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Technologic, yes?

What did we ever do before access to the internet? I don't even remember. For example I used to read the LA Times every morning when I ate my cereal, yes even when I was a youngster. I know what your thinking like damn this guy is cultured and book learned and shit. Truth is the only section I read was the Sports section, but still I skimmed other sections and was updated on all things they reported on. My dad still orders the LA Times but I really don't remember the last time I touched it.. yet I am more up to date on sports than ever before.

The internet opens up an entire medium for us, expanding and broadening our perspectives. Don't get me wrong, the LA Times has great writers, but with the internet now I can get views and opinions from like 20 different writers on the same subject. If each has one good point on the matter, I will have left with so much more knowledge than if I had only read the Times.

However, it also opens us up to stupid views and ideas as well. At least if I read that Asians eat a lot of rice in the paper I know it's a credible source. But I mean I could read something on a random site like Asians: Invented Bread and go around telling everyone how awesome it is that my ancestors invented bread and shit like that. Or wait.. I think I will go around telling everyone that Asians did invent bread..

Kids today grow up playing with xbox360's, and iPads. Man I had to play with stupid shit like plastic soldiers and giant lego blocks. Kidding aside though, sometimes I do miss the simpler days. I would sit around with that crazy imagination of mine playing with all my toys. Then I would finish up my awesome play sesh with a fruit by the foot. I wonder what I will allow my kid's to play with when I grow up. Perhaps a stone wheel, topped off with a string.

Well, I blabblered on and on and on. I depart with this message to you, and yes I mean YOU. This was actually my senior book quote from high school, so it's mad deep and inspirational.

"Holy strawberries Batman, we're in a real jam!"

- boomb00m

X Marks The Spot

Just a short update.

There is buried treasure all around you. Even if your day sucks just think about this. Re-evaluate what's important in your life, because nothing should be taken for granted. Don't be looking to the next person and be saying things like oh their so lucky etc. but just close your eyes and think. Think of your parents, think of your youth, sad to say but those things won't be around forever. One day you will think back and miss the way your mom nagged you all the time, or getting yo drink on with your friends.

So let's all take a deep breathe and appreciate the things we have in life. Nothing last forever, for example just looking back on high school there are plenty of things I miss. I miss getting curly fries for lunch, and hash browns for breakfast, I miss school dances and all the things me and my friends did for fun that was alcohol free. I mean if you have a more positive outlook in life, you'll be enjoying it that much more. And the memories you shall have will that much more memorable. So here's to making the best of what we've got.

Cheers, and enjoy.

-booomb00m

Dem Funbags

I know I've been neglecting this blog, which I created so I could write in often about anything that came to my mind. Even though I haven't written in this for quite a long time tonight is a different story, because tonight I feel it, the imaginative juices are flowing. I am ready to blow your mind with another great food for thought-thought.

Tonight, I ask the great question, do girl's ever feel insecure about their boobies size? I mean I could imagine being a girl, ya know just like totally chillin on the beach in my cute new top and then I look to my right and there's this girl with big ol' boobies. They do like juicy, and now I'm all like oh daym look at her chest and shet. I mean this is a seriously honest question, cause I've seen other girls like compliment other girls on their nice boobies and there's like no bad blood, but for all I know that's all just a front cause when you close the blinds it's all "that stupid betch I fuckin hate her, like did you see how she was all flirting with Joe and shit what a skank".

I mean there isn't any guy equivalent we have to compare to. I mean we don't stare at the bulge in each others shorts and compliment the dude like "yoooo bro your package is MEATY!" and shit like that. Cause I mean girls be all insecure about all types of shit, so boobies size could easily be on that list. A nice rack is a nice rack ya heard?

However, for guys I mean there is no preference. So there really isn't that much to worry over if I was a girl. I mean there's guys who like skinny chicks, there's guys who like chicks who got a little junk in the trunk so same goes with boobies. So with boobies, I mean some guys like the whoppers, and some guys like the whopper jr. I mean I guess it all goes with "In somebody's eyes, you are beautiful" way of putting things.

