I’m stripping again…

Yes. I’m doing it again. Honestly, you should just learn to accept it. I can’t help myself… I just need to experiment and have new experiences.

Had you been here an hour ago… I was almost totally naked. I took the top off, and then the
foot(er) was bared. Before you knew it, I was flat against my back (ground) and feeling a little blue.

Oh…

Gosh…

You thought… oh my…

Cute kitten winkingI was talking about the blog, silly!

I’ve decided that my old decor just wasn’t the right image I wanted for this site, and so I stripped… fraccers… of the big red lips and all that was so very, very… pink.

Don’t get me wrong. I like that whole thing and plan to keep the original fracas blog flaunting those stiletto boots, luscious lips, the bras and the occasional panty… I just think fraccers is more about everyone.

Because, you know…

Fraccers

…the world is full of them.

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A Crappy Choice?

It seems potty mouth is back in vogue!

I wrote about this a while ago at the fracas blog but some just can’t believe or imagine it. A legitimate treatment for those suffering the effects of the C. Difficile bacterium, is a fecal transplant, and yes… while we make jokes (myself included), there is growing evidence that it is effective.

The procedure:

The procedure involves getting a close relative of the patient, such as a sibling, to donate several days-worth of stool. Louie tests the stool for diseases such as hepatitis and HIV and then mixes it with saline to create liquid feces. He then administers the stool to the patient through an enema. [1]

Louie said the technique allows good bacteria from the transplanted stool to reduce the number of C. difficile bacteria in the intestines and to restore normal intestinal function.

In a second type of procedure, the donated matter is transfered via a nasogastric tube. [2] 

I imagine this method creates a bit higher of an ”ick” factor on the part of the patient and it does certainly make all the “potty mouth” jokes (of which I too, am guilty) a little too far on the realistic side. Heck… fecal transplants have even made the big time… being featured on a recent episode of the show Grey’s Anatomy.

Still… while many are queasy at the thought, I wonder… if we were the one suffering the effects of C. Difficile, would we lose that uneasiness for the prospect of being healthy again?

So… how about it?

Would you do it for someone else?

Would you receive one?

Jump right in and tell us why or why not… and would you care which procedure? This… is information we just have to know!

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More Helpful Links:

-> More Evidence Links Gut Bacteria to Celiac Disease
-> C. diff Epidemic Will Get Worse
-> Fecal Transplant Saves Life [1]
-> Yes, Fecal Transplants: This *!^# Saves Lives!
-> Fecal transplants to cure Clostridium difficile infection [2]

A Real Work of Schitt!

Have you ever had someone tell you that you don’t know Jack Schitt? Well, thanks to the genealogy efforts of a fellow named Crock O. Schitt, a partial family history has been available online for some time. Many have already seen it and perhaps even had a chuckle.

Now, having come from a large family myself, I decided to delve a bit deeper into the Schitt, and am happy to dump this much more detailed genealogy on you!

Sincerely,

Fracas

This is the Schitt (Family)

Jack Schitt is the only son of Awe Schitt. Awe Schitt, the fertilizer magnate, married O. Schitt, the owner of Needeep N. Schitt, Inc. They had one son, Jack.

In turn, Jack Schitt married Noe Schitt. The deeply religious couple produced six children; Holie Schitt, Giva Schitt, Fulla Schitt, Bull Schitt, and the twins Deep Schitt and Dip Schitt.

Against her parents’ objections, Deep Schitt married Dumb Shitz, a high school dropout. Being unemployable, Dumb wasn’t able to provide a stable home for Deep and their son Tuff. Tuff Shitz ran away as a teenager, got involved with a bad crowd, and they haven’t heard from him since.

After being married 15 years, Jack and Noe Schitt divorced. Noe Schitt later married Ted Sherlock, and because her kids were living with them, she wanted to keep her previous name. She was then known as Noe Schitt Sherlock.

