-long smoker, but I can speak.

Though after a few hours, my throat hurts.

By the way, Ricola with Echinacia and Fisherman's Friend are the only cough drops that work.

Just saying.

Ooof! A jealous kitty takes his revenge.

Rothy kitty got up from my lap, after snuggle time, to get some nibbles. Junior (his arch enemy) slinked up and settled in for his own cuddles.

Rothy returned to find Junior in his spot.

So he leaped over Junior and trampolined on my stomach. Ooof! Then stomped off.

Apparently, by his standards, I was cheating on him.

Food for Occupy DC

Okay, off to the temple to make food for the Occupy DC folks.

They've combined the two camps (Freedom Plaza and McPhearson Square) but I'm not sure how well that'll go.

The Freedom Plaza guys were a older, more mainstream. The McPhearson Square guys were young, tattooed, pierced, and as wild as Burning Man celebrants.

I just can't picture the two groups mixing very well. Not that they won't get along, but rather they attract different crowds and might mutually detract from each other.

I wanted to take off for the May 1st protest, but I ended up getting sick instead. Um. Is calling in sick the week before May 1st a protest? *hack* *cough*

No?