There is a pulsing thRUMmm-thRUMmm-thRUMmm coming from my ceiling. I figure either our upstairs neighbors have some industrial-strength floor fan running, or they've come into possesion of the Loc-Nar orb.
I'm rooting for the latter, as the fan scenario is just too boring.
Ahh...the best thing for the end of a cold. Billy Connolly and hot tea. Feels like the heat loosens the phlegm and the laughter brings it up - better 'n NyQuil.