The simple fact about working with college kids is this they are a breeding ground for every virus and illness known to mankind. In the past week, we’ve had an outbreak of pink-eye, the stomach flu, and some nasty cold that has sent at least three kids to the on-campus health facility. So it’s really no wonder I woke up this morning with a pounding headache and swallowing razor blade sore throat. Even Airborne wasn’t able to save me. I’m hoping though that this strain of joy that I’ve been gifted with is mild… I mean, I’ve got Zacapalooza next week.