EASTERish, 2008

So my buddy Luca and I go to the mall with our respective moms. We play, we get some lunch, it's all good.

And then my mom says something about meeting "the Easter bunny". I'm thinking, "sure, sounds cute, I'd love to meet the fuzzy little guy".

Cut to:




I'll tell you one thing: I don't care what they say, I'm not going anywhere near Santa Claus.

GREETINGS FROM FLAH-RIDA!


Here's me and grandpa Cliffy


....and Uncle Paulie from Noo Yawk.


And here's me and my Nan (aka: my twin).


...and here's my Auntie Sofie.


(I'm not sure where we connect in the family tree, but I sure hope that growing-hair-all-over-your-body thing isn't genetic).