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, April 13, 2008

We got hooked up with some really great seats for today's Indians-Athletics games at Jacob's Field -- which they now call Progresso Field. But no soup. And today, with temperatures in the 30s, we could've used a nice bowl of hot soup. Gametime was pushed out for about an hour due to wet weather, and we were only a couple of innings into the game when the snow started.

But we'd dressed warmly, getting Da Chimpz into full snow-suit gear. Which still wasn't enough. By the fourth inning Mojo told us his feet were frozen and I couldn't very well argue with him since mine were too. We headed home shortly thereafter and got the meatballs rolling. Then I was off to the Cub Scout Committee meeting at the bar in town (convenient!). Now everyone's asleep and I'm next.

We eagerly await tales from Far East. That Bazzukajoe, he's Big in Japan.