"Man, that poor guy can't get laid no matter what he does!" — Some book reviewer, probably.

God, I got to get away from Google. I read the headline and instead of the word ghosts, I saw G-hosts. Sheesh.

They took out my gallbladder because of stones. No place to store the bile now. Without a gallbladder, the bile enters the intestine in a fairly random way. In some people, that bile acts as a powerful laxative. Unfortunately, I'm in that group. I have challenges now. I miss my gallbladder. Stupid gallbladder.