Don't know much about gall bladders, except that they sound vaguely French,
but tomorrow afternoon our beloved Jimmy will be having his gall bladder
removed so that his Lycra, Leather 'n Lace ice skating outfits will fit
better. (Most people would just diet, but then . . . Vanity, thy name is
Jimmy!)
So if you believe in Deputy Birthday Fairies, clap your hands together and
send a heartfelt prayer in the general direction of Fort Meyers, Florida so
that Jimmy will have as quick and pain-free an operation as possible. Then
pray for his speedy recovery, because a Jonifest without Jimmy would be like
Woodstock without the stardust, Edith without the Kingpin, and the Magdelene
Laundries without the steaming stains!
The poor baby is already in some discomfort because he had to shave his belly
hair and it's itchy. (I suspect he always wanted to go for the smooth look
anyway!) This isn't life-threatening surgery or anything, but we need Jimmy
back on his feet -- and skates -- as soon as possible so the Jonifest people
can all enjoy one of our favorites.
So all the best to you tomorrow, Jimmy. And break all kinds of recovery
records.
XO,
--Bob
