All THE RIGHT GEAR ALL THE TIME!

I was mowing the lawn at dusk, because it’s about 100 degrees cooler than it was that afternoon. I wore shorts and tennis shoes.

When I inadvertently kicked a snake, better than him getting hit by the mower blades I guess, but it touched my bare leg, so gross!

So this perfectly illustrates the biker safety motto, All The Right Gear All The Time.

What the Harley does this have to do with mowing lawns?

Well, had I been wearing my Harley Davidson kick ass, yet super cute with a little trashy bling on the side, but still made from half inch thick leather from the hide of a former rodeo bull known as the widow maker that come half way up my calf and cost more than the lawn mower, I would of stood my ground with said snake.  

"Come on you slithery M-Fer let’s see what ya got?"

But I was wearing tennis shoes and shorts so I cried and ran inside. 

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Breaking Cats

Hey there family and friends,

Welp, it took 6 months but we are back in our home in Deltona Fl. We just spent a marathon week of painting and cleaning that is just the beginning. 

I am not sure what the renters we had we're doing in here to cause the odor that so far has taken 2 bottles of bleach, 2 1/2 days of scrubbing walls, and really every freaking surface in the house, 10 gallons of ceiling paints, 10 gallons of wall paint, new flooring, threw away every set of blinds on the windows, thinking about replacing the refrigerator and dishwasher all together, but we are out of money at this point, and trying to figure out how to get the soot off the screen porch roof, because yes they really did grill INSIDE THE SCREEN PORCH. 

And yet the smell, although greatly diminished persists.  

I can only conclude that either the 2 unauthorized cats that lived here or the 2 unauthorized roommates who lived here, or the expressly forbidden smoking in the house, as evidenced by the burn holes in the linoleum floors in the bathroom, that will have to be replaced later, has caused the as yet not wholly identifiable said oder.

Scott thinks the 2 cats might have been cooking meth.

IT’S BEEN A SLICE

Flappers Comedy Club is crowded, but not for a comedian, for a reading from Jon D’Amore’s book about his mob family, THE BOSS ALWAYS SITS IN THE BACK. Jon is funny and charming and they’re all here for him; friends, family and celebrities, “except for the ones that are gone or in jail,” he says with a sly grin. He would have written the book sooner, he said, “But I had to wait till at least three guys were dead!”

Jon grew up in Jersey at first shunning the mob. In 1999 he came to L.A. to write. He’s been a musician, reporter, and author of six screen plays. I asked if his catch phrase, It’s Been a Slice, came from his family’s business, Patsy D’Amore’s Pizza in the Farmers market? He smiles, “It came from a film I like; SERIAL.”

His book opens with a brief history of the mob in Jersey, including his Godfather Jerry; one of the guys who had to pass before Jon could tell this tale. Jon says he had to write this book “because the story needed to be told.” It’s important to show respect for family and the book is a link to the culture of honor and respect he was raised in. In fact before Jerry died, Don put a recorder by his bed so Jerry could tell his story.

So you wanna know why THE BOSS ALWAYS SITS IN THE BACK, or how Jon ended up in the desert with a gun to his head? How he helped out-smart the cops, earned the nickname The Kid? Again that grin, “You gotta buy the book.” It reveals why one smokes a joint at eight a.m.... because it’s too early for a martini, but Jon did answer the question, “Did you ever kill anybody?” He laughs heartily, “First of all... No! And if I did... NO!” 

Check out Jon's book here: Clickthe boss always sits in the