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.

Thursday, January 20, 2005

My mind has been in overdrive attempting to add more songs to the Vito song list. As of yet, I have nothing to contribute, but I will come up with something.

This morning I sneezed and my nose was running a liitle so I took the tissue and wiped it. After I did this, I called Joseph over to clean up his booger problem and he said, "Don't touch me." I said, "Why?" His response, "I don't want to get sick. You have diarrhea of the nose."

The other day we drove by a house under construction. It had no siding or shingles. Joseph asked where it's "skin" was. I explained that skin on a house was called siding and on the roof called shingles. A couple of days later we drove by the house. John Paul said, "Look that house has jingles." So I was looking for a house with Christmas decorations--jingle bells. Then I realized what he was trying to say was shingles. The house had now gotten shingles. It amazes me what sticks in their heads.