Holie Schitt was terribly affected by the divorce and became a nun, choosing to live in India and serve the Lord rather than deal with family Schitt.

Meanwhile, Dip Schitt married Loda, and together He and Loda  produced a son with a rather nervous disposition named Chicken Schitt. Now, Loda Schitt worked in sales, and it was through her office that Chicken met and fell in love with a young co-worker of Loda’s. Since Dip Schitt and Loda Schitt had always thought Chicken would never marry, they were pleased to welcome the new daughter-in-law Pila Schitt to the family.

Two of the other six children, Fulla Schitt and Giva Schitt, were inseparable throughout childhood and subsequently married the Happens brothers in a dual ceremony. The wedding announcement in the newspaper announced the Schitt-Happens nuptials. Eventually, they had children. The Schitt-Happens children born to Fulla were Dawg Schitt-Happens and Horse Schitt-Happens.  Giva, missing her wayward brother a great deal, insisted on naming her first born Bull Schitt-Happens. Their second child was named Byrd Schitt-Happens.

Dawg Schitt-Happens and Horse Schitt-Happens, growing up incredibly close just as mom Fulla and Aunt Giva had, both joined a traveling circus and put aside thoughts of marriage and children of their own. Of Giva’s children, Bull Schitt-Happens got into acting and, not wanting to share the spotlight with his cousins in the circus, changed his last name to Schittless. He was last known to be fooling around with a naughty-movie actress named Broke N. Sole. Giva is praying they don’t marry because she can’t bear to tell people her daughter-in-law is Broke N. Schittless.

Byrd Schitt-Happens found her prince charming while doing a stint in the Peace Corps. While overseas, she married Justin Lots. Knowing Bull Schittless will probably never settle down properly, before Giva was willing to call Byrd by her married name (Byrd Schitt-Happens-Lots), Giva wants a big family wedding where Grandpa (Jack) can feel like King Schitt!

Bull Schitt, the original prodigal son, had left home to tour the world. He returned from Italy with his new Italian bride, Pisa Schitt. Pisa Schitt turned out to be incredibly self-centered and never tried to make the marriage work so Bull obtained an annulment and was thrown into a pit of despair that led to drinking and womanizing. He thought he’d found true love with an exotic dancer named Luce Laidee. Now this was only her stage name, but since that’s what he first knew her as, Bull insisted she keep it when they married in Las Vegas after one wild weekend.  She, thinking he was wealthy, happily became Luce Schitt but when she realized he wanted to go back to all the Schitt he came from and her party days would be over, she divorced him. Bull Schitt then spent some time in rehab and decided to travel again. It was then, while in the Netherlands, that he finally met the woman for him. U. Tokken was the perfect woman to keep him in line and yet bring out the best in him. At the age of 47, Bull Schitt felt like a young lad as he married this young woman and she became U. Tokken Schitt. Being eager for children after all this time, Bull Schitt and U. Tokken Schitt were pleased that twins ran in the Schitt genes. Their first try brought into the world Yor A. Schitt and Ima Schitt. Later, they were shocked when a second try actually blessed them with triplets! Being thankful that U. Tokken Schitt was young enough to handle all this, Bull Schitt let her name the children and thus Eet Schitt, Bea Schitt and Sakka Schitt became part of the family tree.

When Ima became older, she convinced Yor to help her look for their long lost cousin Tuff Shitz, since Deep Shitz and Dumb Shitz had never been able to locate him. Quite a few years older than they, finding Tuff actually turned out to be quite easy. He’d eventually pulled himself out of the gutter, gone back to school on his own, and being determined to do better than his parents, became a small-time politician. Yor A. Schitt was gassed by how much Tuff Shitz reminded him of their Aunt Fulla Schitt-Happens. Ima Schitt convinced Deep, Dumb and Tuff to reconcile in time for Tuff to marry his office manager. She was a lovely gal originally from India. It was coincidence that her hometown was the same town Holie Schitt had settled in and so the wedding of Tuff and Heepa was held there. Tuff Shitz and Heepa Shitz have no plans for children.    

