Enough with the Walt Whitman. I always remember Joe Shtrimps quoting whitman and telling our american literature professor "What i think walt meant by blow bugle blow was that he likes music" She simply turned her head and went on to the next student. Convincing herself such utter ridiculousness had never occured.

How about Kenny Um , we called him flat face because he was. He cried a lot. I remember Steve Capone rubbing Kenny Ums face and singing smoooooth. How about Trans Am Paul, Gay J.J. or Jay Douche. They never seemed the least bit odd at the time but looking back now there was probably something not right with most people on Marisa Circle. The burdges? or how about the rabbit people? I never understood why we called them rabbit people? OR Clint Eastwood? Wow marisa was a strange place. Ask Uncle Vee he'll tell you all about Chima.

So i moved into a much bigger apartment this weekend. I took off from thursday and by sunday i still had shit in that apartment. Where did it all come from? Evey time we thought we were done there was osmething else. I thank all those that sweat and toiled to move my huge furniture. I wonder if someone captured on video the spectacle of us maneuvering this oak behemoth down the stairs and be oh so gentle and not scratching a wall or staining the carpet. There was actually quite a crew at my house and there was still room to move. I would like to thank all that lent a strong arm in moving my stuff. Ree that vacuumed and moved every small detail in every room and was always trying to figure out what the discussion was about downstairs, lack of productivity and no sense of urgency. I thank the Orlando Sev's for making the trip. As well as Steve and his hand cart. Patty and Heidi Ho made the trip as well with the new addition Angelina. All we were missing was the Caravella's, for some reason you can never having a moving party without them.

And the toilets in my new apartment are amazing. I a convinced that with teh proper motion i could possibly flush a small animal or a sweater down the toilet. And tpo my dismay and disgust i was not the first person to drop a deuce inmy new apt. I wasn't even the second. Bahhhh. Just wait. I WILL WAIT FOR THE RIGHT MOMENT TO AVENGE MY PRIDE.

So Jessica's mom came by tonight to help clean the old apartment. She was mopping away when we noticed she was wearing 2 different shoes. Very different. A Brown one and a Black one. If you know Diane you know this is a beautiful thing and this will be the what we make fun of for a long time. She actually went to her new job and had 2 meetings with the unmatched pair. Almost as funny as Steve putting Vin sneakers on the wrong feet.