© 2017 by Anthony DiDomenico


July 18, 2017

I don’t write blogs as often as I should, it’s hard for me to come to grip with feelings and let them go, or rather get them out.  Probably nothing a shrink couldn’t fix, or at least help with, but they ask too many questions and in most of my experiences; don’t believ...

September 22, 2016

Sometimes news hit's you and makes you stop in your tracks, rewinds and fast forwards the years all at the same time.  The news I received Saturday night after a show I was on at The Brokerage Comedy Club in Bellmore did that.  I found out that a former teacher of mine...

April 25, 2016

Growing up I use to love the way the house smelled on Sundays.  The smell of the Sunday Gravy (in my house it was gravy) would fill the house as we watched the Yankees / Giants game.  It was a tradition that went back to when my Dad was a kid, Sunday Dinner.  The famil...

September 28, 2015

Whenever I dream of my Mother it's always so real.  They always start with me being like "maybe she didn't die, maybe that was just a bad dream", because I want that to be the reality more than anything, that July 21st 2008 was just a bad dream.  That I can see my Mom...

January 19, 2015

This is my first blog entry. In thinking about what I wanted to share, I wanted to share something I've been dealing with my whole life.  I am an addict.

I'm not an addict like you might be thinking, I'm not addicted to drugs or alcohol, or even gambling. I am a food ad...

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