The family gathering

Usually I claim culture is just an excuse for doing bad things. This story is no exception. Phil is part Sicilian and his father is the real deal. The Musumeci's are a generous loving people, but when it comes to sheer will, or just being really pissed they take first place. Because of our obsession of mob movies anyone with that thick accent gets our imagination running. Phil's father Phil all though not connected,posseses that very accent, and gratefully for me lives up to the hype. One such occasion was at a forth of July family barbecue at a neighbors house. Philip (that's what we'll call the younger so we don't get mixed up) started whining because he didn't want steak. Phil thought Philip a little bitch, and told him so. Philip decided to let his dad know he didn't appreciate that in a disrespectful manor which blew the lid off that pot so high some neighbors still haven't recovered. F- bombs started flying, as the threats kept increasing in severity. Finally Phil took it to the scary point when he picked his steak knife up held it to Philip's face and said "I'll cut your face off with this f-n knife. Philip did the smartest thing he had done all afternoon and got up and walked away. However as he walked he kept his mouth running saying things like " come on, dad", which got the response from papa Phil "I kicked the shit out of you before and I'll do it again" Then to my knowledge the only threat that was actually held was uttered from Philip's sweet New Yorker mother who said "I'm not speaking to the both of you's" . Philip confirmed that she didn't for about two weeks.
I think the most amazing part of all of this is how the barbecue just continued on after like no ones life had been threatened. Phil ate his steak, Philip didn't, and we all enjoyed fireworks that night except poor sweet Barb Musumeci who was mightily embarrassed by her men

Since I have pretty well exhausted the Chronicles of Ed Johnson adventures, I have decided to focus on a new champion. His name is Phil Musumeci. Even though I know for a fact that Phil has read this blog I will not compromise. Mainly cause I know I could take Phil in a fight.

In this posting I will give you some background on Phil. Phil I have always said was the most sensitive heterosexual man I know. He moved to Utah some years ago and was known for his massive movie video collection, Cd's and fine assortment of playboys.

He and his father run a deli in downtown Salt Lake City. It's known for having fine sandwiches and the adventurous chance that you might get your ass kicked by the owners. I once ran into a man who told me "I've been sky diving, travelled to strange countries, but I have never been so intimidated as when I ordered food there." Of course he meant it as a compliment, so don't be frightened off from visiting them.
Phil also has a thing for the radio biz. He has won countless Disneyland trips and concerts over the years. His favorite station is 101.9 The End although I heard that sack of shit morning D.J. Chunga calling Phil fat for twenty minutes. That's rich coming from a dude who admitted to having lypo. But Phil is a lover and easily forgives even when forgiveness isn't even asked for.
I hope you enjoy this journey into Phil's life from my perspective. I hope that like Ed you see my actual love for these characters even though I seem harsh at times. I write with no malice.Well except for to Chunga you fat bastard.