I can't connect with Facebook, so either the Universe is collapsing or my ISP has broken the connection with FB. Nevertheless, good old MyBloggers lives!

In case you did not see the comments I left on my last post,...

Go and read them. The notes are about my pending surgery.

So far I have had a decent response to my HUGE ART SALE. A note: My art isn't huge. The sale is huge.

I have prepared for the recovery period. I will have to feed the cats on a table and simply dump additional litter into their litter boxes. I am not supposed to lift anything for a few days and I won't be able to bend over or work on my hands and knees.

I don't believe a glass of fine wine qualifies as "lifting," do you?

My doctor surgeon is a good chap, name of Cecchio, which is Palermese. Nice Sicilian family, that. They also make good Marsala.

I can't wait. Living on bread and juice is no mean feat. Anything else causes me unbelievable pain. I had three really bad attacks overnight. No sleep. Moans and groans frightened the cats. Doobie spent an hour on the cubby cabinet where I lean when it hurts rubbing and tapping my head.

The art sale is still on.

https://www.jondude.com/artforsale.htm