In the Name of Love!

I was inspired to write this piece by a friend whom is having a singles mixer. I think she is doing a great thing. However, I would call it HOOK UP FOR THE HOLIDAYS!

There are so many wonderful people out there looking for the Love of their life. Looking for people sans baggage! Look at this stage of the game you should just be happy if they have a messenger bag and not a trunk..

But I am a believer in believing! I believe that your Love is out there if you just have the patience and the faith to believe!!!!  So here it goes…

Oh my God! I am so happy! I can’t believe it. I never thought I could feel this way. I am so much in love  ~ ~ ~ ~      AGAIN?

How does this happen? I mean at times I suppose that people can misrepresent them selves. But at some point we have to take responsibility for being married to the fantasy. And stop loving the fiction but rather realizing the facts.

You find yourself going from one disaster relationship to another. And you even fool yourself into believing that you learned from the last one. So you create this façade of wisdom attached to your decision, just so your friends will support your madness.

Friends are great like that. Even if they think you are out of your mind they will say. O M G – I am soooo happy for you. Then they will call all your mutual friends and say – OK – are ya ready? She’s in love again!!

Yup and he has all the same qualities that all the rest did…

Now don’t get me wrong. It’s not wrong to want to be loved and share your dreams and passions and have a partner that you can build a life with.

But it can’t be with everyone you meet. And it can’t be with people that need fixing and it can’t be with dysfunctional addictive personalities.

As Sonny from a Bronx Tale said” You have three great one’s in your life”! Your first love, just so you have an expectation of things to come. Your second, because now you really know how to make love and have an understand of the meaning of dysfunction.

 And you’re third, because you have the wisdom from your past to know that this one will count!

Actually, I paraphrased! Sonny said something like that.

And how many people take the time to really get to know someone anymore? I believe it’s a lost art! And yet how many times do you hear, it was fine when we first met. But after a while I started seeing all these things?. Even when we see a red flag we can turn it into mauve.

 Perhaps if you took the time to really get to know someone you would not always wind up in a place where you are hurt or disappointed or worse -devastated.

We just jump right in and like 6 weeks later while you are having coffee with Mr. Goodbar- you look and say  ~ ~ what the hell am I doin with this mess???  O  M  G  …….

Is your motive a lust driven proposition? Which by the way is fine if that’s what you want.

Or is it that you just want that Magic & Passion so badly that you make everyone you meet be THE ONE~

 Let me correct one thing, it’s very difficult to be devastated. A person that is not a whole entity cannot devastate you.  We’d have the option to say, “no thanks”! But we let the externals or the physical manipulate the internals and then create our own non- reality.

And why would we do that! Well, perhaps we feel that we do not deserve to be happy! Nah, that’s not it. Or perhaps we feel that we can always fix them and make it better? Ahhhhhhhhh….

Look - It’s like shopping at a designer outlet and going to the rack that has slight imperfections. You think, Hummmm – If I did this or accessorize with that, this could work…..

You’ll miss the bigger picture. When someone shows you their true colors the first time, believe them.

 Slight imperfections are exactly that! At some point someone will say, “OH-you have a tear in your sweater!”

And you always say, “Really? Gosh – how’d that happen?”   

I understand that Tommy and his shine box might be HOT! But do you want to be married to Da Mob?

I understand that the Holidays ,any Holiday also can make you have bad judgment as well ~ ya know - The Tree, the lights, the tinsel, the BALLS  - Yikes…. Before ya know it your bringing home the guy that sold ya the tree.  Um – Ma, this is – what’s your name?

Is this just a GURL thang?

Or do Guys go throug this? Hummm – I wonder?

I can hear it now..

Yo Tony – I am so confused, this chick is makin me nutz, I feel so exposed and I am not sure if she really is committed to me? Why am I so vulnerable?

Yo Bobby – look this all goes back to when you was a kid!

Memba your Ma used to take the Cannoli away from you before you could finish it? She played all dese mind games wit chew and now you don’t trust any woman. Minga. I really think she loves ya!

Maybe is it just the Women! Maybe we’ve been disillusioned; maybe we have been fed a host of propaganda. Maybe we bought into the commercialism of love.