Anyways, that was what I randomly thought of tonight, interesting yes? Ah, one of the many mysteries of the universe brought to light by me once again.. or not. I hope I can keep writing and not get lazy. Take it easy universe, and yes bro yo package is so damn meaty.

-boomb00000000000000000000000m

i'm not gunna lie..

.. i barely have anything to write about. i don't consider things that happen in my life interesting enough to warrant a blog entry. i'm no j.k. rowling. i can't twist my simple stories into exciting tales of fiery goblets. what i can -and usually- do is write random ass shiet.

meet my baby chews. he is just about four years old. this is a picture of him i just took as he woke up and has his lil' tongue stickin' out. yesterday he had his tongue sticking out for different reasons. he was horn ballin' it all over my room humping everything that he could wrap his legs around. his nick name is peter north. honestly, for a little yorkie his size, chewy's (peter north's) redonkulous is pretty damn big. like you can't even begin to understand how big it gets when he's horn ballin' it. i'll posts pix of those later

anygays, speaking of having no stories that qualify in having a blog entry, i think i got one! ahem.. okay. one time chewy had this RAGING BONER that was like UNCONTROLLABLE! unfortunately for chewy, it was so massive that even though he wasn't feeling lucky anymore, his Goku couldn't fit back into his sheath. unfortunately for me, i had to fix that.. with my bare hands. honestly, it was like wrestling a 15 ft. anaconda on oil. after trading a few blows and cutting my upper eyelid off due to swelling, i managed to knock his Jackie Chan down on the 9th round.

FIN

Updation Penetration

So pretty much I got my ass kicked by LIFE. And by life I mean 25 to life.. anyways what to do next is to hunker down and move on. No this is not anything girlfriend or romance related so please don't view me as the emo ass Romeo type. Although Juliet be lookin mighty fine.

Anyhow, to kick off moving on I have requested Netflix send me the big, the bad: Big Fish, which I just got from the mailbox and will be watching tonight.

It's been awhile since I've seen it but I do remember it being very magical, and Ewan Mcgregor's eyes... so dreamy. Aside from that I really don't remember anything about the movie so I'm pretty excited about watching it. I do remember that in high school it was one of my favorite movies, but that was like...... 9 years ago? Wow I was pretty dumb back then so we'll see if I'll still enjoy the movie today.

In my last blog I did say I would write an emo post about how awesome it was spending 3 weeks in Jersey with some of my coolest amigos. I'm sorry to say I am sad but not THAT sad. But it's probably because with the great advancements in technology we are all videochatting and emailing and using smoke signals to stay in touch. Man that was a fun trip though, more adventures hopefully to come this upcoming winter when the asian version of the Jersey Shore cast come to Cali to stay at mi casa.

I bid thee great wealth and prosperity.

-boomb0000sh

where i've been & where i'm going

So I've been residing in beautiful New Jersey for the past 2 weeks. I will still be here for almost another week when I return to California this Friday. I don't really feel like filling you on every detail about my trip since it's about my 10th time visiting New Jersey/New York (not joking) so I'll just tell you about stuff I enjoyed about this particular trip. Can't really put into words how much I've been loving this trip, it has definately been a blast from the past since my last visit was more than 2 years ago. My friends here are awesome, cannot say that enough..

New Jersey is pretty much an entirely different world than California. Even though it's still in America, it just feels different being here. I feel that life here is a bit slower, a little more quiet and serene then back home. Here are some random differences I have noticed.

• The suburbs here have a sort foresty feel and there's a lot of deer that actually run around, so with your car you can play target practice
• It's illegal to pump your own gas, there is actually a guy who fills up your gas for you, AND you don't have to tip him
• The pizza is always delicious, guidos sure know how to make it right
• It rain's a lot, and randomly in the summer
• The horrible humidity, Lil Jon said it best "till the sweat drips from my.. balls.."
• Lack of all things Asian, like food, people, wannabe wangsters
• I ate the greatest burger ever from a place called Five Guys, only to realize that I won't be able to eat it once I return then discovering that I actually can since there are some locations in Los Angeles
• Instead of numerous boba places, they have Dunkin Donuts on every single corner
• Cigarettes are like 8 bucks a pack (Not that I smoke) in NJ, and 12 bucks in NY!

