The toilet has been flushed...

the paper and the "log" (yes it really is called that in the plumbing profession) are beginning to circle the drain...the water is almost running at full throttle now that the float is nearly down toward the bottom of the tank...and the rich sound of the increasingly-rapid flow is beginning to drown out the sound of the fan which is perpetually on, the fan which carries the fecal smell above the roof level into the relatively clean atmosphere. Soon the harmonics of the water path will begin to sing their song.

I cannot wait...