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Greetings and salutations interneteers! This is your best friend's best friend, Ed. I'm not above making a weblog, though I am above using "OMG," "LOL," and/or "WTF" in my posts. If I have to mention outrageous monkey gymnastics, Louisiana's only library, or the world's tastiest fries, well, I'll just type the whole thing out, thank you very much.
Sunday, August 22, 2004
My poor, poor father.
Boy's getting his colonoscopy tomorrow. Which means he's required to have a clean colon. Which means that today, he's not allowed to eat anything. At all. And the only thing he's allowed to drink are clear liquids and some medication that will, *ahem*, insure that his colon is clean. Yeah, that's right: poo-juice. Of course, last time he went through this, the doctors found a tumor, so it's not like he's complaining. He's just being sarcastic about the situation. The good news is, as far as everyone knows, his tumor is gone and this is just a check up. The bad news is, I'm going to have to start getting that procedure done about two decades earlier than I otherwise would have. That's right, I'm going to be getting roto-rooted in my mid-twenties. Father: j'accuse! OR (less elegant but evidently grammatically correct), Father, je vous accuse!
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