I'm not dead...

Rather, I'm busy in Connecticut, with hundreds of Jewishy Jerws and a sickly sore throat.


New York was good.


Kareem 2 ran away, came home, then ran away again. A wily one.


Next... we off to Florida, land of sand and sea and Jimmy Buffett all the days long... Oh my.


Love to you... to the Jews... and to the bottle of Nyquil I'm cuddling with tonight!