Our fellow Wagoneer and inspiration Char Nolan suggested that my farts should be “fluffy and quiet.”  Sorry, Char, not this Big Sexy.  I would describe them as bad-ass and boisterous.  Last night I erupted at about 2 am and my dogs went crazy thinking someone was trying to blow open the front door and break in.

My brother David moved to San Diego years ago and I'm missing him. Imagine the fun I'd have being in a big crowd and blaming him for my eruptions!
Here's the good news.
  It’s clear “flatulence” helps “FATulence." The weight is beginning to come off ALREADY! Stay tuned for my first weekly weigh in on Monday. 

Ready for another great day!