No help for us senile old guys, Charlie. I am writing from my hospital room. I have a private room with my own bathroom, a refrigerator stocked by Wakana with juice and iced tea, and a cute little nurse who looks like she needs her parents' permission to stay up late. At 7:00 AM they start slicing and dicing. It's almost 2:00 AM and I don't feel sleepy yet. I don't feel nervous but I guess I am. Big day tomorrow. Guess I'll sleep in.
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