I ended up making my annual pilgrimage to the Sorrento Cheese Italian Heritage Festival on Hertel. It was a pretty descent time as I ate way too much and I purposely starved myself before going. I for some reason did get kind of sucked in to the bocce tournament but also unlike me I ended up watching the Italian Idol contest.

Here are some really bad pics of all the contestants.

























I was standing in back and these guys caught my attention, they were kind of like a crude working class version of Edgar Bergen and Mortimer Snerd. They were actually making half way descent comments about the contestants but also some off color ones about others.






St Anthony (Maybe I should start praying to him to find my lost girlfriend ;-))



This year I topped it off with Clams from the Lobsterhut






And of course there is the after in which I arrainge the shells in some sort of orderly fashion.

For some reason heading to the Chester's tent @ the Taste of Buffalo is always a ritual for me. I ended up stopping by on Sunday again for a quick bite to eat before I ended up hopping over to Canada and other things.

This totally came to me as a shock tonight

He always had a crazy energy, especially when you engaged him in conversation. I think I requested Anna's a Speed Freak by Pure once at the old Kingdom in Burlington after shooting the shit with him back in the late 90's. He reminded me of some old dude @ the Pink that still picked up 21 year olds even though he was in his 40's, some guys have that passionate edge but unfortunately in his case it may have been his downfall.

This economy is crazy, even though he was downsized back in May I seriously thought he was on some vacation or something. It's just also kind of creepy that he wrote his suicide note as a facebook update.

Earlier today, Martin Streek updated his Facebook status message with words that sound so ominous now. This, it turns out, is Martin's farewell to the world.

So...I guess that's it...thanks everyone...I'm sorry to those I should be sorry to, I love you to those that I love, and I will see you all again soon (not too soon though)... Let the stories begin.

Wow I feel so old as so much as he was so much a part of my life every Friday, Saturday and sometimes Sunday. I will always going up to The Kingdom in Burlington on Friday's; the couple of times I went to the Phoenix and the Sunday's @ Whiskey Saigon were some of the kick ass times in my life as I did score a VIP card from an ex of mine for a year once. Now even if I didn't manage to go up there it always pumped me up to hear the stuff on the live to air shows that they never played at all during the week. The Ministry, Skinny Puppy, Sisters of Mercy and nowadays Killswitch Engage. Although the shows have gone on for the most part since he was let go from the station in May, it's not going to be the same as I've been listening to him for 20 years. He won't ever reappear on some other station like Chris Sheppard and give me a change to think my opinion.

You'll be missed Martin :'-(

Yea, I had no need to fight traffic or fight for a spot on a grass lawn. I just watched as these rich people in Wheatfield entertained themselves with their own contraband fireworks this year.

Ok, I'll stop by the Starbucks on Elmwood at 7 tomorrow.