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.

Saturday, October 01, 2005

Today we celebrated Alane's birthday by driving out to a farm and putting everyone to work. We walked through a corn maze. Picked apples. Stumbled through a giant pumpkin patch.

On the way back we stopped to eat at Gordo's (oohhh, yeaaaahhh). We haven't been there in years -- even when we lived in Valhalla we weren't exactly regulars, but the BBQ is still pretty good.

Tonight we ate cake with all the Petronio's. Guido blew the shofar, signalling the sacredness of the holiday. (Okay, it was an airhorn... and he was just trying to startle us... and those attempts were successful.)

Next week: Uncle Floyd. I can't find my pin (the one I got when I saw his show at Brooklyn College in 1981; the same pin Joey Ramone wears in the Rock and Roll High School video). I must find that pin. I must find that pin!