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, February 13, 2005

Okay, we did it: with Guido at our sides (to lend moral support? to laugh his ass off?) we took Da Chimpz out to Nassau Coliseum today to see the monster trucks. It was hysterical. The first time I saw those big-wheeled machines jump the row of cars I howled. Even better, Mojo clapped and pumped his fists. Now that was interesting to see. Even more surprising was the crowd: no mullets. Well, one that I saw. No rock-concert jerseys. Just lots of NFL apparel and families -- kids screaming for more.

Of course, the rigged "competition" resulted in a victory for Gravedigger -- but not before they hauled out an old car so it could be "eaten" by a mechanical "dragon" that drove out and chewed the thing up in the semi-darkness. Alane, Guido and I thought it was very cheesey; the boys thought it was top quality entertainment.