In about seven or eight hours I drive in to Chatham (probably by myself) for major reconstructive surgery. I won't have a lot of mobility in my arm when I'm done, so I'll probably be fairly quiet for a month or two, except for especuially personal stuff. Hopefully I'll be able to post pics of the Studebaker in its current state of assembly, but it'll depend on when they let me lift things. Even the camera will be too heavy, it seems. I may even ask for pics of the procedure that I can post here and squick y'all out with.

Haven't had anything this invasive since I was five. Most of what they'll be doing, including the anaesthetic procedures, weren't invented yet when I had my tonsils out. Listening to old music - Al Stewart, The Shadows, The Ramones, has been oddly helpful, but it's still scary. 'Specially since squishing my foot last month proved that I'm not invuinerable any more.