Please excuse him from work today, for he is sick. He said I should write the words "cough, cough'' for dramatic effect. He says you shouldn't go near his desk; it might be contagious.
I suspect he'll be down most of the weekend, feel better Sunday night, then hit the skids sometime around next Thursday and Friday. This happens every March. It often trickles into April.
He said he began to feel woozy last Sunday after watching television, mentioning something about a severe case of "bracketology.'' He says there is no cure, that he must let it run its course. He said to make sure you knew that.
I found this to be strange, since on Monday he was feeling great and mentioned he had plenty of clean "sheets'' to work from. He also mentioned something about Kansas making him sick this time of year, but no Kentucky makes the pain a little more tolerable. He also says he loves Gonzaga, which I'm assuming is some new antibiotic for whatever makes him sick about Kansas or bugs him about Kentucky.
Mr. Boss, whatever Gonzaga Johnny drank on Monday didn't work. Tuesday evening he was ill and said that only rest and relaxation -- in front of the television -- would fix what was ailing him.
You know, I always thought that boy should have gone into medicine, because he has a special way of knowing when he's going to be feeling good and when he will not.
He was that way when we was young. He'd get sick in the fall during the World Series and on days when he had under-studied for tests. It usually lasted just until school let out, and then somehow he'd feel much better.
The weather has been iffy at best around here, Mr. Boss, and I believe Johnny said something about a warmer climate helping him get better.
He said he loves Florida, loathes Arizona, doesn't trust California, likes North Carolina less than Kansas and has a nice feeling about Miami this year. He mentioned that New Mexico could cure all his ills from the past. If New Mexico will make him feel better, then New Mexico it is.
Johnny tells me it would be best to text him if you must reach him today, because the waiting room at his doctor's office can get loud. He is right. I called him last year when he was at the doctor's office, and I heard lots what I believed to be cheering in the background.
So to sum up, he won't be at work today, and he probably won't be there every Friday for the next three weeks.
As if you'll miss him.
Sincerely (kind of),
Columnist John Marx can be reached at (309) 757-8388 or email@example.com.
Today is Friday, Aug. 22, the 234th day of 2014. There are 131 days left in the year. 1864 -- 150 years ago: The ferry boat, Rock Island, having been put in good order at the boat yard is now making her regular trips, much to the gratification of those who have to cross the river. 1889 -- 125 years ago: W.J. Gamble, for many years superintendent of the Moline & Rock Island railway, leased the Fourth Avenue Hotel and renovated and refurnished it throughout. 1914 -- 100 years ago: Pending the building of new public schools or additions to the present ones to provide adequate room for all the children, the board of education decided that pupils younger than 6 years old would not be accepted in Rock Island schools. 1939 -- 75 years ago: The fifth annual New Windsor Fair and Horse show, which has been delayed for two days because of unfavorable weather, got off to a new start last night. The parade was held this morning. 1964 -- 50 years ago: The Rock Island County Fair and Rodeo will celebrate its silver anniversary this year. The fair opens Tuesday and will run through Saturday and offers entertainment and activity for young and old. 1989 -- 25 years ago: Earl Hanson School, Rock Island, joins the Program to Assist Latch Key Student, which aids working parents. PALS is a before and after school program for grades 1-6 in certain Rock Island public and private schools.