Not everyday is going to go so well ...

Today has been gray and overcast; not unheard-of with summer storms. Yesterday evening, just before that storm, I slid through the drive-thru at Arby's in Ringgold, Georgia, my hometown. Bad mistake, this time. I've been as sick as a dog all day today. In fact, I'm in bed as I write this. Don't know whether to call Arby's to complain (probably won't), but it is coincidental that I fell ill after I had eaten a meal from that establishment. And … I don't believe in coincidence! I've had good company today. Tank has been my bodyguard.