Welcome to the Funhouse

I was talking to another carrier while loading my truck this morning. Suddenly he appeared to be talking to me through a kaleidoscope. This was the first warning sign of an impending migraine. I didn't stick around to find out what came next. A supervisor gave me a ride home (I didn't want to bicycle through all the broken glass whirling in front of my eyes) , I took a handful of Advil and now I'm sitting in a darkened basement. I think I dodged it, but every so often a little migrainy wave passes over me. There's a Law and Order episode on that involves a heroic reporter dodging bullets as I type. We in the press have a commitment to our readers.