Who knows about Airborne?

If you were to scroll backwards through Plotnik posts you probably wouldn't find many times when Plottie got sick. He's been lucky that way, so far -- the colds that Ducknik always caught on BART or in the office have not often penetrated his Cavern of Organica.

That brings us to today, sniff, cough, snarfle. BZ says 'Airborne,' and so does Pat across the street. Has anyone ever tried Airborne?



When Plotnik was working in Singapore a few years ago, everyone there swore by Pei Pa Koa (Loquat Syrup). It's not hard to find. Every grocery store west of Twin Peaks has a thousand bottles stacked up in front of the store. It works great for a cough, but for a cold? What about Airborne, eh?

Plottie drove Ducknik to the airport an hour ago, for she's off to hug Baby Isabella Louise for three days. Now, Plot can suffer in bliss.

Except he made himself a cup of Semiramis Coffee (topped with cream) and a toasted bolillo with Requeson cheese melted on top, yum, and he's feeling a lot better.

So lessee what's in the fridge...umm, leftover Zaatar chicken, oh, that good Bolivian Sopa de Mani (Peanut Soup), right, some tortillas, excellent. That should do for the next few hours anyway.