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.

Thursday, May 25, 2006

Thirty three years ago today there was a small disturbance in the earth's gravity field that astrophysicists refer to as a "Male Mastandrea Birth". This phenomena even affects the stock market, on this day in 1973 as my brother Joe's birth was announced, the price of shares in Cinzano Vermouth and Felippo Berio Olive Oil nearly doubled. (And they say this blog doesn't have a big impact on the world.)

Anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BAZZUKAJOE!!

We may be getting old, but at least we don't look...or act it. You know, as we approach 30 and 33 respectively was thinking of all the items you and I have broken in our lifetime. Most of which didn't exactly belong to us.
1. Basement windows ( both)
2. Mercury Sable rear windshield
3. Rear screens.
4. Basement banister.
5. Decimated the jade carpet. (unseamed on every stair and bleached)
6. The benches in the kitchen.
7. The trees in front of Paradiso's house.
8. The front teeth of Chris Grant, Billy Noonan and Broadway Joe.
9. The knob on Grandpa's old ass Zenith.
10. The garage door.
11. The Slip n Slide. (how many times was I told shorts without zippers?)
12. The statue.
13. My first record player and my first cassette player.

Theres millions more, but I gotta lock up. Then I'm gonna go watch Joe blow out 33 candles on a Kosher birthday cake.