Because there's no such thing as too much cheese. Unrolling the braciole of consciousness; shaping the meatball of life. Because everything is funny; you just need to view it from the proper angle. Good for cats. Made in Poland. Because everything is like a hat. You know how those gorillas can be... Very unforgiving.

Sunday, September 12, 2004

Looks like Ivan won't be knocking on the door of Spumoni South. Now, if they'd just get the power back up -- maybe this blog would awake from its slumber.

Summer's not quite over, but I've been sensing that inevitability. Went out this morning to ride the bike (the jogging I do every other day is starting to wreck my knee) and had to wear a sweatshirt.

Still lots of standing water in the grass. That was some crazy rain we had last week.

Today is Tuckahoe Day! The mayor will be out by the train station giving pony rides. Or something like that. We'll take the boys over in a little bit. I don't think Smashmouth will be performing at this particular event. But I wish they would.