New Wife thought that last week’s pic was kinda feeble, so let’s do one a little ummm… closer to the bone, so to speak:
Your close-to-the-bone suggestions in Comments…
New Wife thought that last week’s pic was kinda feeble, so let’s do one a little ummm… closer to the bone, so to speak:
Your close-to-the-bone suggestions in Comments…
After the past two days (liquid diet followed by artificially induced diarrhea followed by colon inspection followed by post-operative nausea), it’s time to right the ship, so to speak.
With what, you may ask?
To eat, to drink… tonight.
From Clive James:
“I still haven’t forgiven CS Lewis for going on all those long walks with JRR Tolkien and failing to strangle him, thus to save us from hundreds of pages dripping with the wizardly wisdom of Gandalf and from the kind of movie in which Orlando Bloom defiantly flexes his delicate jaw at thousands of computer-generated orcs. In fact it would have been ever better if CS Lewis and JRR Tolkien could have strangled each other, so that we could also have been saved from the Chronicles of Narnia.”
Amen to all that.
Yeah, yesterday’s colonoscopy went as expected:
…and no cancer, nor even pre-cancer (final results in a couple of weeks, but the doctor was matter-of-fact about the whole thing).
Actually, the procedure wasn’t as bad as the preparation thereof:
…but on to more pleasant topics…
OR this:
Today I am having a colonoscopy.
Normal service should resume tomorrow.
Update: Back home. My ass hasn’t felt this way since freshman year at boarding school.