Krista and I made a deal that I would write once for every 2 or 3 times that she writes. Well...I haven't really held up my end of the bargain. I've just set reading my scriptures as a high priority...I wish that were true. So anyway...what do I write about...well...I am starting a week long business trip...to the coldest state in the lower 48 and I am super pumped. That is not true either. What else isn't true?
1. I didn't watch 3/4 of the Bachelor tonight in my hotel room.
2. I know exactly what the title of this blog means.
3. I didn't eat a salad for dinner tonight.
4. This blog entry is really good.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Thank you society
For the last couple weeks I have been working in my office alone with only the company of Pandora to talk to me (until today when I reached my monthly free listening limit - such a thing? shame). However, working alone has lead me from 'no need to brush my hair before work' to 'no need to put on my face' to 'no need to change my clothes' to the most recent logic of 'no need to shower' and now here i am, in all my natural scent and beauty. But when i caught a glimpse of myself in the elevator mirror, I remembered why society asks us to look otherwise. Regardless, I don't think I'll be taking its advice.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Go Morgan Freeman, Go World
I would say it is universally understood that Morgan Freeman is a good actor, nay a great actor. There is a comfort, a confidence, an authenticity that seem to continually follow him around, and not to mention a voice that almost rivals that of David McCullough. However, regardless of his great roles and portrayals, his best work can be witnessed every two years around this time. I am not an overly emotional person, but every time Morgan gets on the tube to narrate the Visa Olympic commercials, I find myself repeatedly blinking those stories of triumph out of my eyes and unsuccessfully trying to swallow that lump forming in my throat. I love the olympics and I love an Olympic commercial. My appreciation for the games was not fully realized until i was living in Utah during the 2002 games. During our week off, I found myself glued to the television, and for a moment became an expert on events i previously hadn't even heard of or people i didn't know existed. The Olympics is a time where despite who is president, or what political party you belong to, or religion you believe, or your socioeconomic status, or whatever separates us and makes us hate one another, we can all love where we come from, and love where we don't come from as well. Morgan said it best when he stated, "we come together to stand, to cheer, and celebrate as one. We forget all the things that make us different and remember all the things that make us the same." oh i can't wait.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
i'm late
but i figured i would post about christmas regardless. However, after 3 frisbee games, runs through the forest, lunches with old friends, great christmas gifts, lots of games, karaoke, name that running tune, a christmas pageant, chimes, all the nieces and nephews, wedding planning, the entire fam together, and 8 tons of food, the only 2 picture i have are these:


my brother lives on the edge of the forest and has become quite the night bike riding expert and whenever we come home, he takes all the boys for a ride. yeah, boys. however this time i got my chance to go and it was one of the more awesome things. my bro and my niece were on their tandem mountain bike and john and i on our own bikes. the lights used are incredible - it looks like day but with the comfort of the dark night resting on your shoulders, the clean forest air hitting your face, and not a soul in sight. The fog was so thick that when someone was riding behind you, you could see your shadow in the air, sweet beauty. Sure i've spent time on these trails before, but being there at night is like stepping into a new dimension. ohhh i loved it. oregon, you will always have my heart.
my brother lives on the edge of the forest and has become quite the night bike riding expert and whenever we come home, he takes all the boys for a ride. yeah, boys. however this time i got my chance to go and it was one of the more awesome things. my bro and my niece were on their tandem mountain bike and john and i on our own bikes. the lights used are incredible - it looks like day but with the comfort of the dark night resting on your shoulders, the clean forest air hitting your face, and not a soul in sight. The fog was so thick that when someone was riding behind you, you could see your shadow in the air, sweet beauty. Sure i've spent time on these trails before, but being there at night is like stepping into a new dimension. ohhh i loved it. oregon, you will always have my heart.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Utah I love you, but you're ruining my lungs
Utah is beautiful
Except when it looks like this

and when the air quality forecast indicates that we are in the red, i think it's a shame and seems a little unhealthy. But when i'm on my way home from work and essentially pass this guy

i can't help but roll my eyes and sort of swerve to hit him. Lets hope for snow just so these idiots stay off the streets.
Monday, January 11, 2010
all you need is to stand by me
these videos cause me to jump on the table and laugh and cry because they make me so darn happy. Hopefully you have the same reaction
first
and then
there is nothing better than a video montage - well except maybe an international music video montage. If someday I sell all of my possessions to play music on the hills of Montenegro, now you know why.
first
and then
there is nothing better than a video montage - well except maybe an international music video montage. If someday I sell all of my possessions to play music on the hills of Montenegro, now you know why.
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