A year ago tonight, at this time, I was lying in a hospital bed I had been in for seven days, naked, getting my entire front shaved for surgery. I felt old, unmasculine, and I was bloated from a week of IV saline drip to make myself big and bloated for the surgery. The young woman shaving me was bright and young and very attractive; her parents were roadies and stage managers for rock acts -- on her 10th birthday she got a personal birthday call from Ozzy Ozbourne, she calls Jon Bon Jovi, "Uncle Jon".
This world is so wonderful sometimes.
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