Fathoms Of Rooftops

Good morrow all, I know its not morning but I always just wanted to start a post that way. I was just doing some blogspotting and I thought I would take the time to stop and ruminate on my own thoughts for a while. Went to Ian's house yesterday for his declared day of open swim. I have to say at first I was having my doubts. I thought it was going to end up like my party, in the sense that everyone was going to be gay and not show up. Patience is a virtue, however, and people did show up eventually. It was the usual festivities of swimming, hookah, tuneage, and some free Pizza King thrown in the mix. I have to say for having a leak, the hookah was smokin like a champ. Its always a good time goin over to Ian's place. I have to say that there was a lot running through my mind last night. A lot of words that could've been said that I kept to myself. Thats all I've got to say about that.

Speaking of the reverend I. Edward Dill, as of today there is a new minister in Granger. Ladies and gentleman you are looking at the newly ordained Reverend Booch. I have to say that it feels pretty good to be dubbed a rev. Now, of course I'm not going to call myself Reverend Booch, Reverend B. Steven Horwarth, or what have you. It just doesn't sound good to me. I just wanted to do it for the sake of saying that I have the right to call myself reverend...I just choose not to.

I've been working on trying to write some songs for Myspace Girlfriend. Dan told me that he already has an idea for 2 that hes done. I need to go over there and tiddle around with his keyboard a little bit. Don't ask me what the hell tiddle means. I have a couple of songs that I could use to get this project off the ground, I just need to run them past Dan first. I don't want to be a nagging force on his shoulder's though. He is trying to finish his album by August before he has to leave to go to school. He is trying to think of a name for his album, I suggested Fathoms of Rooftops a while ago for a song name. Now he is taking it into consideration of calling the album that title. It sounded pretty cool to me at the time. Dan, FYI, that is indeed a title that cam into fruition in my head. No one has the rights to it yet and if you want to use it be my guest. Just know that if you make it big, I want at least 15% of all sales that some from that album.

It never seizes to amaze me how much stupid shit gets sold on eBay. Its even sadder that people bid on half of this crap, if not all of it. Take for example a granny smith apple that has an uncanny resemblance to a pair of human buttcheeks. This apple last time I checked was going for $253. Who in the shit pays $253 for an ass shaped apple? The sad thing is that I actually have the time to find out about these things. Hell, give me $253 and I'll give you a true pair of buttcheeks. Take a bit out of that. Freddie The Party Flamingo is on sale for $12.57. All this is, is a lawn flamingo that has had his picture taken whilst doing miscellaneous "party" activities. Such as drinking, hanging with ladies, more drinking, getting ready to get laid, another drink, vomiting, passing out by the toilet, and then waking up in bed with some lube and a copy of Barely Legal. Sometimes I question my faith in humanity.

I heard that Kid Rock song the other day, "Cowboy". When it came out, I was a young and stupid child. When he says the lyric "set up shop at the top of Four Seasons", I didn't know anything about the Four Seasons in Las Vegas. I hears that and my mind automatically thought of the janky restaurant Four Seasons in South Bend, right off of the toll road. I remember when the restaurant caught on fire and it was closed for repair for a couple of months. Made me feel bad for Kid Rock. He lost everything he had goin for him. Then I came to realize that I was a retard and that he never had a hangout on the top of Four Seasons. I was disappointed, until I realized that Kid Rock sucks and I wish he was in that fire.

I was watchin a show the other day and they were doing an interview with Bill Nye. They tried out this new experiment with NASA. It has to do with a newly engineered satellite device that is made of extremely thin mylar. How it works is comparative to that of a sailboat. The mylar material is so thin that the light waves from the sun can actually "pushed" the satellite through space. Now, the whole reason I am writing this is because of an exact quote that Bill Nye said. "We had to get the satellite into space, so I bought myself an old ballistic missile to fire it with"...did Bill Nye "The Science Guy" just say that he bought himself a ballistic missile. Couple of points. 1: The man works for PBS, the same channel as Sesame Street, Arthur, and Reading Rainbow. Where in the hell does he have the money for a ballistic missile? 2: Where in the hell do you buy a ballistic missile? Isn't this what we were trying to prevent about 30 years ago? 3: Where can I get one and how much does it cost? To top it all off, they lost the feed to the satellite so they don't know if it even worked. What a waste of a perfectly good missile. If I were Bill I would've put those commie ass Chinamen down once and for all. Those Chinese sons a bitches are goin down.

Thats all I have to say for right now. Can't really think of anything else. I could leave you with another completely random story of Trent Yeoman X-Tremeness. I don't think I'm going to though. I will leave you with a study about young Italian men, trust me when you read this and you think about Ryan...you will laugh your ass off. Here's to the lady in the back...

A staggering 82 percent of young Italian men ages 18 to 30 years old live at home with their mommies and daddies, compared with 43 percent in the United States and 45 to 53 percent in France, Great Britain and Germany. That's the word from an international study conducted by researchers at the University of London and University of California, Berkeley that was published by the London-based Center for Economic Policy Research. These Italian mamma's boys stay at home rather than striking out on their own for the simple reason that their parents essentially bribe them to do so, report Reuters and AAP. The combination of high rent and unemployment also contribute, but primarily these grown men stay in their boyhood rooms because they are spoiled by their parents. "Parents will be willing to trade off some of their consumption to 'bribe' those children who remain at home by offering them higher consumption in exchange for their presence at home," Reuters quotes the economists who conducted the study as saying. They found that for every 10 percent increase in parental income, there was a 10 percent rise in the proportion of sons living with the parents. In other words, Mom and Dad get a raise and Junior gets to spend it. That's quite an incentive to stay home if ever there was one.