Quiet, please.


I must be getting better because a) I appear to not be dead yet and b) I’m tired of lying around, but not yet well enough to try anything else. I went out to dinner last night and Friday with our guests and while it was most amusing, it also wore me out. I’m just so darn fragile. Everyone’s going out to brunch at Zuni Cafe this afternoon, but I’m staying home like a sensible Miss.

Saki has taken to demonstrating cat yoga for me in hopes that I will take it up, but I refuse.

About mrpeenee

A former bon vivant and terror of a number of New Orleans bars in the mad, gay 1980s, I'm now quietly retired and widowed in San Francisco. I have a crooked nose due to an unfortunate Frisbee accident.

3 responses »

  1. Darling, I’m sorry I missed your missives from the sickbed — I do hope you’re forcing liquids (and NOT the kind you’re normally used to) and getting lots of rest. I’ve been wracked with a head and chest cold myself for the past week or so, have stubbornly not gone to the doctor, and am hoping that it will pass without making a detour to bronchitis. Feel better, sweetie, and do try to watch some porn, no matter how much of a struggle it is!


  2. me thinks you should maybe consider trying out doing the yoga thing once in a great while or a few times with a gentle teacher. all those ancient far easterners can’t be wrong!


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