My good peoples… I bring to you…the 9 minute summation of how I got here. My one hope it that you enjoy it with lots of laughs. My other hope is that my parents who will undoubtedly be watching this now that they know there’s a blog about them realize that A) I thank them for being such […]
March 4, 2013
-Fart jokes are always funny. -Always use a coupon. -It is better to receive than give. But if you are going to give, use a coupon. -Don’t go to a buffet without Ziploc bags. -If you are going to wear sweatpants with holes, wear an ostentatiously colored sweatshirt to distract attention from aforementioned holes. -Dining […]
January 14, 2013
My brother hasn’t spoken to me since the summer when my parents found out about this blog. He accused me of “throwing everyone under the bus.” These were harsh words coming from someone who I took under my wing since he was born and I was an eleven year old big sister. I recently sent […]
November 16, 2012
So since I’ve been banished from the Belotti household, yours truly has been holding it down in Queens with a bare bones existence, in a struggle for survival. Thanks to a few kind folks who have bought a t-shirt (love you Bill M!!!) I have managed to afford lunch. But things were getting close to […]
October 31, 2012
So, I sit here in a Queens Dunkin Donuts, my home away from home, writing to you after a long absence. The hurricane swept through New York City, while I remained tucked away in the cave-like room I am renting. On Saturday and Sunday, October 20th and 21st, we shot the pilot episode for MY […]
August 21, 2012
Okay, babies! Here it is! The moment you’ve all been waiting for. 5 minutes ago I hit the “launch” button and now the world can contribute $ to see MY PARENTS ARE CRAZIER THAN YOURS turned into a web series. Who needs HBO when we’ve got ourselves? Also, let’s remember that I love my parents […]
July 31, 2012
“Would you like a roast beef sandwich, honey?” “No, she wouldn’t. It cost me $5.99 a pound.” “It was $3.99.” “OH. Well, in that case, why don’t you ask the dog if he wants one, too?” “Go scratch.” “You go scratch.” Rather than get annoyed at today’s love bonanza known as my parents’ house, I […]
January 25, 2012
I’m a couple of weeks into the new job at the most dysfunctional restaurant ever, and I’m really trying my best to stay positive. Every time the owner, who I must repeat looks like a mental institution escapee and sounds like a bear or perhaps wild boar, comes into the restaurant, he berates the managers, […]
October 5, 2011
Before I get into the Facebook fiasco with my father and the current silent treatment he’s imposing on me, I thought I’d post this funny Angry Gladys episode. Our favorite curmudgeon addresses the boys who wear their pants below their asses. Enjoy. And stay tuned for upcoming family dysfunction.
September 30, 2011
When one of my New York City friends told me about a character she was going to play; a curmudgeonly asexual older woman in a moo-moo who went around attacking the rude and thoughtless behaviors of others, I immediately offered up my assistance, one on condition: that this character would act out my personal pet […]
March 20, 2013
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