The Iceman paid a visit to Brownies 23 East on Saturday and was exactly what I expected. My friend Kevin bailed on his plan to wear a leather jacket with “Word to your Mother” written on the back, but we had a pretty good time anyway. At one point I accidently smashed my head into a TV, but I’m fine. You can’t expect to see fallen superstars at mediocre Villanova bars and come away unscathed.
The Sopranos season finale was depressing and I wish they would have addressed more plotlines, but it will be interesting to see how Tony handles himself without the guidiance of the women in his life (Carmella, and Dr. Melfi).
Are there any pro-global warming politicians?