*THIS POST IS BEING MADE BY GUEST-BLOGGER FRANK ANTHONY POLITO
Got an email in my in-box earlier this afternoon with the above subject line... Didn't recognize the address it came from (alot of numbers, followed by "vzwpix.com"), so I wasn't about to risk contaminating my kid brother's computer (which I borrowed to check my messages) with the latest virus.
About 10 minutes ago, after a grueling day of celebrating Polito family birthdays (Mom's 3.26, bro-in-law's 3.27, kid bro's 3.28) with a spare rib and chicken dinner from Metro-Detroit's finest rib joint, Chicken Shack, followed by a few rounds of Wii bowling (not as easy as you might think!), followed by a few rounds of "Finding Nemo Go Fish" (just isn't the same--"Got any Dorys?") with my nephews, I decided to give in to my curiosity and open said email message.
What did I find, you ask? A message from our Dear Kenneth: "I didn't have time to introduce u on the blog bur it looks like ur off and running. Pls post this ... wasn't on the ground five seconds before I ran into Laura Ingalls herself!"