Ninja Sunday III

The Revenge of the Ninja

Some things are right in front of your face, and still you cannot see them...

I was to sing tonight, but a weekend of mixing with new germs hasn't half given my chest some grief.

Instead today was mostly spent feeling sorry for myself. So bad was this self pity in fact that I appear to have watched all but the finale of a John Wayne production of comedy western based on a Shakespearean play! My wife thinks I should visit the doctor... I think I should find the remote control for the television!

Anyone know what happens at the end of "McLintock"?