We are the ones who believe in all those love stories. “Splendor in the Grass”, “An Affair to Remember”, “The Way We Were”…And for the longest time I am sure some of us believed Lesley Ann Warren really was Cinderella….

Ya gotta believe that your GREAT ONE is out there. But I mean really believe it.

Now look if Jimmy” 2 times” does show up at your door with some wine and cannoli’s don’t close the door in his face.

 I mean ya don’t have to marry him – just leave the gun and take the CANNOLI!

 But don’t make a habit out if it!!!

Or maybe it’s premature imagination !!!

GUNZ & MOSES

I usually write about Love, Life and the oddities of it all. However since that massacre in Colorado I am pissed. I realize some of you peeps will be all in for going to da mattresses and having a war. Lets get da guns and arm everyone before dey get us attitude. We are supposed to be a civilized nation and to boot unda God. 


Look I am all for the right to protect your family and get um on your property shit. But this is not the wild, wild west! Or is it? The fact that any idiot or twisted Mook can order ammo on the Internet and take some whacked out drugs and shoot a village because Mommie pissed him off is sick! Look we need a lot of laws in this world. The ones we have are broken and misused. I am not completely against the second amendment but I am against arming the entire country in case you run into a Mook. 


Even this stop and frisk deal in NYC. Da People think it’s raciest? Noooooooooooooo – it’s to protect a kid who is playing in his bedroom from getting hit by a stray bullet! When I was a kid the only thing I worried about coming threw my window was rain ~ No wonder all the kids have all these neurological disorders today. They are scared shit. Since time began there have been lunatics. Jack the Ripper, Son of Sam, The Zodiac Killer and lets not forget the Craig’s List Killer. Should it be that we get guns now and load up for fear of running into to them? Big Gulp soda is banned but yet you can order a missile on the Internet? And lets not go Democrat and Republican here, this is about people not parties. After 9-11 we were told to go about our business and we did. But then all the laws that were put into place now affect us every day. You need to take a day off of work to go to the DMV and have 6 points of ID, why???? So a terrorist can’t get a license! 


Look it’s been determined that who ever these people are they can get what ever they need to get the job done and still not lose a day of work. A 22 versus an assault weapon makes a huge difference. Back in the Biblical days when a slingshot was the weapon of choice you had a chance. Once the tribe invented the bow and arrow then there was a problem. So we can all arm ourselves with 22’s or a German Lugar but it aint gonna do shit if someone has a semiautomatic in ya face. 


there's something happinin here what it is aint exactly clear theres a man with a gun over there tellin me i got to beware i think it's time we stop, children what's that sound everybody look what's goin down..
  And the words still apply today ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

DA MOB WIVES REVIEW ~ BY BOOM BOOM

Yo Peeps

So last night I watched Mob Wives - all I can say is I lost an hour of my life I will neva get back.! Mother of God !! WTF.
The only time its worth watchin is when there is a fight.
I did love Carla and Karen golfing .. R U kiddin me..All I wanted to see was Karen walk to the next green.
And Carla u disappointed me. You were the only one that did not fuck up any words, But last night ya said - dit-int? You meant didn't That's like sayin- jaeat! ya know did ya eat !!
Renee Wtf is wrong with you, Jr , Jr, Jr! U say everything in 3's, I wanna go home, Jr. You need freakin meds! AND THEN YOU WERE SLURRING? Are you snorting Ajax?
Then the 2 parties on the same night. Pleaseeeeeeeeee you Mooks. I gotta leave and go to Ramona "dat Rat's" party! WTF - this aint Christmas Eve dinna.
And Karen da nurse, Minchia !!! KAREN -- DONT WEAR WHITE. PLEASEEEEEEEEE

So next week another fight!! VH1 are u hard up? There is nothing fgoin on here but hole diggin.
So here be my plan - If I have to continue to watch this shit every week I am gona stab myself wit a fork.
Soooooo - I am only gona review when there is a fight !!
I AM GONNA ROLL ALL THE REALITY SHIT INTO ONE VIDEO.
CELEBRITY APPRENTICE, DANCING WIT DA MOOKS AND THIS MOB WIFE CRAP.!!
Come on kids, think about it! All we are doing is making them money. They have make up lines, clothing lines, books and more. Once they are done suckin us dry they are outta here wit da cash and we are da Mooks.
If you really want to see some shit go down come to my house for Christmas Eve - ohhhfahhh.
So dont get pulled in to this shit! Read a book or Bang your husband ~
Cuz we all know dat dis got nothin to do wit bein ITALIAN !!!

