After days of doing the eeeny, meeeny thing and pulling petals off of daisies with Yesses" and "Nos"and tossing coins and muttering, "Heads I do it, tails I don't" I am sick of the whole undecided bit and have made my appointment for a replacement part. Now I plan to try to forget about it till September 21 when I will probably/possibly /maybe show up at the hospital for knee surgery.
That's all I have to report right now.......there will undoubtedly be More Later.
Get ready for a bunch of, "Omigawd, what have I done?"
The New Yorker covers: February 10, 1968
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