Not to worry, just a routine visit. Lots of downtime, of course, good for sketching. And nobody slugged me, which is always a plus. My heart looks a little better, as you can see, but the cutting it in half still hurts like a bitch. It looks just like when you cut a green pepper in half, only red. And no scooping out and discarding the seeds. That's where the analogy ends, and it's one time I'm grateful for truncated analogies. You can tell I'm just treading water here, can't you, waiting for a wave to come. For inspiration to carry me through the tube of high creativity, depositing me on the beach of adulation. But the water is still today, grasshopper. Sorry.