Priceless

Nuff said! (click picture for larger view)

Piglet

This warm and sunny spot
Belongs to Pooh,
And here he wonders what
He is going to do.
Oh, bother, I forgot
It's Piglet's too.

Fractures

Proximal Fifth Metatarsal Fractures

"Stress fracture occurs predominantly in younger patients and athletes. Athletes often present early in the training season. Patients complain of pain at the base of the fifth metatarsal and may have ecchymosis and edema at the site. They usually report a prodromal period of aches and pain at the base of the fifth metatarsal while exercising or weight bearing. The prodromal period can vary from weeks to months before initial presentation."

Tart

There is nothing quite like receiving a request for more lampooning from the main subject. So I didn’t want to post this here but since he was attacking my Maxim brethren I must come forward with this bawdy photo. I will let you, the reader, make of it what you will.

Hoffa

In light of recent news I thought it would be appropriate to share this undated photo of local mobsters gathering to cement their nefarious plans. I heard that after the FBI is done in Milford Michigan they’re heading for a certain farm in Mansfield.

Boxing

Back to form, we have a lovely photo from Peter's boxing days. Oh, what form and grace.

Closet

The above photo is as disturbing to me as I'm sure it is to you. Yes, Joe finally came out of the closet (albeit a very small one). You can tell by the look on my face that I was not a happy camper to receive such shocking news. I actually had to grab one of Dante’s toy helmets to avoid the shower of platitudes.


Switching gears a bit, this is a photo from Dante’s birthday party which had an Army theme (as a side note this party was rated 4 out of 10). In this shot Joe is parading the young lads around in double time singing an age appropriate march cadence.


But wait, it seems that although all of the prepubescents are jogging with the tried and true “kick yer ass” style, their fearless leader (Joe) has chosen a less manly gait. What’s up with that???

Vertebrae

Due to the overwhelming requests I have received I’m posting this once again. For those of you not in the know, it is of course the left lateral view of the vertebrae of President James A. Garfield as photographed in 1881.

Galban

I'm sorry this is rushed but I only had a little time to make a side trip for this photo of our friend Clemens (Timothy) Suarez Galban.

Don't forget to drop him an email at clemens.galban@katolsk.no

Churchill

Unfortunately, I will be out of the office until Thursday so in the meantime please enjoy this fine portrait of Sir Winston Churchill who I now quote:

“Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.”

Movie

Great news! I think I might have found the director I’m looking for. This fellow looks like he could really take the material in a new direction. I was able to grab a quick photo of him while he was pitching the script to me last night over dinner at L'il Peach. This guy has vision! I think we just might have a blockbuster on our hands! Very exciting indeed. I ran the whole thing by a close friend of mine who turned 8 today (WOOT!) and he didn't quite know what to make of it:

Code

As some of you know, I’m just about ready to go to print with my new novel the Detrolio Code and I couldn’t be more excited. As described by the editors at amazing.com:

"A murder in the silent after-hour halls of the Attleboro Industrial museum reveals a sinister plot to uncover a secret that has been protected by a clandestine society since the days of Lincoln. The victim is a high-ranking agent of this ancient society who, in the moments before his death, manages to leave gruesome clues at the scene that only his granddaughter, noted telephone masseuse Soya Never, and Peter Detrolio, a famed toenail collector, can untangle. The duo become both suspects and detectives searching for not only Never's grandfather's murderer but also the stunning secret of the ages he was charged to protect. Mere steps ahead of the authorities and the deadly competition, the mystery leads Never and Detrolio on a breathless flight through Spain, France, England, and Little Rhody. Jass (Pickles and Pipes) has created a page-turning thriller that also provides an amazing interpretation of Western history. Jass's hero and heroine embark on a lofty and intriguing exploration of some of Western culture's greatest mysteries--from the nature of the Peter's wardrobe to the secret of Peter's own code of ethics. Though some will quibble with the veracity of Jass's conjectures, therein lies the fun. The Detrolio Code is an enthralling read that provides rich food for thought."

I think I might look around for a director worthy to bring this fine tale to the big screen. I’ll keep you all posted.

Friends

I came home last night and found one of Peter’s old friends drunk on my doorstep demanding to know where Peter was and why he hadn’t blogged yet. As you can see from this quick photo that I was able to take, he wasn’t happy. I thought, as I looked into his eyes whilst trying to shake him sober, I could see what was really making him so hopping mad. After a couple cups of coffee together I called a cab and sent him home, but boy I was still in a cold sweat from what I thought I saw in his eyes. I’m sorry to you all but I had to share this story.

Ode to the carrot

Ah, the carrot.
A traveler´s gift, you ooze not.
Your strong color brightens my seated world,
Your crunch diturbs my neighbor.
In 3rd world countries, your size is filling, not gaudy.

Edible until six months pass,
Tannins, mild,
Undertones reminiscent of
clover honey and wheat on a
Thursday,
Picked by a young peasant girl whose name must have started with ¨R¨

Because I feel it.
In my teeth.

You quell me.

From the shoebox...

Peter and family at da pig roast


Spidey (Joe) and Annette having a good time


A rare picture of the neighborhood Easter bunny (Mike)


One of the local kids we pay to shovel snow