About This Site
are you crazy? There's no porn here. This is a family site!
began on a steamy-hot July day in Florida while I was home recovering from
a case of bad sushi. (Never purchase supermarket sushi, okay? No matter
how well presented it may be. Disregard the the cute little boxes all
lined up in a row with rice and spinachy-good looking garnishes. It's
adorable, but bad very bad. Trust my colon on this one.)
bathroom breaks, I logged into the Internet to check on the new season of
Big Brother. Initially uncertain about the names of this season's
contestants, I began referring to the only one I found interesting, the
now familiar Jack Owens, as "The FBI Guy". I became immediately enamored
of the name and within 15 minutes registered it in order to
amuse my fellow chat buddies.
is significant only insofar as it indicates my complete lack
of affiliation with Special Agent Jack Owens, his relatives,
friends, or his subsidiaries (well, except for a few nice e-mails from his
wife, daughter and nephew). As much as I would like to say I have shared many an
X-file with our hero, I do not know him, nor can I get a message
from you TO him while he's inside the BB house or the Jury house.
if you are nice and don't mock me too harshly, I will be happy to forward
any message you have for Jack to his family. (Provided it's a pleasant
message, mind you.)
You are also encouraged to praise
my husband's web design of this site and, of course, praise ME lavishly
for creating this wonderful place of wonder that we can all just enjoy for
ever and ever. Because, even though some say that this season of Big
Brother is duller than the rest, and I would have to confess that it might
have been more interesting if they had sent Agent Owens in armed,
nevertheless it has been a great honor and privilege to create and run
this site and constantly send the entire Internet in to a state of panic
every time I issue a Code Blue. Over and out.
more about me than you need to know