Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Apparently Chazz Palminteri Has Taken Up Residence in My Home

Yesterday morning, as my daughter called to me from her room in a hoarse voice made coarser by a restless night and a stubborn cold, I hurried to her room before she might also rouse her still sleeping brother.

As I was about to open the door, her voice, resembling something straight out of Goodfellas, remarked:

"And you.....all that hummin' for nuthin'!"

As confused as I was curious, I slowly opened the door to find the object of her scorn: the cool mist vaporizer, which had done little to alleviate her sore throat and relentless cough.

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