Legend has it that Little Vito once used a cucumber to accost a couple of mortadella... but that was in Vegas, and what happens there, you know...

Frylock and I chatted today about how this blog covers the highs and the lows of life. Everything from the dirty details of a rip-roaring night of drunken debauchery to the pathetic portrait of a man sitting alone in his kitchen, wearing just boxers and a wife-beater, eating leftover chicken from a pot.

It's not any one anecdote that matters -- it's how we span the gamut!

And I was so pleased to find today that the Morrissey Random Lyric Generator is still up and running. I remember laughing over that thing back in the Law Journal days. Gosh, that was almost 10 years ago. Is the Web really that old?

Wow.