Not fud, but good

Of course, I'm prejudiced because my consort was involved. Even so, if I had any money I'd be investing it in Kleenex. 

We are all

one world. And breathing comes before eating. 

Not fud, but good

While newspapers wither . . . 

(Full disclosure for Astrology Mundo's sake, and for those not connecting dots as easily: This is about the guy genius enough to hire my brilliant consort. And give great parties.)  

We've come a long way

from 9/11. 

And for the truly strong of stomach . . .