I've been thinking about getting a little place down by the lake.

Hey y'all,
Another action packed (KATHOOM!) edition of Andrew Rant, how the heck are you? Pretty good over here. Another Friday rolls around and I can already feel the palpable hue that is the weekend barely being able to holds itself back from tidle-waving (sp?) all over the collective beaches of Athens, Ohio. Although I'm not exactly willing to completely assign the weekend such a blatant favoritism over the weekdays I will say that by fan applause alone the weekends win hands down, and I'm usually driven by the huddled masses. Ask my furbie.
All in all though I just can't seem to shake what occupies me on the weekdays, in order that I might fully lose myself in the weekends. I suppose, stepping back, that I really don't know whether to consider thaT bad or good however, I will say that I try to lose myself in every endeavor and since I can't I'm a little bent out of shape. Perhaps it's the endless involvement into the sphere of academia, but God help me, sometimes I wake up with accounting problems in my head. Although I am aware that there are those less fortunate than I, I truly challenge anyone to spend an evening alone with accounting thoughts eating up your brain and then come talk to me. Suddenly Sudan doesn't seem that bad.
Of course that's in poor taste, (After all, from what I understand there's not much to taste over there period), but what I'm driving at is when something breaks the inner-sanctuary that is your private thoughts it can be a little disorienting. Often I find myself digging in my neighbors trash looking for shreds of long forgotten Eggo's and wondering is this really what I want for myself. Then though I inevitably take a bite, PURE TRASH CAN HEAEN. Baby, you haven't lived until you've gotten down sideways to wheeze on some trash marinated waffle. The thrill is more than the human central nervous systems was designed to stand which is perhaps why I usually cough blood for several days afterward.
On to lighter news though, Today a ship nearing Egypts safe harbors sank in the wee hours of the morning, leaving many dead and many more wondering what the cause was. Apparently, whatever it was, it was something that elicits much secrecy in the press, as of now (3:00 pm) I still have no idea as to exactly what the cause was, other than the ship just being plum afraid of Egypt. This may leave many to ponder exactly what kind of haphazard rules to we have in place that such an old boat is deemed seaworthy, it has many people up in arms about the lack of words sensitivity that no one seems to be giving this international story the tragedy title that it deserves. Albeit, I feel/think these things to I can't help but share my overriding sentiment which is, wow ships sink very rarely. I had no idea that people were still transported by sea from place to place which I guess is something that I really should have guessed, but the news that this story is making must mean one thing. There hasn't been a ship sinking in quite some time otherwise I would have heard about it. That's great news. One thing humanity has conquered, significantly less sinking, personally I couldn't be any more proud. It's difficult to tame the sea, it, as many animals, is just as wild as the tempest winds. In fact, some "scientists," seem to think that its wildness may be directly proportional with "weather patterns," "geo-graphic phenomena," "tectonic plate shifts," and "alf," but whatever the reason/s we seem to be coming out on top of the fight.
Foreign media and international relations is something that never ceases to amaze me. Personally, I believe the main reasons why its so engrossing is the complete apathy of the American public to EVERYTHING. It's remarkable. Admittedly, the nature of our social tint has allowed the media to paint almost everything outside these borders as a potential hostile zone, so maybe it's not shocking to Joe Citizen when something gets blown up/torn down/installed/waged war upon/starved/diseased/systematically eradicated/cut off/cut in/bribed/murdered/given a Mellow Yellow, but even still someone should probably at least FEIGN an interest for God's sake. I believe from the President down, the American social conscious that we broadcast must read something like this to other countries "yeah okay, I heard Friends is playing back to back Tuesdays on TBS." To make matters worse no one in Pakistan is really that familiar with Friends! So i suggest two things. One course of action involves realizing that these people that die/live/eat things are HUMAN. The other involves giving the wit of Chandler to the world. Which one is your money on?
Welllllll I guess that's about all for me. When hungover it's difficult to sustain any really thoughts, so I've left you with all these fake ones. Enjoy, they're reheatable.

I'll bring home the turkey if you bring home the bacon.