My Triuphant Return, and some other wandering thoughts

New Blog

2008-03-12T09:16:00.003-07:00

So I may be abandoning this blog, you can follow us over at our new blog at The Hill Family Site

Is it normal to fill nervous

2007-12-13T14:13:00.001-07:00

The clock is ticking; Megan and I are getting married in 15 days and I have yet to get the ring. Why? Because no one at the jewlers could find it last night. I am not sure if I am supposed to get worked up or what? They lost the ring. I was however assured that the ring is somewhere… that made me feel much better. Oh well. I did however get my invites out in the mail finally, so any of my friends that did not get one, let me know and I will send you one out. Also I need to get Megan a christmas gift. In the imortal words of Charlie Brown, GOOD GRIEF.

Response to Duckies COmment

2007-12-04T16:23:00.000-07:00

I guess I never replied to Duckies Comment DEMANDING details. Well to tell you the truth there are no details. I guess officially I have not asked her to marry me. We are still waiting on the ring, and thats it. Of course for those friends of mine that I do not have addresses for, you can leave it here, or email it to me ASAP cause I need to get the invites out soon aparently. Maybe next week I will have more details. Sorry Duckie.

My Co-workers

2007-12-04T16:10:00.000-07:00

OK so I have been very well entertained by my co-workers today. Tom and Shane have been more then amusing. Tom and I started a bet as to how long until Shane blows a gasket. He is the most high strung person you have ever met. Tom thinks it is going to happen prior to the New Years. I am not so sure, I think its going to be more of a mid january for a FULL MELT DOWN. Either way for a 31 year old he is going to have a heart attack SOON.

On the other subject fully engulfing my life.... Megan has started moving her stuff into my house in preparations for Dec 28th! I am now realizing that though nice and comfortable for a bachelor, you put two people with the amount of stuff we have into my house and its a mess. I.E. bikes. I believe we have 7 and 1/2 between us. And my one car garage aint enough.

Me Getting Married

2007-11-12T17:42:00.000-07:00

Yep,
After 6 or 7 years (depends on how you look at it) Megan and I are getting married. Its going to be the end of December in the Bountiful Temple. I am very excited. Plus she loves Jack Bauer as much as I do,

Just thought I would let you guys know,
Love ya all
CBH

My fridge

2007-04-17T20:50:00.000-07:00

So my fridge was sem comida or without food, so I decided to go get me some grub. I have been doing pretyt good with what I eat lately, except for the two chili cheese dogs I bought from you know where the other day, but any whoo, I bought a bunch of stuff of saladas, and I was pretty feliz with myself, until I hit the bakery. they had those DAMN cupcakes that I love so much. So I bought a few. 12 to be exact. well that was last night, and in just a little over 24 overs I am down to 7.
Yes I do suck once again.

Its me again

2007-04-03T15:45:00.000-07:00

So i have not been teh most devote blogger, so sue me. I did get on to the blog so I could send a Happy Brithday wish to my bestest buddy Ducky. So I better add a little update. My man crush on Jack B is slowly going away. ITS THE SAME FREAKING THING IN EVERY EPISODE. I pretty much guess everything that is going to happen. I am still single, blah blah blah. The bathroom is still not finished. I need a wet saw if anyone has one I can borrow. I am actually planning on taking a couple of weeks off this year, not all at once but hey its more then I have the last three years combined. Becca called the other night, I missed her call, sorry becca. Did I mention I got a new bike? Well I did, if I can ever get my personal website back up, I will link some pictures over. Well let me wish you all a happy easter and a good friday.

Love ya!

Of course I am blogging on Jack

2007-01-29T21:10:00.000-07:00

Just a few comments on 24 this year. I actually committed not to watch this year; of course I decided just to check out how Jack is brought back. And Now I am hooked again.
1- How could Jack shoot Curtis? Crazy, he should have aimed at his crotch, cause let me tell you, I am a guy, and I totally would rather be killed then shot in the crotch
2- I still hate all the side stories!!!
3- I still love exclamation points!!!!,,,,
4- And commas,,
5- I was a little disappointed in Jack tonight, he just seemed to get caught a little too easy, of course he was in a prison in China for many months, and he might have been a little out of practice, but he seemed to have no problem in biting a guy in the neck till he died...

