The title has nothing to do with the textual post here, but refers to the pose of Maya Rose. Yes, that was a pre-meditated rhyme. I’m a lyrical gangsta.....or maybe not....How pretty are Michelle’s eyes (and the rest of her face, but particularly her eyes) in this picture? Here is to hoping the Maya gets those puppies.
Right, so not much happened this week. I was in beautiful Edison, New Jersey. The armpit of New York. Not much was there, so my co-worker, Joanna, and I ended up heading into the Big Apple for some entertainment. We checked out Chinatown and all of its wares (mostly crap) and ate in Little Italy, where you couldn’t go two store fronts without seeing a Soprano’s T-Shirt. $30 to park after 7:00 for 2 hours, gotta love it....ouch.
Daddy missed his girls and was looking forward to seeing them both Thursday night.