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.

Monday, December 01, 2008

Since Steve has joined the wonderful stalker-filled world of facebook (as himself and not as a cartoon character), it is only fair and right that I am no longer the silent shadow of Steve. No longer an enigma..but indeed a real person..I understand by departing from the shadows, I make myself open to all members of the family--and I think I am strong enough to cope..I did survive the first Thanksgiving after all..And to be honest, it was not as intimidating as telling my Jewish mother how Steve and I have decided to split up the holidays...The Jewish guilt is a much stronger force..BELIEVE ME..and yes I am allowed to make such statements as I am still a Jew by heritage..I think of it as a birthright..I paid my dues: I was batmitzvahed and confirmed in the Reform faith of Judaism (which is no easy task and not for the faint of hearts)... And although I no longer practice Judaism and have converted to the dark side of Catholicism (according to a few relatives), I cannot deny my heritage..

And to be honest, I think a part of Steve wishes I still was Jewish...although his reasoning is he just wants to break the glass by stomping on it or in his case stomp and punt like a football. This desire is quite peplexing to me considering his complete and utter distaste for anything remotely heterosexual in terms of sports..As we all know....The sad thing is---I don't have the heart to tell him this tradition only happens once in a lifetime...at a Jewish wedding ...

But I stray from the reason of this response to John's entry...I am happy to report, that after months of complaining, I have finally gotten Steve to change the ringer on his phone...A great accomplishment to say the least..I could compare such a sound to an infant crying for well over 24 hours or nails on a chalkboard...In comparison, these sounds would be pleasurable.I thought changing the ringer, Steve would be more likely to pick up.But alas, I was very wrong,he can no longer hear his phone...I should know, my phone calls are the ones he ignores most...Moral of the story, I wouldn't take Steve not picking up your calls personally...He chooses not to hear the phone....If the sound of tetris cannot prompt him to do so, I do not know what will....