Put Some Meat On It!

very stoked. just got some turkish figs from the amish market on 45th. beats the hell out of going down to whole foods and dealing with their shenanigans.

delicious shenanigans.

unfortunately, for the members of SuperExplosionGiggleFunTime, entropy is as inexorable. the leaden veil of domination dissipated this sunday on the sara d. roosevelt fields, as first-place SExGiFT relinquished the opportunity to put a third trophy in the case by forfeiting in their semifinal against fourth-place somedumbname. as the unassailable arbiter of the goal line, and the mountain upon which the two previous championships were borne, this earth-shattering occurrence comes as a mere blemish to an otherwise redoubtable ego. i think the worst part of it is that the scoreline says that we lost 0-3. fortunately, next season is next week ... or something. enjoy your circumstantial victory ... but don't drink out of the cup unless you have another one (or if you feel like drinking gold paint with your scotch).


happy father's day, pop ... sorry i'm not with you in PA. be the ball.