Shingles- Do Not Want.
I am having the boring zoom moderation again. TIme for more crochet, I guess. As soon as I get on the internet, someone has dropped out of their breakout room and I have to pop them back in.
I guess I could just go in to a breakout room and listen....
No Skyline for Jen. There used to be one right here in VA, but apparently not anymore. Or, at least a place that served Cincinnati-style chili, but I'm 99.9% sure it was a Skyline.
Yikes, Amy. Hope the ex's eyes stay OK.
I lived in Cincinnati and never went to Skyline.
One of my friends, an extroverted single woman, was at the beach and saw a sign advertising SINGLES SHOTS and was like "Hell yes sign me up!" but when she got to the sign it was out in front of a CVS and had an H in it. (Having seen my DH go through shingles I was like "you should have gone in anyway!")
I still have never finished my Hep B shots, or whichever hepatitis it is that was 3 shots. I think Hep C was the gamma globulin golfball in the buttcheek; that was fun. In short: single shot yes please.
Yikes, Amy. Hope the ex's eyes stay OK.
He said it doesn't really hurt? But he's weird.
gamma globulin golfball in the buttcheek
Yes. I remember those. Not fondly.
The yellow fever inoculation put 10-year old me in bed for two days. But at least I didn't have to take another one. I was back in the US full-time before the 10-year period expired.
Dang. My yellow fever shot coverage expired two years ago, and it was only relevant once. When the pandemic is over I have
got
to travel more.
I lived in Cincinnati and never went to Skyline.
Damn it, we let one get away!
I lived just up the road from that Skyline
Prolly shoulda warned Steph about the pipe.
Our children moved to Cincinnati too late to appreciate Skyline (8 and 5). Mr. Flea took them there once early on and they were appalled.
Mr. flea was good friends in college with the sculptor of the fountain across the street from the Clifton Gaslight Skyline (where Stephanie earlier got hurt and failed to get her second tetanus shot.)
I routinely see Jessica’s grandparents’ grave on walks around my neighborhood (it is visible from the sidewalk) and always think of them and her fondly.
This concludes today’s Cincinnati news.