I love my mom. I really do! Haha. I can imagine you're wondering where this post is going. I'm not even sure yet.
My parents are spending Christmas in Chicago this year and so they gave me my presents on Thanksgiving. I, of course, opened them as soon as I got home knowing full well they wouldn't be anything I wanted. This year wasn't as bad as some of the recent years.
For some reason my mom thinks I love getting kitchen stuff. I don't know why she thinks this. Every year, without fail, she will buy me something kitchen related. One year she bought me a garlic press. Another year she bought me a can collander. Yes...a can collander. I always figured that was what the lid was for once you opened the can. I've also gotten oven mitts and dish towels from her.
This year she got me a set of tupperware bowls from IKEA. Definitely something I could use, but won't for a while. Cooking as a single guy doesn't generate much leftovers. It's all good, though.
I just don't have the heart to tell her to not waste her money on these items. At least they aren't breaking the bank on them. It's become a joke between my brother Jesse and his wife Shannah. They always get a kitchen gagdet for me now. Last year they bought me an electric meat thermometer. That was pretty clutch. Just kidding. I don't even think it worked. It ended up in the trash pretty quickly. I should start keeping these things and then regift them for Jesse. Done!
Sunday, November 29, 2009
I love my mom. I really do! Haha. I can imagine you're wondering where this post is going. I'm not even sure yet.
- Do not argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience.
- I want to die peacefully in my sleep, like my grandfather.. Not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car.
- The last thing I want to do is hurt you. But it's still on the list.
- Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.
- If I agreed with you we'd both be wrong.
- Politicians and diapers have one thing in common. They should both be changed regularly, and for the same reason.
- Children: You spend the first 2 years of their life teaching them to walk and talk. Then you spend the next 16 years telling them to sit down and shut-up.
- A bus station is where a bus stops. A train station is where a train stops. On my desk, I have a work station.
- If 4 out of 5 people SUFFER from diarrhea... does that mean that one enjoys it?
- Some people are like Slinkies ... not really good for anything, but you can't help smiling when you see one tumble down the stairs.
- Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?
- Always borrow money from a pessimist. He won't expect it back.
- Never get into fights with ugly people, they have nothing to lose.
- You are such a good friend that if we were on a sinking ship together and there was only one life jacket... I'd miss you heaps and think of you often.
- Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
So today, or technically yesterday, was my birthday. I don't know why, but it was very surreal. It didn't really seem like past birthdays. Usually, I think about it a lot, but this year was totally different. I kept forgetting about it. I spoke with my parents a week or two ago and they made plans to have me up for dinner this coming Sunday for my birthday dinner. When they brought it up, my first thought was, "Oh yeah. It's my birthday."
The other day I logged onto facebook and happened to see my upcoming friends' birthday list on the home page. I saw that it said Dean Baker and thought, "Hey! It's my brother's birthday soon." Um...Dean is my twin brother. He's nine minutes older than I am. Yeah, I'm a moron. I had to laugh at myself because it took a second to realize that that means it's my birthday, too. No lie.
So here's to old age and not remembering things like your own birthday. Good thing I have others who help me remember. Although, every year I secretly hope that I can make it through without anyone finding out or remembering. I'm not sure why I think that's a good idea. I guess I don't really want the attention. It definitely felt weird tonight and I would have totally been okay not having today of all days be my birthday, but it could have been worse.
I'm glad that I could share it with just a few close friends. They definitely helped the day turn around into a better day than I had going. So for any of you who were with me tonight, thank you again. I'm extremely humbled by your kindness and friendship.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
We drove around the block for about an hour. People were jumping in and out of Cookie's van, we had people hanging out the doors and sun roof. It was sweet.
Then we heard the party was moving to the Stadium. Here's a video of us in the middle of the crowd jumping around. Cookie went hardcore all night. I'm pretty sure he almost died from exhaustion and dehydration.
Here's another video of people rushing the street to celebrate at the stadium. It was insane how many people were out. I would've never guessed that BYU fans would go this nuts. It was so great to see.
We decided to wait up until 2:30am to go meet the team at the airport. First of all, we had to go to Smith's to replenish our bodies with electrolytes. Our throats were so hoarse. The Powerade burned as we drank it. So worth it. We found out that the team was getting in early so we headed to the airport at 1am and they landed around 1:45. There were probably 300 or so people waiting for them their. Here's a video of the plane pulling up to the flight stairs.
And here we all are singing the fight song as the coaches and players get off the plane.
It was such a fantastic night. It's a good thing I have Monday off, because I definitely need some time for my voice to heal before working again. Oh wait, I'm going to the soccer game tomorrow against Oklahoma State. I wouldn't mind another win against an Oklahoma school. I better take it easy.
Here's to BYU and hopefully another great year of college football and one more year closer to a playoff system and the end of the BCS. Go Cougs!!!
