Demotion

Well school is officially back in session. That means el bloggo will be updated more regularly.

Today's topic is demotion. Today they (a bunch of wiseguys that think they're all that and a bag of high-colesterol heavily salted delcious mouthwatering... wait where was I going?) voted that Pluto is no longer to be considered a planet.

What are my thoughts on this? A rock by another other name is still a rock. I'm sure if there were creatures living on the other planetoids and they were demoted, that would be well enough to start an galatic insident (The writer of this blog still accepts Plutoarchians as full memebers of the solar system alliance and truer friends than those lazy good for nothing Lunarians). But this arguement has been going on for many years than I'd care to think about. I remember seeing on some late night show hosted by May Bigchinn (not a real name- think about it) that the only consideration it had to still being a planet was that its the only planet that was discovered by an American. Lame excuse if best.

So long My Very Education Mother Just Served Us Nine Pizzas. I'm sure the youth of tomorrow will miss an imaginary incentive for nonexistant pizzas to remember the order the planets are in. (Even though Neptune gets bored and switched places with Pluto from time to time.)

Seriously does it affect my life by how many planets there are? Nah, we're always discovering new rocks also circling around the sun and just like the vultures circling around their prey, nobody really cares how many there are. That's your tax dollars hard at work!

Weeks ago I told you of the untimely death of the big blue chair and failed to tell the story about it. Well, there's not much to tell so you've been waiting in vain. Basically that chair was used by me in 7th and 8th grade during very boring (and long forgotten) catechism classes. Sitting in the same spot everyday I moulded it to be perfect. One day they were giving them away so I claimed it. Here it sat in my room for several years til it finally couldn't take the awesomeness that is to support me and it gave up. I'm sure somewhere the king of rats or the lord of the roaches now rests on my old chair. That insect will one day rule the world because of it. Which then i'll easily seize with my footus squishitus.

True Story.
Caio 'Corpsters