Oh My Stars and Garters !

I haven't posted in a little while as I've been under the weather. Not literally. I'm not "out of doors" as George Thorogood would say. Apparently, and this is a wild guess, you're more likely to catch a cold when your immunity system is compromised by, oh, say, a robot wielding urologist yanking your prostate through your belly.

The Boo Monster is going through one of his Superboy phases where he is ball of joyous unfocused energy. It's exhausting to say the least and I'm more than a little scatter-brained so it makes for quite the adventure. His manic behavior is accompanied by gales of laughter as if to counter-balance my exasperation.

Do I shout sometimes? You damn betcha! But a bellowing Daddy is a funny daddy. Or he just no sells it completely, as if he doesn't even hear me. I think he's trying to speed up my recovery through rapid rehab. Ya know, so I can be his big goofy butler.

I did something fun last Thursday, but I don't want to reveal what it is until it's posted, which will be soon. I just hope I didn't drive the whole affair off a cliff with my Irish-Catholic Richard Lewis-like mania.

Now ladies and gentlemen, Ms. Brigitte Zarie with some "Money, Money, Money". So talented, the brains behind chocolate wallpaper, and a really nice young lady to boot!