Howdy there!

Yup, my lungs have been tryin' to make like bandits an crawl outta this here throat. Good ol' Sheriff Throat can hardly keep 'em!

We been talkin' about things ter do wit' 'em if they do 'scape the gullet, what'da think?

*cough* Sorry. Take pity and forgive the ill. I blame oxygen deprivation. :P

• Sell it on China's plastification (you try spelling that) black market.
• Donate it to charity! Earn Congressional Gold Medal.
• Blow it up with helium and see if I can float!
• Lung golf.
• Shove it back in and hope no one noticed. Enter Ripley's Believe It or Not.

I am still taking suggestions, as well as 20+ pills a day. Fortune favors the brave, however, so I am back here proving the state of my brain and reluctantly... pulling...out...the........math.

I have to thank Noah for covering my @ss and posting while I've been out of commission. :) Unfortunately, while the Music vs Math challenge has indeed been moved to August and dropped to 30 songs/lessons... I still have to complete my original personal goal. Of 66 lessons.

In what is now considerably less than 66 days.

If it kills me, I entrust my last wishes to you. I want a funeral with brilliant food (Italian), great music (drums, and a musical number) cherry blossoms, and a female preacher. My gravestone: She Tried.

Off to start the wheel rolling again with lesson 11.