Atkins has nothin' on this diet!

The Hohertz clan got infected with some sort of stomach virus.  Matt lost his beer belly.  Mom's down in pounds.  Dad's handing out subscriptions to the diet plan in the form of kisses.  I don't quite know what Caleb and Heather are up to.  I'm slugging through shifts at dog land. And...in case you didn't know...T.M.I. ALERT T.M.I. ALERT T.M.I. ALERT... Blue dye number one turns your poop green.  Mmmm electrolytes!

YOU'RE SO BLACK AND WHITE, how do you do it?

If someone ever calls me "Black and White" ever again I'll probably punch them in the throat.  That would make me feel good. You know someone has no idea who you are when they throw that kind of dis out into the wind just to make themselves feel better.  Do you know how many different kinds of people can make up a city?  If you're planning on moving to my town you better change your brains because your view is what's black and white.  "We run things, things don't run we."  Miley Cyrus is probably being run by things, lets be real, but at least she has a good lyric to live by.  Run life, don't let life run you.  I am not just Black or just White.  I am not just the grey scale in between.  I am every color imaginable and all of the tints and shades in between.  I run my life.  It only matters what you say because it helps know that I'm not the crazy one here.  I'm going to go back to being the color of beeswax now (which is many different tints and shades of yellow).