Who was the wisest character on Winnie the Pooh?

Yes, I think Kanga too. Christopher Robin is maybe the smartest, but I think Kanga's the wisest.

Happy birthday, Gadget_Girl!

ioTMIn, I am still constipated! SO not impressed with this! I think I may take a little time out from my eating plan to fix this with prunes/branflakes/whatever, and go buy some fibre supplements. I mean, I'm eating lots of green leafy veggies, but apparently this is not enough. (My own fault - I experimented with a protein shake on Monday night. Wow. NOT doing that again. Still not really recovered, despite the, er, healing properties of maltitol!)

/ TMI

Fay, I hope the situation resolves itself soon.

I, on the other hand, am running to the restroom every half-hour because of all the fluids they're making me injest. I feel like my bladder can only hold one molecule of water at a time.

Mineral Oil will take care of the worst constipation. It's what we used when Emmett was impacted.

It doesn't taste like anything and you can mix it with orange juice. Once you lube the poop chute, though, everything comes out.

This message brought to you by the letters I Am A Parent Hence The Poop Talk.

I've got a bottle of Fernet (this one purchased in Italy!) sitting on the bar. Methinks it might just burn whatever this is out of my system.

Thousands of Nonnas can't be wrong!

Thousands of Nonnas can't be wrong!

I know! And it's better tasting than the concoction the doc prescribed me for the sore throat from hell: a combo of Maalox, Benadryl, and lidocaine that is to be gargled AND SWALLOWED every six hours. It works, but the taste is nasty.

Happy B-Day, Gadget Girl!

Kanga. AND Piglet.

Or maybe Rabbit's collective friends and relations.

Bless you, David, Maria - and I must apologise, really, because who the hell needs to know this stuff? Evidently it's weighing on my ass mind quite a bit at present, though - I have this dreadful cartoon imagination presenting me with images of some kind of Mr Creosote-style untimely demise being the eventual result of my plight! Can you imagine the funeral orations? "Here lies Fay, at least all those bits we could scrape off the ceiling and the walls and wring out of the carpet when she went BOOM! Let this be a warning to all those who ignore fibre that they do so at their peril!"

Fay, oh loveliest Fay, please don't exploderate.

Debung your hole and unleash the mighty River Cloaca.

Sheeee-it! t /Clay Davis

I hope I'm not too late to say:

Happy Birthday Gadget Girl!!!!

Crazy day, but not in a bad way. We did day 1 of interviewing ass't boss replacement. It actually turned into an interesting conversation reminding me why I like where I work. If only the corner office folk would retire. :: sigh ::

No fair KT gets to go to session!! I wants to go! :: pout ::

Hey ND, is our favorite director in town or still on the dingy? Had a question for him on a show in our lil barn. Just wondering if it will make his head explode or not.

Fay, please don't pull an Elvis on us. I wish much passage~ma to your lower GI.

Speaking of GI, I am not looking forward to Friday's battery of tests. Uggg. Anyone have recommendations for easy drinking of the barium, and easy vacating of it?

Hey ND, is our favorite director in town or still on the dingy? Had a question for him on a show in our lil barn. Just wondering if it will make his head explode or not.

Yes, he's in town. We're all here in the midst of meetings and recording sessions. We leave to go back to the ocean on March 5th.