Mob Wives review by Maryann Boom Boom Maisano

The rants and raves of an Italian Chick: ITALIAN DISAPLINE

The rants and raves of an Italian Chick: ITALIAN DISAPLINE: ITALIAN DISAPLINE I realize that life evolves sometime for the good. Sometimes the turn of events are friggin crazy… When I was a kid we...

ITALIAN DISAPLINE

ITALIAN DISAPLINE

I realize that life evolves sometime for the good. Sometimes the turn of events are friggin crazy…

When I was a kid we had very little to amuse our selves.
Yup we had playgrounds. But all that was there was a chain link fence holding all that fun in.. There was a slide, swings and a teader totter. Oh yea and the best, there was gravel all over the playground floor…
Have u ever seen a playground today? Well first of all there is a sign with rules listed before u enter… Then its all color coordinated… Everything has foam rubber on it and even the ground is colored coated with a bouncie kind of material?
When kids fall off a swing today, they bounce – when we fell o we bled!!! Then your Mom would hit ya for fallin!!!!

And play dates! We never had play dates are u kiddin me.. If your friends showed up – cool. If not you were on your own.
Please my Dad was from Italy - we were not even allowed to date!!! Hahahaha

Time outs??? What – What!!!!!! Never, I never heard my Mom say, Maryann if u don’t stop that you are going in a time out or the naughty corner!! She would say, “Maryann, stop that!” She would give me 2 opportunities – then if I didn’t- Wham – her slipper to my head….Ohh fahhhhhhhhh.. Her slipper could go around corners. Her slippers were ALIVE!

Our toys were just plain and simple. No buttons, batteries, no hand held video games..

We has slinkeys, remember them?? It was just a wrapped up wire. You could move it side to side and make it walk down the stairs. Mine would never walk down the stairs – it was fall – like a drunk person! Then it would all unravel and get caught on my ear…

Etcha-scetch was our computer….with a DOS program. I would sit for hours trying to make a house- it was all right angles… There I was on the sofa, my tongue moving with the knobs and then finally, finally I made what resembled a house.. But the time I ran to the kitchen to show Mom it was erased!!!!
The magnet guy- memba him? The guy in the plastic with the magnetic ashes and the magnet pencil… There you were puling hair on his head and making mustaches. Oh Joy!!!

Ah yes and then Barbie! I hated Barbie’s – there was Malibu Barbie, Skipper – Barbie’s little hussy friend. And then Madge? Remember Madge? She was Barbie’s Italian friend that nobody wanted…
The first video game I got was PONG!! You sat there and watched this white ball bounce back and forth. After I played that I needed tums….
We had this statue of the Blessed Mother in the back yard. When my friend came over we got plywood from the cellar and put it on a slant over the statue, that was our slide. My Mom would yell out the back window – get off the Blessed Mother – that’s why we cant have nice things!!!!

When I was a kid – you got hit! Big deal so ya cried a little. But cha got hit!! Then you got the treat of, when Daddy gets home.. MINGA>…..Then Dad would get in and say. Do u want me to take out the belt?? Hummmmm – nah – I’m cool Dad…. Hahahahaha
Today kids have the 800 # to child services…
If we ever made a call like that –Ohh fahhhhhh. I can hear it now.
Marianna – don’t you ever go against that family…Do u understand..No way was I gona do that! Before ya know it I would be on a fishing trip with Fredo .
So maybe we need to go back to times when things were simple!

Let little Suzie eat a cookie, take the sprouts out of her lunch box.
On Sundays when we got out of bed and walked into the kitchen, Mom gave us 2 meatballs and a cup of coffee!! Yup, that was your breakfast!!!
Time out my ass~~~~
Maryann!!! Yea Ma !! Don’t make me come ova there and crack ya one.!! Ahhhhhhh , there’s no place like home

Mob Wives review by Boom Boom