Evening!

Now that I have more than the owner of the site as a friend, I thought I'd post a blog.  Not that I expect anyone to read it of course, but as we've seen in recent news, if I get murdered or go missing, this blog will be a hot item.

We'll it's about 1hr. 45 minutes before my show starts.  No way is T dead yet.  I believe this is the last season and it would be pretty lame if he went by way of a gunshot from demented Uncle June.  For those of you who are wondering what the F he said before he shot Tony, I scoured the HBO message boards and found that I wasn't the only one who was wondering.  Sorry to say but I've already forgotten what the first word was, but it was something "Malanga"  which meant "Kill Malanga"  who I guess was a former arch rival of his. 

Something in me has to wonder if someone put Junior up to this or if he is really off his rocker.  It's not like it's the first time he's faked losing his mind.  Just something to think about.  As I was preparing to write this, I looked up and to my horror, Cheerleader Nation was on Lifetime.  Quick switch, Stepford Wives is now on - a little better I guess.

Anyhow, word has it the 'gang' was at Foothills park last week shooting a scene.  I'll tell you, this little town has had it's share of the camera in the past few years.  First there was Michael and Kirk Douglas by the First Reformed Church (forgot what that movie was called with both of them in it), then one of the projects for last season's Apprentice was shot at the new Cedar Crest Village, and now this little Soprano's gig.  Last time they were close was Lincoln Park Airport.  I still have the picture of Jim and James Gandolfini.  It was the scene where Furio almost shoved Tony into the copter blades while they were taking a leak.  Yep, that was Lincoln Park Airport!

Well, I'll close this out for now.  Today is day 8 of no smoking.  I have my moments, but overall things are going fairly well.  If I only had a bulldozer attachment for the front of my car.  My dream is to be able to scoop up slow moving vehicles in front of me and toss them off the road.  That's when I find I miss smoking the most. 

Night!