Thursday, August 24, 2006

(Two posts in one week. Very exciting times…)

My world is falling apart before my very eyes! In the words of the Primitive Radio Gods, “I’ve been down hearted baby. Ever since the day you left.” You probably need to sit down for this one…actually, you probably are. But here goes.

Pluto is no longer a planet.

I’m sorry to have to be the one to tell you that, but it just had to be done. Pluto is out like charity wristbands. Never again to be included in science fair projects and small scale models of the universe. Global citizens everywhere lose one of the treasured heroes of the planets. The underdog of space has given up the ghost. And I for one can barely take the news. Yes, it is truly a bitter pill, but we must not become complacent in the gully. We must hold our heads up high and remember Pluto for what she was; a giant glob of ice floating in space.

Edit here.

I had another paragraph explaining how the pneumonic device My Very Energetic Mother Just Served Us Nine Pizzas could be altered now that Pluto is out. But it was a joke that, in hindsight, is tasteless and crude. And although I realize some of my audience is tasteless and crude, I shouldn’t be. I originally wrote it because I like people to laugh and value my sense of humor but sometimes I go too far. I apologize to all.

So long Pluto. It’s been a great ride.

Sunday, August 20, 2006

I should update.

Has anyone thought of Matt Horn in a couple of years? Not me. Just wanted to throw that out there. Kick it around a bit and see what happens.

We had a really good vacation back in Big MO country. I’m not sure why Trevor Loney at a wedding for someone from my church that was held in Lawrence. I wonder if his social life is not all it could be and therefore he attends random weddings. I’m on to you Loney.

On August 30th I’m auditioning for Who Wants To Be A Millionaire. I’m kind of excited because I feel like I have a tiny chance of making it on the show. That same day I’m going to the U.S. Open with Deanna and her sister. It should be a busy day.

School starts September 7th and I just know all my students read all the books on their book lists. I'm sure they are as excited as I am about the new school year.

Finally, I’m really gassy tonight.