Every year, since I was a kid, my Dad left a bunny trail of chocolate candy from my bedroom to the living room on Easter Morning. This year was no different. Even though I’m not a kid anymore, my father can’t help but spoil me and surprise me every Easter Sunday and in a myriad of other ways on the other days of the year. I chose wonderful parents. Thanks for being a big kid and for being the best, Dad. Love you :)
My first friend, Frank Celenza, has his own fabulous show called “Frankie Cooks” (!!!). He recently one an Emmy (!!!!!!!!!) AND my uncle recently saw his ad on a subway (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!). It’s been a banner month for my good friend. Before he becomes huge, become an early adaptor and check him out on Wednesday nights, 9:30 PM on NYC life
In a world where Olivia is tired, she makes some ice coffee. She may also eat a little bit of a bagel, because she happens to be hungry as well. That bagel may get dunked in her ice coffee, even though that’s disgusting. She happens to like the way moistened bread tastes and no one else is around to see her be gross. Will Olivia lick her bagel plate once the pastry is done? Or will she put it in the dishwasher and sacrifice the delicious, remnant soggy crumbs in exchange for a shred of dignity?
Attention LA. You’ve had a lot of Weather Victories this year, but we won this round, My Friend
::drops the mic::