My Horn Can Pierce the Sky!

This is my exit poem. Yes I left France. This poem probably accurate describes no part of it haha.

My Horn Can Pierce the Sky!

There’s a place in France
Where the naked ladies dance

There’s a hole in the wall
Where you can see it all

Just kidding, kind of, I didn’t see
The hole in the wall was too short for me

But I didn’t come here for the trouble
I came to get the double doubles

Alas, that chance for me never came
I sat on the bench the entire game!

The reason? No reason, just haterism
So I partook in some grand tourism

Barcelona and Florence, I saw it all
But I would have preferred to see the ball

Think of me just like you would Vinny Chase
On the set of Smoke Jumpers, such a disgrace

But While I was there I got a lot done
I ate fois gros and drank wine with my man Julian

I dominated the Nancy Mario Kart Circuit
And saw TJ Parker get a $22K haircut

I brought all the hype and none of the drama
And I screwed Sarah Palin -- by voting OBAMA

So now I must go to another place
I’ll do like the Joker and put a smile on your face

Them hold me down? Id like to see em try
But don’t forget, my horn can pierce the sky!

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You want more than Too Much?

First, go to www.twitter.com/boomtho.

Then, enjoy, or become a follower for instant updates.

That is all.

P.S. I update it a lot because it’s just one sentence.
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A Blackberry, Paris, a Train, a Taxi, and a Faulty Card That Nearly Led to my Demise.

Before you hear this story, you need to understand that I bought a Blackberry Storm here in France about a week ago. I got it here so that I could use my ATT card in it and get 3G speeds. It has been a bit of a process to get it unlocked though and, after searching all week, I discovered a place in Paris that could unlock it effortlessly. Today I had a day off and attempted to get this done. This is my story. Check it out...
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Stalker Update or Why I Can't be Facebook Friends with French People Anymore

So, first of all, the stalker is running around telling people that we talk all the time. Still! From what I was told, she has been chatting with “me” on MSN messenger, even after I made it clear to her and every other person of interest that I DO NOT use MSN messenger. I took her OFF my Facebook friends and told her to check herself.

Well, apparently that didn’t work because she has also told people that I asked her to meet me in Barcelona and I that I waved to her in the stands because she REALLY WENT DOWN TO BARCA FOR THE GAME!

Besides just her, I’ve been told that the French fans take pictures from my Facebook profile and paste them into various other sites. Sometimes with negative comments, sometimes without, but always party pictures or pictures from my day off. Maybe my days of putting up photo’s should come to an end anyway, or maybe I should finally stop adding anybody who wants to be my friend. JGant has been monitoring his FB pics for a long time now because his job checks it. I guess, as a professional, it’s time I did the same.

What do you think?
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It's So Cold!

There isn’t much point to this post, other than the fact that this is the most serious music video I’ve ever seen that I CAN NOT stop laughing at. It has some abrasive language, so, just a warning. I also dont quite understand why it has close to A MILLION VIEWS! You tell me:

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I Have a Real Life Stalker (Finally)

---the names have been changed to protect myself---

During my second week here in France (early September), I logged onto Facebook and did my normal add-friends-poke-back-wall-post deal as usual. Unlike MySpace, I never really check who I’m adding, I just do. The ‘book is just not as crazy as MySpace so I don’t find the need for background checks.

Well, maybe that time has come, because just when I thought Mark Zuckerberg had made it safe to Facebook, I got a message from “Julie” on Facebook messenger:

“Welcome to Nancy! I am excited that you are here.”

“Thanks,” I answered.

“I am friends with your teammate. I saw your practice today.”

“Have I met you before?” I asked.

“No. Just saying hi,” she replied.
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Bill Adler Photoshoot

Before I left the U.S., I travelled up to Eugene, Oregon to help my buddy Sam out. He works for Bill Adler Leather, and they make high fashion belts that are sold in trendy boutiques all over.

Anyway, his Idea was to have belts be used in interesting/funny/fantastic ways. There’s not much of a story here, but i think the photo’s are funny. The first few are the ones that were actually used, after that are the ones I just think are awesome. You may recognize many of them from Boom Got Them 3.
Check it out...
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Avi is Nuts (another example of a crazy Euro)

If you don’t know who Avi is, then you should go back and read “Naggin in Iceland.” Its a great little tale about his first year in Iceland. Anyway, now this is a short little iChat he sent me:

Avi: some guy that lives abouve came down to tell me they were doin construction but he spole little english so he tryin to tell and im thinking what the f*ck is this dude saying

Avi: anywyas we finally figure each other out after about an hour and he tries to make small talk and asks me where im from

Avi:and before i could say the usa he shouts out AFRICA

Avi: DEAD SERIOUS TOO

Me: hahahaha

Avi: I WAS STANDING THERE LIKE IS AVI FOGEL GONNA HAVE TO SMACK A BIOTCH

Avi: couldnt belive it man

Me:
HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA
HAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA

Avi: hahahaha i know man

Avi doen’t feel comfortable in his apartment anymore I guess. I wouldn’t either. It’s OK dawg, I got your back.
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Funny MySpace Messages 10

{Go back and check out installments 1-9 if you haven’t already}

It’s been quite a while since the last “Funny MySpace Messages” dropped, but that’s ok. I think you’ll find the same craziness here that you’re accustomed to finding in my MySpace inbox. In addition to my messages, I’ve got a couple of Clay’s and a even one of Prelle’s. Let’s do it.

I’ll start if off with a girl who was featured in the last installment. She, like so many others, just would NOT STOP with the messages. I just don’t understand why a person would keep sending messages over months and months. Well, “Irene a.k.a. ‘sex big mommy’” and I don’t see eye to eye on this because, in addition to the messages she sent me before, she sent me these as well:


No Subject
Body:
hello sup with you??

Then, 2 months later:

Subject:
No Subject
Body:
hello . . .

How many times can you say hello before someone wants to gag your face (see “Forgetting Sarah Marshall”)? The lack of interest on my part is clear. There is no answer, therefore there should be no more questions. It aint hard to see why:Check it out...
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The Dance Off: JGant's Turn

If you haven’t checked out the first two installments of “The Dance Off,” it’s about time you did. I already know what you’re gonna say about JGant’s part though. It SUCKS. HE SUCKS. He is NOT the frontrunner by any means. With this performance, JGant has clearly left the door open for me to come in and dominate everyone.


JGants Dance Off vid from Rod Benson on Vimeo.
Check it out...
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