At this point someone should be telling Carmine to go take a cold shower

Somehow during sleepytime (which was nearly 11 hours, thanks to a horrid sudden backache and multiple applications of Aleve) the name Ed Marinaro* (of Laverne and Shirley fame**) popped into my head, seemingly out of the blue, but only after arriving as Ed Maraschino. It had something to do with watching football and a contest. Like, Enter now to watch the NFL playoffs with Ed Marinaroschino!

Then I became conscious of what I was thinking and giggled.

Come to think of it, shouldn’t he have been

the Big Ragu, not this guy?

Volare!

(Ew, this might be one of the worst websites ever.

What did Carmine Ragusa ever do you to, yellow?)

I bet there were sauce fights when Marinaro joined the L&S crew. "You're runny and full of tomato chunks!" Eddie Mekka would spit, spotting as he spun toward his new rival, arms pulled in tight against his chest. "At least I don't come in a JAR!" Marinaro would retort, swinging a concrete block as he ducked a pointed-toe leg swing aimed at his head by the dance king.

*He played football for Cornell, apparently with
some finesse, and I recently saw his name somewhere.

**you know you don’t know him from anything else!***
***except OK maybe Hill Street if you watched it with your Dad

apparently he was quite the comic relief.
A real Iago, if you will.

Hey, look, it's Downtown Julie Brown!