Friday, September 4, 2009
OK! I can't even begin to describe how excited I am for Friday, September 18. Here's a little background info for you. Last year, Thursday, August 28, to be exact, I witnessed one of the greatest concerts of all time. OK, that might be a little stretch, but it was without a doubt one of the best nights of my life. Boyz II Men came to little Scera Shell in Orem, UT. Price for a ticket was $10. These guys know how to put on a show. Besides their amazing voices, they do a little choreography, too. So cool.
So I'm watching TV on a lonely Friday night (tonight) and I see a commercial for the Utah State Fair. Didn't think anything of it until the announcer dude mentions a Boyz II Men shirt a guy in the spot is wearing. And then he proceeds to say that they are going to be at the fair. I immediately run to my computer to look at prices and it's only going to be $6.75. I call up my friend Michelle and she doesn't answer. She's a huge fan and also went to the concert last year. I'm mad she doesn't answer. I want to text her, but want to hear her reaction so I wait for her to call me back. She finally does and it's on. We're going! Not that I didn't think we would. I'd go by myself actually.
Now for those of you who read this and know Marge, DO NOT TELL her if by any chance you talk to her. Her birthday is the next day so we're going to get her ticket and take her to the concert as a surprise. Talk about the best birthday ever!
Here is a cover they did of Just My Imagination. If you don't want to watch the whole thing, PLEASE at least watch from when there is about 1:45 left in the video. If that part doesn't give you chills, I don't know what will. So good. Oh man! $6.75? Really? You've got to be jealous.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
I was able to go to Chicago last weekend!! A friend of mine was moving out there and asked me to drive out with her since my brother Bernell lives there. It was a great trip, but way, way too short. My brother Kent and his family came down from Milwaukee as well on Saturday. I hadn't seen him in four years. It had been too long. My niece, Angeles, is five years so I hadn't seen her since she was one. Pretty sad. She's so cute and so much bigger now.
Deanna and I decided to drive straight through to save money and time. I don't sleep well in cars so I didn't get much sleep and we both were pretty loopy by the end of the trip. I remember standing in my brother's house feeling quite jittery. It was pretty funny. I should have wanted to crash, but I was so excited to finally see my family and especially my nieces and nephews that sleep wasn't even on my mind. Unfortunately, Kent only stayed until Saturday night so we only had about seven hours together.
I went to church with Bernell on Sunday and then crashed hard core that afternoon on their couch. It was awesome, though, because my niece, Caitlin, just lied on top of me for awhile and we just chilled. She's six years old and is a fireball. She's so cute and has the most adorable laugh. She was by my side the whole time I was there. My sister-in-law told me that she isn't normally like that, so I loved hearing that. I ate up all the attention she gave me. I'm a sucker for my nieces and nephews. Oh yeah, one funny thing that happened was she and her cousin gave me a foot massage. I don't know how it happened, but it was so funny. He's not in the picture because he went to get food.
Later Sunday night, Deanna and I went into Chicago to walk around, but instead just ended up driving around. I'd never been to Wrigley Field so we drove there, but it wasn't that exciting. It was dark outside, but it didn't look that cool from outside.
Bernell loves guns and has about 19 or so. He's been wanting to trick out a .22 rifle so Monday morning we went to Cabella's, Dick's, and a gun shop called G.A.T. Guns to look at some rifle stocks. It was cool to see him and my 14 year old nephew Andrew talking about the feel and what they liked about the different stocks. It's still weird to me to have nieces and nephews who are teenagers. I still feel so young. It's pretty trippy, but awesome, having similar interests with them. I think not being able to watch them grow up contributes to that. In my mind, I remember them being much younger.
After looking at guns we went to get some Chicago pizza and then I went to my nephew Matthew's football practice. He's nine and in a flag football league. He was so excited to have me there. He asked me after how I think he did and it was fun talking to him about football. Unfortunately, he's thinking about not playing next year. I hope he continues to play throughout school. It'd be awesome to go see him play in some games.
After practice, Deanna came over and we played games the rest of the night. I had to leave for the airport at 6:15 a.m. Tuesday and wasn't able to say goodbye to Caitlin because she crashed on the couch during games which I'm still sad about. Hopefully it won't be another year until I can see them and another four till I see Kent and his family. Actually, I've made it a goal to see them once a year even if it is a quick trip. I actually forgot how much I missed them and loved being around them. They are great brothers and their wives are awesome, too. I don't want to get used to not seeing them again. Not cool.
I'm bad at taking pictures so I didn't take many while I was there. I shot a couple videos of my niece while she was trying to bite my finger. I kept flicking her in the mouth. Another video is one she took and it's just funny because she would reach her arm out like a cat clawing at us and then would flip the camera around on her and hiss.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Are you a male or female:
How do you feel:
Describe where you currently live:
"Here In My Room"
If you could go anywhere, where would you go?
