Sure, its always Frylock who gets lambasted for his lack of participation, but I ask you this...where are Alana, Merle, Jenia Flect, BazzukaJoe and Ree-matoid during these wonderfully bizarre times? I really want to write on the Dish so that in thirty years from now I'll know where I was when my nation became the United Socialist States of America. I'm currently trying to lobby Congress for a billion dollars to research how making the perfect ravioli...I think we can all benefit, and Matt lauer will back up the idea. So today is a little bit sad for me, I was scheduled to see a small intimate concert by an all time favorite artist of mine (and I believe of Dr. Sfingi and Bazzukajoe), the "Pope of Mope" Morrissey, but alas he fell ill at the last moment. Probably was watching the news, thats why i stopped. But the announcement makes me want to sing "I was looking for a job and then i found a job...and Heaven knows I'm miserable now. I was looking forward to a concert, and then it got called out...and heaven knows I'm miserable now" So tomorrow we're having the Orlando syndicate down to Spumoni in honor of Christian's first birthday. So indeed for the first time in a very long time there will be a reunion of the Joes and Steves in a public park...might want to call the Secretary of the Interior to be on high alert. My mother once said about us "you know they all share the same brain...whats scary is its only about the size of a peach pit" . Shes pretty funny. I think brain size is overall pretty good...its just the common sense and better judgement that sometimes fails to exist. So lets see what else is going on? I went to South beach Miami last week and realized how spoiled I am in my neighborhood where they strongly enforce picking up dog turds...not only did that place smell like a giant outhouse, walking around was like doing an army bootcamp obstacle course. Anyway, I will blog more later this weekend, may the force be with all of you. Oh yeah, late birthday wishes to Tommy Massari, I was told there was a birthday pizza eaten with Mike Gallo and Marcus Dingers in your honor...thats better than a Nobel prize if you ask me.