Welcome back to STADLER FAMILY STORIES, A collection of tales about the Philadelphia area's premiere drunken family.

Last week we met a Flying Hooker who needed a trip to the dentist and a couple stitches after her run-in with Uncle Porgie. This week we were going to tell the story of Whiskey Walt and the Girl in the Bathroom Stall, however, I am trying to obtain audio clips from that very evening to share along with the story. So instead, we will relive the story of the OZZMAN CUM-ETH!

This week I help one reader decide between a glass eyes and a marble, I give a husband Valentine's Day advice, I help a neighbor scam his friends, I shut a newborn baby up, and I tell one reader about Ray's dark past.

Plus I'll tell you the cheapest ways to travel to the Caribbean this summer.

As everyone knows New Year's is a time for everyone to make promises to themselves that they will probably keep for about a month (two if their really dedicated), they call them New Year's Resolutions. Uusally I mock this practice but this year I've decided that I should probably try to have one. Most people that know me and know that I'm getting married in a few months will assume that my resolution is to lose weight (Amanda's certainly hoping it is). It isn't, however, because that ship has sailed year's ago. No, this year's resolution is to be nicer, more complemetary, and just plain friendlier to Ray.

I was supposed to write a blog for Justin today but the damn internet explorer timed out on me and my two hours of work has gone down the drain. So this is a message to Ray to fix the damn blog system so we can have a save feature. I'm going to work. Have a great day.

I don't lika fixin' da site.