Think Of All The Times You've Once Had

Dear friends,

Well, its come down to the wire and everything is finally coming to an end. Penn gets up and running to the ol' edumacation routine in a few days (which means back to school for some), Dan leaves tomorrow, and the summer is over. Well, not yet. I'm not one to count a couple of days as a good completion though. I mean how can I do that considering that everyone that is worth having one last hoorah with, is gone. Oh well, theres always this last night to go to Steak N' Shake. The trend that was born out of ChelC's mind. Started out as 2, gained a 3rd, got to 4 and it started getting shakey, then it all just went to hell one night. Never again do I go to Steak N' Shake with a large group of people...NEVER!! Its just one of those things I refuse to do, much like drinking diet pop or peeing in a urinal. I won't do it. Back on track here, I'm just tryin to say that I would love to just have one last night of that. The same feeling I had when the summer started. I just want to have fun and be with people I love being with. I want to sit in a booth and talk for hours on end about everything that is nothing. Laughing uncontrolably at things that aren't funny. Most of all seeing them do the same, one more time. *sigh*. Who knows, if things go real well maybe finish off the night by going back to ChelC's house and watching a movie. I did very much enjoy those pink couches. Whos to say though, that would just be a good completion in my mind. That seemed to be the only thing we did this summer was...nothing, and it was beautiful. I'd relive every second. What better way to end the summer than how it started?

I was at work the other night, and I happened to notice this little boy that was playing by the cheese all by himself. I was on break and I figured, hey, I didn't like playing near the cheese all by myself when I was his age. Now mind you, he was only about 3 or 4 years old. I figured his mom had to be around somewhere near. I go over and say hi and he gets over joyed like crazy. I mean this kid was like ^_^, which made me all O_O. Took me by surprise how happy this little boy was to see me. Anyway, I talk to him and ask him what hes doing. I should have known that he was playing cheeseman...damn that was fun to play. Don't ask. Long story short, 15 min go by no parent to be found so I just saty with the kid. Scary part. This little boy, at several points of our interaction, called me daddy. Of course this rendered me in a state of unknowingness and cornfusion. Alright, hes human, he made a mistake. Creepy thing is, little bugger looked oddly similar to myself. I mean unless I did something in my sleep that I don't remember...I can't recall having any chillins. Though there was that one time >_> <_<>_>... Anywho, a Code Adam comes on for a small boy with red sweatpants and a Kermit the frog T-shirt (damn that was a sweet shirt) I carry the little guy to his momma. Never seen her before in my life *phew* close one. It made for an interesting night, I'll give you that.

You should all make time and check out the song "Beautiful Man" by Lori McKenna. It will make you feel warm and fuzzy and sad and happy and lonesome all at the same time. (Now that's quality art!) It is one hell of a song. One of those life changers to those who like that stuff (hint hint wink wink...yea you know who you are).

Speaking of music, there are 3 albums that I am looking forward to more than any right now. 1: Plans by Death Cab For Cutie 2: Twin Cinema by The New Pornographers and of course 3: Good Apollo I'm Buring Star IV Volume One: Fear Through The Eyes of Madness by Coheed and Cambria. Ben Gibbard is a musical genious and both The Postal Service and Death Cab have changed my life. I've found some songs online and I can say that ultimately this album will deliver everything the group does best in emotional, experimental songs such as "What Sarah Said" and "I Will Follow You Into The Dark," which blend stark lyrical details with acoustic guitars and soft-focus electronics. In "Soul Meets Body," meanwhile, songwriter Ben Gibbard has come up with the kind of blissful, beatific pop song that's capable of disarming even the harshest skeptic. "A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere," he sings. One damn good songwriter. I need to thank Dan for turning me on to The New Pornographers, you've done it once again my friend, opened up someone's eyes to new music. Doesn't that just make you feel good inside? Coheed is just amazing, in my personal opinion. A lot of people cannot stand Claudio's voice, I think its very suiting for the music they play. I just enjoy Coheed so much because of the story they have created with their lyrics and the style in which they present it. I think people under rate their abilities as artists. I am really looking forward to their concert in October. Its going to be one good show. w()()t.

I just read that Ivanka Trump's (Donald's daughter) new boyfriend is named Bingo. Who the hell names their kid Bingo? I can just see it now....
"Daddy? This is my new boyfriend, Bingo."
"Bingo? How do you spell that?"
"B-I-N-G-O"
"And that's his name?"
"Yes...Bingo is his name-o"
On a related topic, Hugh Grant's girlfriend is named Jemima. If he marries her, then Hugh's sister's kids will have to call her "Aunt Jemima".....

I think thats enough rambling for now. It was a long night at work and now I get my 2 days off WOO WOO!! You ask yourself, whats he gonna do now that hes done. Who knows. Whos cares. I may help Shoup by giving him some more kick ass Megaman tips and pointers. I may go eat some food and store it in my fat ass. Hell, I may even go skydiving. We'll see where the strong breeze takes me. Going to lunch with Dan and Suzie in a couple of hours, until then I have to meander off and get the hell away from this thing known as a blog. I'm stalling, can you tell? Well, here comes that breeze...and here goes a toothy smile. *whoosh* (gracefully taken away in the breeze while humming a happy song)

Truthfully yours,
Mr. Booch