So, congressthing, exactly how much meth do you suppose I could make with 24 Sudafed pills?

Yes, kiddies, Your Humble Servant was knocked out by a killer cold from Thursday until now. (I'm still at only 75% of my usual idiocy, though.) No football picks, no insightful comments on current events, no nothin'.

It seems as I age, these things hit me harder. This does not bode well for the future.

As for the Sudafed reference above, just you wait. Some day you'll see what I mean.