Pets, Food, Hobbies, and Recreation

Are Ferrari GTB great investments for the future. I remember Gustan Cho telling me about the two classic Ferrari to invest in. The Ferrari Testarossa and the Ferrari 599 GTB.

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Chase helped himself to ice cream 🍦 while I was mowing. He knows how to open the refrigerator door. He better not have the shits.

Mowing everyday. Keeps raining here and grass won’t stop growing. Landscapers on furlough until I get caught up on mortgage and thanks to Biden’s Bidenomics, Inflation, and high labor costs. I am ruining my John Deere tractor. Using up tons of Diesel ⛽️. May need to get some goats 🐐 😬 🤔 or some potheads to smoke 🚬 up my grass. Hate mowing. I will probably be mowing all summer ☀️

Budget cuts.

I would like to thank my middle finger for sticking up for me and always there when I need it.

I am a pizza! Caio! I came to this country from humble beginnings, not sure exactly where or when. But, I know I am Italian by birth, somewhere in the south, maybe Naples or Rome. I’m a simple dish made from flour, tomatoes, and cheese; yes, I have evolved and morphed into something entirely different.

Many other countries claim I am theirs; that’s because they all have flatbread with some cheese and tomatoes. I’ll tell you what I wasn’t born with: pepperoni, pineapple, and other toppings. No pepperoni in Italy; it’s soppressata, an Italian sausage.

Gennaro Lombardi was the first Italian to introduce me to America. I grew up on the Lower East Side of Manhattan, 23 1/2 Spring Street in Little Italy, a block away from Mulberry Street. I’m still here after 120 years. He took his recipe from Naples, Italy. Although pizza varies from Italian province to Italian province, I’m still basically the same.

Roman makes oval pizza, Naples’s pizza is round, and Sicilian pizza is square. Now we have thin-crust and deep-dish pizza. New York pizza is different from Italy; in New York, you walk down the street with the pizza folded and olive oil dripping down your arm. The only toppings I’m okay with are anchovies, olives, oregano, and red pepper. I don’t need much; fresh basil is nice to make a Margarita pizza. This pizza displays the color of the Italian flag, red, green, and white.

I really think I am the most popular food in the United States. Lots of countries take credit for me. I was called focaccia, just a flatbread, 2000 years ago. I have seen many things in my life. Did I ever tell you the time I first witnessed wine being discovered? I mean, what goes better with pizza than red wine.

So, I’m lying around just cooling off after just coming out of the oven, waiting to be devoured. All of a sudden, these Romans start throwing all these discarded pieces of fruit, mostly grapes, into a huge terra cotta vat in the corner. After a few days, it began to stink! It smelled like rotten eggs, which I learned was H2S, Hydrogen Sulfide. Whatever gave the Roman Centurian the idea to drink it? I thought for sure he would get sick and vomit. Instead, he suddenly turns to address the Roman Senate and says, “It needs more time.” Two weeks later, the rotting fruit turned into my favorite beverage – wine.

The same was true for cheese years ago; you encourage this mold to grow. The mold is yeast and is cultured into cheese. Many kinds of cheese really stink, so my question always was, “How do you know when cheese is bad?” You can just cut the mold off and eat the rest. I prefer “muzzarella,” aka mozzarella, made from Italian buffalo. The fresher, the better. Yes, I know “muzz” is hard to melt; that’s why the oven is over 1000 degrees.

I love when olive oil is drizzled over me; it tickles! The olive oil simmers, the cheese melts, and the tomatoes are cooked. Boy, do I smell good! I don’t even feel the pizza cutter slice through me. I am a pizza! I am round, square, and oval. Any way they make me; I am a pizza! Bon Appetite!

Are early 1970s C-3 Convertible Corvettes great investments.

I think the C-8 Corvettes are hands down the best buy of the century. The C-8 Corvettes Corvertible are so sharp and priced for a fraction than its Italian exotic car countertparts. I really do not know what the price is on C-8 Corvettes but gave up looking for one because at one time, the C-8 corvette was selling $40,000 or more about its $70,000 msrp. Does anyone have any more information about the latest prices on the C-8 Corvettes? Are Corvettes a good investment?

