Well, I've emerged from surgery UNSCATHED, except for three holes in my stomach. Which begs the question:

How can slicing through stomach muscle I clearly don't have hurt so damn bad?

Also, welcome Erin and Dan. Tell us more about yourself and I'll give you a cool nickname!

In other news, I'm on PERCOSETS. Which just makes me feel a little woozy, but apparently allows others (i.e. Daddy Petard) to wax philosophical about how when he goes, he now wants his ashes scattered around the oak tree so he can mingle with its roots and lend it his strength and vitality.

That is seriously what he said. It was obviously the Percosets talking.