I had not expected to be shot in the shoulder this afternoon, but since I was right there with
spatch for his latest jab against COVID-19, the staff of the Theatre Pharmacy offered me the same and I filled out the paperwork immediately. I had not brought my vaccine card, but was kindly sent home with a little sticker to keep my records up to date. The ability to purchase and eat a caramel bull's-eye after a minor medical procedure feels very old-school. My mother fed us tom kha gai and chicken satay and massaman curry and khao tom mad for antibody-building sustenance and Rob took a picture of me with his eyes closed. My plan for the rest of the evening is to lie on the couch and wait for my arm to fall off.

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