"Here's to not chasing our tail, but our potential, as we may be a K9 on a scale of 10." 

March 04, 2013: from Goodreads

Lydia Aswolf rated it 5 of 5 stars

I laughed harder in the first ten pages of this book than I can honestly recall laughing at any other book before. But there's more to it than laughter...real poignancy unfolds in this book with a thin, delicate thread of comedy running throughout. I'm looking forward to more work from this author, whose whimsical prose and excellent delivery are but a promise of more to come.

THE FAMILY TOON

In a matter of seconds, in a previous century, an immigration officer at Ellis Island shortened the family name of my grandfather from Tonacchio to Toon and — voilá — I lost a part of me before I was me. And that is why I have always believed that I have been dancing to a different tune all my life.

To me, Toon does not sound quite as lyrical as Tonacchio. The oon sound seems to emit a hint of a whine or a groan. This may all be due, in part or entirety, to my tin ear. But whatever the reason, I have lived my life on a taut trampoline of bouncing memories from which I catch the melodies in the symphonic fugue of the family Toon. I call these melodies “Spit Tunes,” and I try to orchestrate them into my life.

So, if you're willing to give my “Spit Tunes” a listen, maybe you and your partner can take a few spins on the dance floor here at Spit Toon's Saloon.