Well, I seem to be surviving my colonoscopy prep as well as I could hope. I have definitely worn a
path to the bathroom, as was to be expected, but I seem to be fine otherwise.
Apparently the remaining wild card is how I come out of the anesthesia, as I'm
told it's possible I'll come away from this as "high as a kite," and may temporarily
be more loopy than normal. This means that while I expect to be back and
updating later, it's possible I'll just sleep through the rest of the day, while
I can't rule out the possibility that I will write some sort of drug-fuelled
manifesto that will have the men in black knocking at my door for a discussion
about my future confinement. So in place of certainly, all I can offer is
potential wackiness. Let the games begin! Speaking of which, NFL pool
participants should get their picks in before tonight's game.