Carry-oaky On Wednesday we went to Toto Music Studio in Koreatown for an evening of ear-shattering off-key hijinks. What fun! I learned three things from our private karaoke room: I can’t sing, my friends can’t sing, and the Beatles apparently have six pages of songs to help us prove it. Going to Philly this weekend. I have not been there since I was but a lad, so I am looking forward to it. We are going to eat cheesesteak and curse out opposing football fans. Isn’t that what people do there? Oh, I guess I forgot to mention… I am going to be an uncle! For Christmas my sister announced that her and her new husband are expecting a baby. My mother was pleased and so was I. It takes the pressure off of me to produce (legitimate) grandchildren. I think she is due this summer (correct me if I am wrong), so I will keep you all updated. I am sure you are frikkin’ thrilled.
By the way, this post is dedicated to Tanya, whom I do not know. She correctly chastised me on Jared’s blog for posting there and not here. I am ashamed.