I've had 99 blogs and a bitch ain't one

I know it's been a while and believe me when I tell you I ain't got no time to be sorting it all out right now. Part of the reason, of course, was the anxiety of the hundredth post here. It's a big deal cuz I thought this catharsis would run its course in a day or two. Save for farting and snoring, this might be the only non-alcohol related thing I actually put effort into. Well, that's a big fucking lie, but you know what I mean. My typing is getting a helluva lot better and I would also like to thank all the kind souls who piped in their well-wishing for my momma and my grandma -- both them gals are cut from the same metal that Dr. Joseph-Ignace Guillotine envisioned... but I'm running off here and what I should really be telling you, nay! PROMISING you, is another written century of brazen racounteurism handled with green surgical gloves.
You'll notice a link on the right-hand side of the page for Chris L's fabulous new experiment, What Karma? I recommend that you click on that bitch frequently and remind him to stop thinking. Congrats to Sister Korth on her new life! The graphic above was made by that fine Orange County resident, my brother, Dan F. based on a photog taken paparazzi-style by Chris L's sister, Patty L. My brother's services are available for weddings, quinces, and Bar/Bat Mitzvahs. So here fuckers: huzzah!