Robert Plant thought of his audience, not as a sea of cowards, but as an ocean. The song, from Houses of the Holy, is a wonderful, joyous celebration. Here it is live from New York in 1973.
I'm going to the hospital tomorrow - at 6:30 am! - to have something out. Three people were supposed to phone me:
Surgeon's person making sure I had insurance: Completed.
Hospital's person making sure I had insurance: Completed. (She also managed to bill me the 10% and the co-pay in advance...she'll go far.)
Anesthesiologist checking to see I'm healthy and how I react to anesthesia so that he can get set: Hasn't phoned.
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Hi Sis
Good luck, we are sure things will be ok, drop us an email when you get out.
Bruv
Just as you're looking forward to hearing from your anesthesiologist, I'm looking forward to hearing from you when everything's over and you've recuperated. Here's wishing for it all to go smoothly.
I am fine but they're keeping me in overnight... so no Internet access!
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