And I don't just mean Clemson's play against Georgia Tech on Saturday (barf!). Smitty is laid low with a head cold and the assorted aches and pains (particularly the sinus-related ones) that go along with it. At least I know I'm not suffering an allergic reaction to some unknown thing, which was the going theory for a while until the fever hit last night.
Poor Jackson is sitting around all depressed because I don't want to go out and play. Oh well. I do need to go walk him and so I shall. Just wanted to poke the blog.