It's raining in New York. And in my heart, ha ha. I have a cold! My sore throat has progressed into a stuffed up nose. I feel good except for those two areas. I didn't do much last night, watched Match Game. Talked on the phone. The other day I put up a "For Sale" sign in my building to sell my old TV. No takers. I took it personally. Why don't they want my TV? It's almost new and I don't mind saying I was selling it for a good price. Oh well.

Back to my cold...whenever I get sick, I go to Rupert's Deli. Rupert's partner, May, makes this great tea: plenty of honey and lemon. My throat feels better. She also had me do something else today. She cut up a lemon, poured salt on it and told me to squeeze the juice out. That was nasty but it really helped! Anyway, thanks, May! Some more good news, my Skylark seems to have fixed itself. It must have just been too cold. OK, that's it for today; I'm going to go moan my pain away. My mom received her BobBorden.com shirts and mug. She loved them! If they pass her test you know they're good. Hint, hint: buy, BUY! I'm probably going to have the gray shirt, with my face on it, for sale in a few weeks. Have a good day!