Wow. I remember the balloons. They once filled the space behind the xmas tree prior to Dick "almost room temperature" Clark declaring the new year. That memory brings back something that traumatized me when i was about 7. As I recall I was sitting next to the steam pipe. A frighteneing place to be. Why is it so damn hot. ANYWAY.... My mom gave me a party popper to fire at midnight and when i did i happened to be standing adjacent to Sir Jack of Lanyo and it tore his tympanic membrane to shreds causing him to shriek and writhe in pain. It resembled a seizure without the foaming. I was never the same.

I believe we will be entering several new terms as brought to us from Uncle Philly Bert

Today I witnessed some things that were very interesting. I shall begin with a brief description of the participants.
Uncle Philly....orders the shrimpfeest and likes pig ears with pimp steak. "its all horsemeat"
& Aunt Christina......must approve all matters involving previous participant.
Sadie ....stand in for throw mamma from the train. needs only 1 finger to test octopus. Cannot spell -S-H-I-T-
& Nino .........Very tan. Very bushy stash. able catch octopus with 1 hand.
Pietro ....very high pants & able eat octopus without using his hands
& Rosalie...not good with the camera.
Andy......wardrobe malfunction
& Marie.....experienced with the bowstick and nunchucks
My parents & Jessica and myself.
They boiled an octopus and ate it. They tore that thing apart like turkey on thanksgiving in bangladesh. I was told try it you'll like it they say it tastes like rubberbands. Very Enticing.
I will give more tomorrow.

A Note
All thoughts are with Uncle Joe. He is getting bypass surgery tomorrow. A little leaky plumbing. We all wish him the best. Your in our prayers.