I just got off the phone with my other brother Darryl (not Bill or John) and realized that after all these years Darryl never got my blog What kind of crap is that? I think we resolved the problem and Darryl will be waking up every morning wondering where his dose of Footloose Fred is.
Miss Piazza, my 4th grade teacher , and I loved her, she was a Lodi Grape Festival Queen , told me never to end a sentence with a preposition. Is is a preposition ?