I’m not sure where to post this, religion, pets, or hobbies.

Sex before marriage is a sin, unless you do it doggy-style, all dogs go to heaven.

Peter Arcuri is a professional writer and author of four books. Peter Arcuri and his wife Doreen live in Florida. Born and raised in New York, Peter Arcuri is a man of many talents and is a consultant to many entrepreneurs and businesses including GCA Group and its subsidiary partners. Peter Arcuri is also a member of GCA Mortgage Forums and a contributer to the news division of Gustan Cho Associates and third party editor for all GCA Group websites and social media platforms. Here’s a Video by Peter Arcuri tge singing Wine Guy   https://youtu.be/RG1H-KkxwpQ?si=isq4xrXbFNmUTZ87

My family told me to get help with my drinking…so I hired a bartender.

Here’s a short prank racist joke

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Here’s a funny comedy short from the Johnny Carson show

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I thought I’d start boxing again, but one round with Doreen set me straight.

Here’s a funny clip

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Cheeseburger in paradise by the late Jimmy Buffet, no relationship to Mr. Bill Burger-King @Bill Burg is one of all time favorites.

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Here’s Willie Nelson funny clip with Steve Colbert

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We love WILLIE!! 🤠 ♥️ | Broken Spoke | brokenspokeaustintx · Original audio

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How many is too many shoes? My husband asked me this question and I was dumbfounded! What do you think?

Back in the day, a long time ago, we had a band called The Hinges, we used to open for the Doors.

The most misunderstood wine

I love steak on the grill, New York Strips, Rib-Eye, all of them and cooked medium rare. Or favorite steak house is Bern’s in Tampa, not only are the steaks cooked to perfection they have a desert room with old Madeiras, Cognacs and Ports that’s where I get into trouble.

I went to the toy store the other day to get me granddaughters a doll. They had a Muslim woman talking doll! She didn’t say much so I stared at her for awhile and I was scared shit to pull the string!

I hear the government is installing chips in everyone, that’s cool as long as mine are Doritos.

I am a 1970 Cherry Red Chevy Camaro Convertible that has been stored in the back of a garage from the day I was purchased new. I cost $3,000 back in the day, the dream car of most red-blooded American boys. The young man who purchased me died in Vietnam later that year. The sadness I felt when I heard the news was overwhelming. He took me out only once, with his girlfriend, for a drive with my top down and four on the floor. We were the envy of everyone. It was a wonderful ride with James and Cathy; I can still hear their laughter. James had a hardy laugh. He thought about returning to his girlfriend and me with hopes of starting a new future. Unfortunately, life doesn’t always turn out the way we plan. I wonder what happened to Cathy?

His parents never got over their loss, and I was a painful reminder of their loving son. So, here I sat for 50 years. The parents thought many times of selling me. However, I was the last thing their son bought before being deployed. Both parents have passed, and my future is questionable. There are no grandchildren to pass the car on to, so I am being sold at an auction. I hear I’m worth a pretty penny.

James, my original owner, has a brother, Tom, who will handle the auction and the proceeds. He has mixed feelings about selling me. He’d rather keep me, but the old house and garage are being sold, and I have nowhere to go. The burlap tarp that covers me in the garage has kept me rust-free. I long to be started and hear the roar of my 350 cubic inches V8 engine with 375 horsepower. I need to blow out my carburetor and breathe life into me once again. I can go from zero to sixty in seven seconds and hit a quarter-mile in fifteen seconds at ninety-four miles per hour; not too shabby!

It will be a closed auction with bids submitted quietly. The highest bid will not necessarily win me. Tom is requesting a letter to accompany the silent bid. Tom wants me to go to a nice, caring family that will keep his brother’s memory alive. He doesn’t want me to be sold to a spoiled kid who will race me and never maintain me. I do not want to be pimped out with spoilers or painted racing stripes. I am a classic and should remain so!

Tom has received dozens of letters with bids; it will take some time to read and figure out who is who. One bid was $80,000! Can you believe that? However, the letter didn’t sit well with Tom; they wanted me for Hollywood. I’m from South Carolina; why would I want to go to Hollywood? They want to paint and repaint me according to the needs of the movie and race me in car chases. Tom declined the offer. Another bid was almost as high as $75,000, but the letter was from a rich guy who wanted to give me to his son for graduating high school. I don’t want any privileged kid owning me. High school kid, racing me with his pals, I don’t think so.

