Monteverdi is better. I jokingly told my wife I wanted to adopt 3 cats, and on my birthday she surprised me by announcing we were getting one. I told her that would be a bad idea. I've had cats and loved them, and currently have no desire to own another, the least of reasons being we have a dog that eats cats. So I said no. Which was a shame, because everyone else thought I'd jump for joy. So for my birthday I got to disappoint the entire family.
We visited and stayed in Palestrina a couple of days in the early 80’s. I do remember the hills but not the antennae. We were most drawn, though, by the hundreds of penises all over the city. They were drawn on walls, benches, sides of churches, the sidewalks, any place with a flat surface. The art skills ran the gamut of preschool looking to M. Buonaroti. It was hilarious. And a fun memory.
RIP Strini, you hissing, pissing legend.😹
Monteverdi is better. I jokingly told my wife I wanted to adopt 3 cats, and on my birthday she surprised me by announcing we were getting one. I told her that would be a bad idea. I've had cats and loved them, and currently have no desire to own another, the least of reasons being we have a dog that eats cats. So I said no. Which was a shame, because everyone else thought I'd jump for joy. So for my birthday I got to disappoint the entire family.
We visited and stayed in Palestrina a couple of days in the early 80’s. I do remember the hills but not the antennae. We were most drawn, though, by the hundreds of penises all over the city. They were drawn on walls, benches, sides of churches, the sidewalks, any place with a flat surface. The art skills ran the gamut of preschool looking to M. Buonaroti. It was hilarious. And a fun memory.