So Jessica and I went to a wedding last night and as we walk into the reception hall there was an ambient scent. Could have been incense, could be moth balls, whatever. All i know is that the scent immediately put me in a different place. I found myself in the Lanyo House on 38th street standing in front of the dueling organs. I could see them. It was rather strange and i wanted to know the scent but that was a fruitless quest. Has that ever happened to you John? Like Aunt Rosina's house most definitely is tomato sauce but with a little something more.
Something I noticed in Los Angeles, lots of dogs. It was a social excursion for thier male owners. And that sall thier was, it intrigued me as to whether the dogs were gay as well or in the very least male.
Well i'll have to go now, Young Frankenstein is on. One of the greatest movies ever made.... What hump?