After reading a dozen or more letters, Tom was getting frustrated with the responses. One letter was totally absurd. They offered $3000, my purchase price. Are you serious! I’m worth 20 times that. Tom didn’t even read the letter; he just discarded it with the rest of the letters he felt didn’t meet the bill. Foolish man; he was 50 years old, not too well off with money, and wanted me, really? What use would he have for me, just showing off as he went through his mid-life crisis?

Another letter was a sob story of how a guy had the same car back in the day and felt he needed this car because it was owed to him. Tom had it with all these phony letters. He placed them all in a box and put them on my front seat. Where was I going? What was my future?

One letter fell from the box, it was the offer for $3000, which Tom never read. I noticed an old black and white photo of a young girl and baby boy. The boy’s name was James. Tom didn’t make the connection, well, not yet, anyway.

The silent auction went according to schedule, all the letters were read, and Tom was just about to make his decision when he noticed an older woman in the back of the room. She was accompanied by a man. I’d say the man was about 50 years old. Tom peered into the eyes of both of them and began to cry. The auction was momentarily stopped so Tom could compose himself. Tom raced back to me and opened the box of rejected letters. He rifled through the letters, and the black and white photo fell out. He stared hard and deep at the picture, the boy resembled his brother James, and the young girl was Cathy! His mind raced with thoughts of 50 years ago. Could this possibly be Cathy and his nephew!

The auction resumed, and Tom made his decision on who would take me home. He read the letter that he once quickly discarded:

Tom,

You may not remember me, I was James’ girlfriend Cathy back in 1970, and this is his son, James. My love for your brother never ceased. I kept my secret long enough. I didn’t want to burden your family. They were grieving too much. We were in love. The only time James and I road in the car was that one time. We vowed our love that day. I was three months pregnant when I heard he was killed in Vietnam. I was so lost that I even thought about an abortion. I needed a memory of my true love and kept his son. There is nothing left for my son to remember his dad. I’m an old lady now and raised James Jr. by myself. I’m not looking for money, just a memory.

Thank you,

Cathy

Tom began to cry. He was in total shock. He ended the auction by stating: We found the buyer! Everyone left after hearing who won. A frail woman was led by a middle-aged man to the podium from the back of the auditorium. Tom hugged and kissed Cathy as well as his nephew.

He gladly handed the keys over to her and refused the money for me. “This is the home for James’ Camaro.” As they opened my doors to enter and started to drive away, I felt I was born again; I could feel this spirit of James. I could almost hear his hardy laugh. He was alive within all of us.

Want to congratulate Stephen LaFlamme on his new addition to his family, Pepper. Beautiful pup and well deserved. No doubt Pepper will have a lifelong safe and great home. Here’s a note from Steve LaFlamme:

I just got Pepper, standard size merl colored labradoodle. I couldn’t pass on this one.

Chase and his canine brothers and sisters are enjoying the afternoon out on the deck.

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Kevin Hart is one of the funniest comedians today

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Poor Kevin... #kevinhart #dwaynejohnson #jimmyfallon #viral #fyp | | live_n_moments · Original audio

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Do you enjoy wine? Of course you do! Do you know why? Do you pay attention to wine speak? So many frauds out there that think they know wine. The aroma reminds of wet dog, with a lingering mouth feel that’s tastes like… you can fill in the rest. Many people talk dry, but drink sweet. Yes, most wine drinkers enjoy reds, I enjoy all of them they all have a place at the table. From a Romanee Conte to a white Zinfandel. And screw the theory of white wine only with fish. If I’m grilling salmon it’s a Pinot noir all the way. Okay, enough for know if you want to learn more let’s chat. By the way I’ve been drinking wine since I was seven. I’m Italian after all. I studied viticulture, grew grapes, made wine, won medals. Taught home wine making I am a sommelier or a better description, A Wine Guy, a moniker I have had for years. For more information about me let’s talk.

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