Tonight Lynn is making one of my favorite meals and enough of it so I can pig out 'til I can't eat any more. That's a GOOD thing.

BUT ... I feel like I'm on death row and this is my last meal request. Tomorrow, I'll be flushing it all out as I start the tortuous day before the ol' colonoscopy.

After supper tonight, I won't be able to eat again until Thursday afternoon ... and I'll spend ALL DAY AND NIGHT tomorrow sitting on the throne in my reading room.

Dang, these things aren't all that bad really ... I'm asleep as it's happening ... it's just the prep work that'll kill ya'! Tomorrow's gonna be a really crappy day (pun intended).