
ROTHENBURGER: Here’s proof positive that ‘optional’ masking doesn’t work
I’VE JUST SPENT a couple of miserable weeks feeling sorry for myself.
The kind of sorry that comes with a bad headache, extreme fatigue, head fog, an incessant cough that hurts in the chest and the head, plus a couple of other things I won’t get into because this is a family show.
Sorry as in wanting to do nothing but sleep, except sleep is hard to come by. And when you do sleep, having some pretty weird dreams. My brain spent one memorable night weaving a detailed plot about a mobster family that would have done Mario Puzzo proud.