Phullabaloney Friday 2.01.08

Nicki called Phullabaloney Fill a rock star, and he was initially none to pleased about that.  Being the landed gentry groundhog he thinks he is (though his coarseness of language belies him and he is so obviously nouveau riche, but moving on . . .) he thought the title of Rock Star to be quite unfitting.  But after seeing a picture of Slash and being told that in country music you just can’t use the "F" word, Mr. Fill decided Rock Star wasn’t so bad after all.  So he thanks you for the compliment, though he does hope not to be compared to that walking disease known to most as Kid Rock.  Eeek! 

I know, if you clicked on that link above you now need to go get vaccinated, so I’ll wait for you to come back, no problems.

Are you back?

Ah . . . need to shower, too.  I totally understand.

Okay, vaccinated and clean?  What?  nit combing?  Sure.  To be expected.  I mean, Kid Rock, you know.

What?  All done?  Good.  Sorry to put you through all that.  I’ll try to refrain from posting Kid Rock photos or videos in the future. 

So, on with the business of the day.  This week Mr. Phullabaloney Fill had six requests for predictions (little secret, I accidentally typed "sex" instead of "six" at first, and really, he didn’t have sex — that I know of).  First, Mr. Fill and I must apologize if we are  not perfectly sure who you are.  Ever since I started using Google Reader I have been reading more blogs, but now feel less connected to most of them.  Does that  make sense?  Plus, I am a fairly visual person, so I have a hard time keeping names straight when I don’t have faces to go with them (which also explains why Google Reader is making things more confusing to me, because now everything I read is just on that white background, rather than on the individual blogs with their unique templates,  which help me distinguish between different bloggers).  Anyway, on with the requests:

Laura wants to know if she will get her I600 approval soon. 

Nancy asked "when will it come?"  I am assuming she means her referral, because I am assuming I have the right Nancy.

Nicki would like to know if her landlord’s heart will grow three sizes so that he will feel inspired to renew the lease with a real incentive, and she would also like to know if the adorable Miss Addison will ever have a sister from Vietnam.

Colleen asked for a referral time estimate, and Michelle just asked for a prediction for her adoption.

Meanwhile, Jill would like to know if they will receive their official referral letter from the DIA by March.

First, Mr. Fill would like me to relay to all of my readers that shadows, or a lack thereof, cannot be read like tea leaves; therefore, he had to alter some of the requests just a smidge to make them into yes/no kinds of questions.  I must warn you, the freedom of open-ended questions which needed reworking left Phullabaloney feeling a little giddy with power; but I did, as always, clean up the language.

So, Nancy and Colleen, your question now is, "Will I get my referral before I develop an irreparable nervous tic which involves bladder malfunction (or at least within the first quarter of 2008)?"

And Michelle’s question has become, "Will the I600 approval come within the allotted 60-day timeframe so that I don’t have to send Dog the Bounty Hunter after it?"

Everybody else’s questions, I believe, stand as originally submitted.

Remember, a shadow means a bad news answer to your question, and the absence of a shadow heralds good news.  So, ready?

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Mr. Fill is smiling because he has no shadow, which means you all get good news!

Hey, Mr. Fill is crass, not crotchety.  He likes good news.

So the answers to your questions are, "Yes!  Thank goodness yes!  Yes, six sizes, and yes (though he can’t promise it will be soon)!  Another thank goodness yes!  Yes! (and Dog the Bounty Hunter, really?)  And, finally, yes!

It is important to remember that Phullabaloney Fill is never wrong.  If his predictions don’t hold true, it’s not his fault.  It just means somebody else screwed up somewhere.  Go sue them, not us.

And George, if you’re out there, Tewt the Newt says hello.

If you would like Phullabaloney Fill to help you figure out part of your adoption or life, just leave a comment or shoot us an email.  Make sure we have your blog url so we can link you up!