Okay, the eye is still sticky and hurts like hell, but at least the swelling has gone down considerably, and I no longer look like I have Pink Eye From Hell.
The Sasquatch shot this oh-so-fabulous video of me last night, in an echoing hallway next door to Philadelphia Mike's in Bethesda. (Where I had a cheesesteak with egg, mushroom and onion. Yum.)
With my hair pulled back, I kinda look like a bloated troll doll. And what's with the freaky puppet lock-jaw mouth movements? I think radio really is my future...
Glad to hear (and see) you're feeling better. I've always believed in the healing power of a Philly cheesesteak.
Yeah! I'm glad you are better too.
I remember my first cheesesteak I remember thinking, "This can't be good for my heart."
My heart answered back, "Oh yes it is, please have another or I'll throw up this sandwich!" At least I think that is what he said, I was unconscious at the time.
OH MY GOD...in addition to everything else, you had PINK EYE? Ugh.
That's one malady I haven't suffered from *sudiegirl knocks on desk top*.
Maybe some Whitey's ice cream will straighten that up, ya think?
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