The sports bar finally shut the pool down “for maintenance”. About bloody time. Took them a while to notice that they had a swamp instead of a pool. Maybe my radioactive glow tipped them off?

Johnny said they were worried that the children would get sick. Gee, thanks. Don’t worry about me. I’ve got an iron consitution. No, seriously, I do. Nicolas had one tainted ice cube last Saturday, and he was down with amoebiasis for days. I’ve been swimming in a moss pit for the past week – and I’m perfectly healthy. And, yes, I hear just fine from the ear growing out of my toes, thank you.

They shut the pool down yesterday – AFTER I was done with my session – and it’s supposed to reopen tomorrow, so I will only be missing one day of swimming.

Today, I will be doing this instead: