there will be no show today. this was the worst weekend of my adult life and got worse last night. i'm sure it ranks high for betsy too. i would have thought the vasectomy would have been worst, wrong.

starting thursday night maggie got sick, friday elliot, saturday morningish like 3 a.m. betsy got into act vomiting and many trips to bathroom for expungenation of all that is evil.

i thought i hade made it out of the jungle and at 5 p.m. last night it fell on my like nell carter slipping on a banana peel. no vomitng for me but the bathroom knows me well and i am etremely nauseous.

look for us wednesday.