Please excuse
the Christmas form letter, but with Rodge's parole being turned
down,
I've had so much to do, with no help. Where to begin?
I know this sounds like self serving whining, but Rodger's
Viagra
prescription had expired weeks before, so there was just no way ....
well I guess you saw it on Court TV. I think that bitch
woman saw a way to shake us down, and she succeeded. The kids
will
miss the chalet in Gstaad, and having to use the old Gulf Stream
II is
depressing, but we should count our blessings.
Rodger Jr. & family are doing quite well. His art will be on
display at the Corcoron in January, and Kaleb, just 5 years old,
is
the youngest freshman in the history of the Fairfax County Jr.
Community College. Youngest point guard too. Jen's cook
book, "A
Very Schultz Buffet" is selling briskly on Amazon.
Gregg is still juggling his modeling career (catch the March
cover of
GQ) with his law practice. Also, he and friend Joe are
opening a new
"House of Spatulas" in Cape Cod next month. Go figure, I thought
for
sure that project would come a cropper ( is my face red ).
Kevin really dodged a bullet with that Paris Hilton tape, didn't
he ( huge
sigh of relief sound )? Suddenly, all those "I'm
checking into
the Paris Hilton" comments the boys made, to so much laughter, make
some sense. I told Karen, way back, that her choice of friends
was
terrible. But, I digress. Hucker, his friend Jack Black,
and Karen's
boyfriend Jimmy HaHa, are collaborating on a new album,
"Kumbaya:
Clarence 'Frogman' Henry Lives."
Finally, Karen dropped out of med school ( sigh ), in order to
concentrate on another screenplay for
Macaulay Culkin.
As for me, winning the breast implant suit was my only bright
spot
this past year. I'll be spending Christmas Day on a conjugal
visit.
Yuck.
Merry Freaking Christmas.
Judy