Welcome to the Claar's!

No, that's not my Mario impression ("itsa cold"). It's the sad fact that I didn't so much ring in the new year as rhin it in. And, while all the kleenixes wouldn't qualify as weapons of mass destruction, they could be weapons of mass discomfort.

My jokes get worse when I'm sick or tired...cue Bill Cosby:

And tired always followed sick. Worst beating I ever got in my life, my mother said, "Well I am just sick," and I said "And tired." I don't remember anything after that.

Anyway, Happy New Year to all!

Up, up, up - Can only go up from here
Up, up, up - Up where my nose is gonna clear
Up, up, up - There's no way but up from here

...with apologies to Shania Twain