Thanks for sending those image files I asked for nearly a month ago and had more or less given up ever receiving.
As it turns out, I’m at the racetrack right now and am bumming because today’s races were cancelled because of a freak April snow storm. I yelled at some people to get the horses on the track, but they said they were just cleaning staff and don’t have access to the horses.
I must say that the snow looks pretty as it falls on the empty track. Me and this guy I met in the men’s room have a bet about how much snow is going to fall by five o’clock, which is why I’m still hanging around.
I’m sorry to hear you have a cold. That sucks. Did you have a cold all the other times you ignored my emails for weeks on end in an effort to drag this project out as long as humanly possible so that I would end up developing a gambling habit (read: addiction), which as you can imagine is destroying my life? :>
I have a bet with the men’s room guy about how quickly you’ll recover. I don’t want to tell you what my guess was, because that would be cheating, but please remember to note what day you feel healthy again.
Get well soon (but not too)!
MB
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