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Kind bar, cuppa French Joe. Lunch was 2.5 scrambled eggs with mini-pepperonis & cheese.

Just watching now. I’ll let you know.

Yeah, I’m more than a little concerned that the Cap’n was deterred by such a small annoyance.

It’s her bed, she can eat crackers if she wants.

About as many times as I confused “pitch” with “catch”.

59! Way, way too damn young.

LOL. I loved the long list of players that they managed out.

G’mornin’!

Heart rate got low enough to require a pacemaker to regulate it.

Home waiting for Poot to bring home dinner A coupla Tylenol at the hospital dropped the pain. I have a rather interesting manscape result. Pecs on the chest, asymmetrical pattern in the nethers.

In recovery. Get sprung @ 5. Feels like i got punched in the upper left pec.

Whelp, I’m there. Checked in, waiting for pre-op stuff to begin.

Get out of the hospital. (I’m not there yet)

It was totally controlled from the ground. He was cargo.

Hard copy on that.