Can I admit something to you guys in confidence?

I just uttered the longest, freakiest, loudest *Belch* in the history of Scottodom.

It sounded like 100 tin cans rolling down a hill covered with jagged spikes. I would’ve made Dudly Denkins proclaim me master. My stereo is incapable of reproducing the fine bass reverberations that surely caused Newton to think I was roaring on the level that he purrs. I feel that it registered on the Richter scale at about a 3 or so (whatever shakes windows, but doesn’t throw glassware about) Teach me to drink a whole 2-liter of soda after going a week without. I was doing so well, too.

There. I admitted it. I wish I could’ve taped it for my future grandkids…

Speaking of future grandkids…(nice segue, eh?)

I sent out 13 of my VAGG Letters today. (and one extra special envelope to a combination of red & yellow who shall remain nameless.)

I hope you guys don’t mind that I’m not sending food items out… but the valentines are pretty sweet… some are autographed by newton, too!

You’ll have to wait to see what I’m putting in there.. I know I like ’em. 🙂

I now return you to your regularly scheduled programming.