Your favorite form of transportation:
Your best friend:
"Nice to Know You"
You and your best friends are:
What's the weather like:
Favorite time of day:
If your life was a TV show, what would it be called:
"Wish You Were Here"
What is life to you:
"Just a Phase"
Thought for the Day:
How I would like to die:
My soul's present condition:
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Snake Love Affairs:
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
A bit later, I received a text with the same news. I got back online and did a more thorough search and found the news to be true. I can't say I was greatly affected by the news at the time. I guess I would just describe it as a surreal feeling. He's been out of the spotlight for a while now so maybe this is why it didn't seem a big deal to me. I have to admit I'm sick of most news broadcasts focusing so much attention on his death. It's sad, but life goes on.
Well, after work today I turned on the television and was flipping through channels when I came across VH1's rebroadcast of Michael's memorial held earlier today. There didn't seem to be much on so I watched it. I wasn't expecting to be touched by it, but I was.
I've been a fan of Michael's for as long as I can remember thanks to some of my brothers. Until last year, I had Michael's Thriller album on cassette tape. I only got rid of it because I don't have a tape player. I listened to that tape for many years. I'd listen to it as a kid shooting hoops at home, driving, mowing the lawn, and even in the shower. I don't think there was much life left in that thing anyway.
Watching the tribute brought back many more memories I have of listening to Michael's music. One of which is watching the debut of his music video Bad in 1987 with my mom and brothers. I remember waiting for whatever TV show that preceeded it to end. I was so excited. It was a big thing back then. You don't see music videos like that anymore. Especially videos that make it on to national TV to air during prime time spots on networks like CBS, NBC, and ABC.
I know Michael wasn't perfect, but I'm grateful for the music, dancing, and charity work he (and his family) shared with the world. Here's a tribute video I found with one of my favorite songs of his, Man in the Mirror.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
But then all was right in the world since we still had Dave to lift us up with his soft, creamy voice. I admit the guy can sing. I just don't like it very much. He did a version of Vanessa Carlton's A Thousand Miles that I really liked, though. Here's a video he posted on Youtube covering her song.
Needless to say, all the boys and girls in the stadium were going crazy. Here's the best video I captured to prove I saw Archie in real life. Boo-yah, suckas!
Kittens, inspired by kittens @ Yahoo! Video
Well, the same day we went to Gram Bernie's birthday party, we also visited Michelle's aunt who lives close to Bernie. Michelle's aunt's cat just had kittens about 5 weeks before and they were adorable. I'm not a big cat fan, but I love kittens. How can you not? Michelle wanted to adopt one. Specifically the black one they named Lebron. If you know Michelle, this makes perfect sense. Haha! Michelle's roommate, Bethany, also wanted one.
Michelle brought Lebron and Tyson (named after Mike Tyson for his ear biting skills) home for an overnight stay. Lebron fell in love with me. He was so cuddly and chill. I nicknamed him Bear since he would sit on his butt in my hand. He just looked like a little bear cub. I was nominated as the kittens' Godfather and couldn't be more proud of this.
The only issue I have with Bear is his inability to fight. He actually reminds me of when I would fight with my twin bro, Dean. I wasn't a good fighter because I'd laugh so hard that I coudn't really do anything but try and fend off Dean's attacks. Bear is similar in that he falls on his side or back and tyson would go to town on him. They would lay butt to head and Tyson would lie there and kick his hind paws into Bear's head. They were some powerful kicks, too.
It was fun to babysit these kittens the next day while Michelle and Bethany were at school and work. I wouldn't want them as pets, but I don't mind watching them as kittens. I don't have any pictures unfortunately, but I have one video of them wrestling. KITTENS!!!
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Whoa! A blog. Wait...my blog! I'm blogging. What? First facebook and now blogging. The world has come to an end. I didn't imagine this day coming until I was married. Hmm...maybe I should stop imagining about marriage.
I'm sure I fall into the same predicament as any amatuer blogger who wonders what his/her inaugural post should be about. I've pondered this subject for the past couple of days and here you have it. Pure rambling. Classic!
I'm going to pass on an introduction about myself since I'm confident the only people who will read this are family and friends who know my history. If any of you master bloggers would be willing to share with me how to make my blog super cool (i.e. Brady and Taryn), please let me know. Please pass on where I can find cool widgets, backgrounds, and anything else that would turn my blog into a money machine and make me famous! Hey, nothing wrong with aiming high, right?
Well, there you have it. The genesis of my blogging adventure. Let's hope it's successful. Props to Brady for encouraging me to do this. Apparently, blogging is where it's at, so let's see if he's right. I've long feared my life is as mundane as the next person, but hopefully this will open all of our eyes to a new understanding of the awesomeness of my existence (and yours if I'm really successful). In the meantime, ponder on these wise words of Will Smith:
"Half our life is spent trying to find something to do with the time we have rushed through life trying to save."