Noe Schitt-Sherlock and husband Ted eventually moved to England to fulfill their dream of co-owning an Inn with a childhood friend of Noe’s, Minny Giggles. The Schitty children all enjoy an occasional visit to the Schitts & Giggles Inn.  

And what happened to Jack, the guy behind all of this genealogy research?

Well, Jack pined for a time over Noe, but then, during a trip back to Italy with son Bull Schitt and his first wife Pisa Schitt, Jack met up with Mya Dontstink and knew Mya was his true love. Mya, a well-known socialite from New York who was vacationing in Italy, refused to change her name so as not to lose her standing. She compromised and became Mya Schitt-Donstink. Jack loves her regardless.

After his wedding, Jack set about to have his father Awe Schitt recognized by their town. Awe Schitt was always a charitable man and because of Jack, the town’s newest subdivision was named after Awe and O. Schitt, the founder of Needeep N. Schitt, Inc. Complete with a man-made lake, park and a shallow wading creek winding through it, one can honestly now be up Schitt Creek without a paddle. 

O. Schitt, Jack’s mother, never lived to see that day.

So now when someone says, ‘You don’t know Jack Schitt,’ you can correct them. And instead of trying to remember all of this, why.. just send them here.

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Mark Cuban… Martha Calling!

Mark, Mark, Mark. Fracas is a little disappointed in you. Even though others were running you down, I was so willing to cheer for you when you were in that Dancing With The Stars thing. I thought to myself… now here’s a good guy… so I’m really quite annoyed that here you are, all Martha Stewart and everything, being charged for insider trading and all.

Mark Cuban charged with insider trading

Tech billionaire saved $750,000 by selling Mamma.com shares, SEC says

SAN FRANCISCO (MarketWatch) — High-profile billionaire Mark Cuban was charged Monday with insider trading by the Securities and Exchange Commission after he allegedly sold shares of an Internet search company based on non-public information, sparing himself about $750,000 in losses.

The SEC has accused the technology entrepreneur and owner of the Dallas Mavericks basketball team of selling shares of Mamma.com in June 2004, hours after he allegedly learned of a planned stock offering by the company that promised to undercut its stock price — and before news of the offering became publicly available.

(Read the rest of that news report at Market Watch…)

On Mark and his woes

Martha Stewart strip searched cartoonNow, I don’t know about you, fraccy reader, but the idea of jail kind of scares me. Perhaps jail for celebrities isn’t quite the same as what jail might be for you or I, but something tells me Mark isn’t going to get the same easy ride as Paris. Heck, even Martha Stewart didn’t get quite the easy ride Paris did, as this illustration more than proves.

And although he didn’t apparently learn from others’ mistakes, I sure do hope he takes this bit of advice:

Mark. Pal. DWTS Underdog. Fraccy friend… 

Leave the potpourri at home.

On Mamma.com

Being a google freak, I must say that I rarely use it, but I, ever the dilligent writer eager to please the readers, went over and searched none other than myself… fracas.

As of today, Mamma.com placed the fracas blog as the 7th listing in a search for ‘fracas’. Google’s results for the fracas blog? 10th.  While this all seemed very positive, a search for the fraccers blog on Mamma.com resulted in an entire first page full of links to the fracas blog as well as a multitude of blogs connected to the fracas blog, but no first page listing for fraccers.com. Google on the other hand, rightfully (in my opinion anyway) gives fraccers.com the first listing on the first page when the same search term is used.

No wonder Mark bailed on them.

Now, I don’t know if Mark is really going to spend time in the big house, like Martha, and I’m pretty sure he’s found himself a good lawyer but I want to remind him of that very important detail no lawyer can protect him from. 

Mark… just leave the potpourri at home. 

I stuck by you on that Dancing With The Stars show, if you get caught ”holding” I’m going to blog it anyway! 

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