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, March 19, 2006

Woke up, looked at my watch, and decided that six o'clock wasn't too early to get up. So I brushed my teeth, came downstairs and started making coffee. On the computer, I saw that Vito IM'ed me this link last night -- and yes, the linked material lives up to Vito's scrupulous standards of humor. A dog that barks and craps... and sings! In Italian! About crap!

Anyway, I'm not sure when I first noticed that it wasn't really six o'clock. I had misread the time by an hour. So now I'm sitting here in a dark and mostly empty living room, drinking coffee and singing to myself: "Abbaia e caca!" While the town sleeps.