Man, you can tell you're sick when you are sitting happily at your computer at 2.30p in the afternoon when suddenly you cannot spend even one more second with your eyes open!

So I went to bed, practically having to force myself to take the time to remove my shoes and glasses, and slept like a rock until 4.30p. And I'm still tired. I don't get it, I was just fine before then. Except for the whole being sick thing.

I went back to work yesterday, just in time for my nose to start running as though it were a waterfall. I picked up a box of Kleenex on my way to work that I had used up by midnight that night.

A big box. You know you're sick when you use up a big box of Kleenex that quickly.

On my way home, I was sweating and lightheaded with the heat. I had no idea whether it was because it was too warm to wear my leather jacket or because of my raging fever. You know you're sick when you can't figure that out, either.

For those of you playing at home, I think that it was a little bit of both. And remember, I've said it before and I'll say it again, I get a fever extremely , it doesn't mean that I'm really sick. I'll spike a temperature after glancing sharply to the left.

Work was okay, I really wasn't all that sick, though everyone kept glaring at me and telling me to go home. I refused, because I had stuff to do, and I didn't want to not get paid, as I would not, for the hours that I would not work.

However, I did make an appointment to see the doctor on Monday, because this is going to settle into my lungs, because it always does. It kind of started out there on Wednesday and Thursday, coughing and coughing, then breathing like a creaking door, then turning into a regular cold yesterday. I have no doubt, though, that the creaking door will come back, I know myself.

I have never not gotten bronchitis after a cold, not for years, and I usually just ride it out, but after getting so sick in February, I can't say that I particularly care to go through that again.

When I got home, ran out of Kleenex and got all feverish (keep up!), I watched a wonderful American Masters that I had TiVoed that was about vaudeville.

What a great show! I mean, I've always been interested in vaudeville, and know a bit about it from books and Gypsy and being a Buster Keaton fan and so on, but it was really amazing, really a great show.

All of these incredibly talented people, or if not incredibly talented, then at least incredibly determined, or did something really unusual, just going from theatre to theatre, doing their ten minutes, the same ten minutes for years and years. I don't know when they made this show, but so many of the people in it died so very recently that it was a good thing that they didn't wait--Billy Barty and Iron Eyes Cody and Morey Amsterdam and Harold Nicholas, all gone.

My favourite was this duo that I had never heard of before and can find no mention of on the web, Ross and Stone, Vinnie Ross and Maxine Stone. Instead of doing everything super fast and snappy, the way everyone did, they were slow and bored and sarcastic.

The clip that they showed had Ross saying, "Look, I'll tell you what we'll do, I'll play the piano, you do that dance of yours,let's get it over with," then Stone starts this half-hearted dance that kind of dribbles away after four or five steps, then she turns to the audience and says "Ladies and gentlemen, right at this part of my dance I do a trick. I know you've seen it before, so I won't bother..."

Man, I laughed out loud. If I were a vaudevillian, I'd so totally be Maxine Stone. Sometimes I so regret the things that I missed by being born too late, vaudeville, silent films, radio, but then I realize that I have this, I have the internet, I can be Maxine Stone here.

The best line in the show was John Lahr's, who said "Frivolity is the species refusal to suffer." I believe in that, with all of my heart.

Today's horoscope:
Beauty is tied to leisure activities. Choose what suits you--e.g., a make-over, redecorating, visiting an art museum, etc.

One year ago today:
Have I even vaguely glanced at my lines even once? Nope!

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