My agenda for my trips to the East Coast are always just to chill and hang out with my friends and never really about sight-seeing. I've seen the sights, been there, done that. This has become more of like a second home for me. When I come here, I know what's good to eat, I know who to call up to hang out with, and I know where to go to have fun. And just like back home in Cali, sometimes I discover something new to eat, somewhere new to have fun, etc. It only makes me sad that I can only visit this home of mine once every so often. My next post will probably be in my post-trip saddened emo state, so look forward to that. As for now, I still have till Friday!!

-boomb00m

The Wildest True Story Ever

Alright, usually I try to write stuff that tickles the mind, but not today. Today I will tell you the weirdest true story that can actually happen when you are sitting at home in Walnut on a Wednesday night in the middle of July.

So I've pretty much been using my laptop outside in the living room where the fire place is, cause my room is too small it becomes a sauna in the summer. At night my parents turn off the a/c so I gotta migrate to a large room where I can open the windows to air my pits. Anyways I'm sitting in the living room, and I keep hearing this tiny crunching sound. I think it's coming from the stack of wood my mom keeps next to the fireplace that she never burned in the winter (my mom loves to use the fireplace, and yes she burns real wood - global warming but don't worry we recycle a lot). Anyhow, I'm looking at this stack of wood, and for the last few days I keep imagining these crunching noises coming from it. Tonight on July 14, well 15th cause it's 2 am, I get up to check and long behold I see a lil pile of wood dust at the bottom. What is that you ask, well I know, it's fucking TERMITES. This is because my house has been fumigated before, along with my entire street because these little bitches eat every piece of wood they can get a hold of, no homo.

So here I'm sitting.. thinking about what the fuck to do with a pile of wood at 2 am that is being eaten by termites. I could throw it away in the Green garbage can where all trees and shrubs go, but I think those little critters might scheme and concoct some sort of prison escape and continue eating wood. I think of the next best plan..... Light the fireplace. Here I run away to cool off, to only end up turning on the fireplace.

There is already a bunch of wood in the fireplace, so I have to burn that first before I can burn the little bitches. After burning what was a pretty big pile in the span of 15 minutes, I prepare my feast of barbeque insects. The pile of wood is large enough to take up the entire fireplace, so I pick it up and hurl it all in. The fireplace is already burning hot and here I am right in front of it trying to stack all the wood inside so it would all burn at once. I finally manage to fit all the wood in, and pretty soon the fire is so crazy I could feel the energy emitting out towards me. This fire is fucking HUGE.

Then it hits me.. what the fuck am I doing. How stupid would I be if I burned the house down, in the middle of July, by using the fireplace. I end up running back and forth with a giant vase throwing water on this inferno trying to keep it under wraps so that my house doesn't burn to the ground. I am sweating my balls off at this point, it looks like I just took a shower. A whole hour of wood burning later, FINALLY, the wood is mostly burnt and the fire starts to die.

But now I'm pretty mad at my mom. Doesn't she know that fumigating the house sucked ass, cause we had to move out all our clothes and shiet to go live at a hotel for a few days only a few miles away. Then a few years later she sents a facebook invite to all the termites to come have a party again at our house. I wanna tell her about what I just did, the whole debacle.. only my mom isn't home. Where is my mom at 3 am on July 15h. My mother is on a plane, flying to...... NORTH CAROLINA. I really hope your laughing at this point, cause I even can't believe how this story is coming along. So now I'm waiting because in about 30 minutes at 4 am I can call my mom when her plane lands in North Carolina (her friends have a house out there and their going to vacation up and down the east coast for the next two weeks) at 7 am eastern time.

Well.. there you have it, that's the story I had to blog about because it was so damn interesting.

-boomb00m