So here's the deal: I've fallin in love with my roof...actually, with any roof that has a good view. This love affair began when I was a kid, when we would uncover our cooler from the winter and get the old thing going for the summer. I didn't really recognize it that much, probably because of the heat and the dryness that is typical of New Mexico. But I knew that there was something that was cool about just being up there.
Then the college years rolled around. And like every other college student in the world, I experimented. Yes, it's true. I experimented with the whole roof love affair. Last summer, I had an opportunity to go out to Sac-town and install satellite dishes. Although the days were long and hot and the work was pretty intense, the only part of the day that I really looked forward to were my evening installs. This is the time of day when the sun would go down, the evening breeze would begin, and some stars could be seen. During the install, I would take a few minutes to sit on the rock tiled roof and enjoy the sun setting over the sea of houses, trees, and hills that are typical of central Cali. I was super glad to be back from Cali. but I still miss the roofs.
Now-a-days, I enjoy the roof of my house, overlooking the valley, plateaus, and mountains. Talk about heaven on earth. Reciently, I've found that reading is more enjoyable while sitting on a roof. Along with this, sitting at midnight on my roof is also pleasant. I wonder what else is enjoyable to do while up there....
When it is time to get my own house later on in life, I think I'm going to have to have either a soccer field, a pool, or a ski resort on my roof. Bert (Dick Van Dyke) got it right in Mary Poppins, "There's the whole world at your feet. And who gets to see it, but the birds, the stars and the chimney sweeps?"...and satellite installers.

Wow, It's been quite a day. It's not over either. I've been sexually harrassed by a coworker (it was funny though), I stood between a convict and a security officer on the elevators, and some other strange events that probably should not be mentioned on a blogger website. Talk about crazy things happening when you least expect it. I think it's safe to say that this has got to be one of the weirdest places to live...I don't know how I made through adolesence and high school. Is it wrong to not have any desire at all to return to the place of your nativity ever again ???? I think I will have to appeal to Daria again and ask the question..."Is it Fall yet??"

In the spirit of putting up song lyrics... here's my contribution:
Warning - (4:40)
Bat your eyes girl
be otherworldly
count your blessings
seduce a stranger
what's so wrong with
being happy?
kudos to those who
see through sickness, yeah

Over and over and
over and over and oooh

When she woke in the morning
she knew that her life had passed her by
and she called out a warning
don't ever let life pass you by

I suggest we
learn to love ourselves
before it's made illegal
when will we learn (when will we learn)
when will we change (when will we change)
just in time to see it all come down

Those left standing will make millions
writing books on ways it should have been

When she woke in the morning
she knew that her life had passed her by
and she called out a warning (warning)
don't ever let life pass you by

Floating in this cosmic jacuzzi
we are like frogs oblivious
to the water starting to boil
no one flinches, we all float face down

When she woke in the morning
she knew that her life had passed her by
and she called out a warning (warning)
don't ever let life pass you by
pass you by, oooooh
oooooh, oooooh, oooooh

Anywho....

I FOUND HER !!!!! After all my years of searching and keeping my eyes open...I finally found her. She looks exactly how I imagined she would look. I think I have dreamed of this for the longest time. She works at San Juan Regional Medical Center, the night shift. I just happened to run into her while casually ordering a grilled cheese at 11pm. Who ??you might ask...Adam Sandler's very ellusive lunchlady. The one that he sings about in the very famous "Lunchlady Land". I finally found her. She is alive and still grilling up some of the gourmet dishes that we have all come to know and love. I even know her name...it's Marge. What a treat!!! I can die happy now knowing that I have found one of the world's most mysterious celebrities. Who would have thought that the LunchLady would land a job in my home town. I wonder if she will sign my tape of "Their All Going to Laugh at You". That would sell on eBay for Millions!!!!!!!!!!!!