PS My bathroom still is not done, if anyone has a tile saw I have two pieces of chair rail I need cut.
PPS Megan and I broke up last fall for anyone counting it was 6 years running.

My new bathroom

2006-08-27T20:10:00.000-07:00

So over the weekend I decided to rip up my flooring and redo the floor with tile, then I got really excited and decided to add some wall tile. Heres a photo of the wall tile. I need to pick a color now to paint the bathroom. Any suggestions?

Final 24

2006-05-08T07:42:00.000-07:00

So as the hours of 24 melt away, I think we need to have a BBQ and watch the final episode of 24 in a few weeks, you are all welcome to come. I know its FHE, so I will have a little lesson ready for those who want to come early. I will be breaking out the old flannel board. And after that, and prior to 24 we will work in my garden.

24

2006-03-07T14:43:00.000-07:00

OK, so when jack shot that lady in the leg, I stood up adn shouted like I was at some sort of a football game.

House Update

2006-02-09T21:16:00.000-07:00

So to go along with my sissy girl couches, I bought some glass vases, and french cheese box (dont ask me why. I also got a big bucket that has some cool stamp work. Maybe if I can find my digital camera that I think got stolen, I will post some pictures. I did offset the girly stuff with a pair of old school wood skis that I got for Christmas, I will have to snap a shot if it too.

The New Season of 24

2006-01-19T21:08:00.000-07:00

So the season started out perfect. I love Chloe, Edger, Tony, everyone, but mainly Jack. The way that guy goes through woemen! I am warning, if you want to die, get involved with Jack. I am a little disappointed however in the last 10 minutes of the season opener. Being a graduate of construction management, I found myself having to hold back the laughter when they showed the hole that had been chipped out to get into some sort of vault where teh nerve gas was being stored (PS Why is there nerve gas at Ontario airport, I have flown into that airport, ITS A HOLE) My problem was that there was not rebar in the concrete. Yeah like the vault would not have collapsed long ago. I am not sure why it bugs me that they forgot to add rebar in the concrete of the "prop" but it does. SOrt of like when there is an elevator scene in a movie, and it breaks down, and they open the ceiling hatch and climb out. YOU CAN't DO THAT. the door is locked! You can only open iit from the outside. Oh well I still am excited for this year.

Save Arrested!!!!

2006-01-10T14:16:00.000-07:00

OK, I am the kind of person that HATES cheesy emails about people getting in crashes and having an angel lift a burning gas tanker off of your car so your 2 month old baby can get free. Don't like them at all, not on a boat, nor in my coat, not with a frog or even a dog. I hate getting funny emails that make me read, I do not find videos, or pictures, but when I have to read... Man that pisses me off. But most of all I hate petitions online!! DO NOT BOTHER ME I DO NOT CARE. However, I had one hit the spot, and I actually signed it. It was the save Arrested Development petition. If you have never seen it, it is hands down the funniest show on TV, and believe me, I am a TV-aholic!

Watch It, Love It, Sign It.

http://www.petitionspot.com/petitions/arresteddev

My Strange search options

2005-11-13T20:13:00.000-07:00

So since I have not been on the good old blog for awhile, I forgot all the details of it. One thing I remembered today was the blogpatrol that Alice set me up with. So I went to the page today and was checking out all the visitors to see who is dumb enough to read this crap, and I saw the search results section. Right in the middle of it was one called " "shirt off" mowing ". So I spent some time trying to find a blog I had written about mowing the lawn with my shirt off. I found one about a fake pair of boobs that came to my house. One or two about skiing, some talk of my girly couches, but nothing on the shirtless lawn mowing.

Of course I am not opposed to being shirtless, and if I can say so myself, in my day I had quit the body, and I mean DAMN. It cames from 4-5 hours a day of swimming. So growing up I loved being down to the nothing of nothingness. Sleeping in boxers, shorts and no shirt all summer, and of course the swim suits. Lots and lots of time in the swim suits. I walked everywhere barefoot, and let me tell you about the tan. Dark, real dark. Of course that could have been in comparison to my best friend Matt, who to this date has never take his shirt off outside of his own shower. We spent a lot of time at Lake Powell, as soon as we would hit the boat ramp; the shirt would come off, and would not go on till we hit Wellington, where we usually stopped for dinner on the way home.
I miss those days of being shirtless, which for obvious reasons does not happen too much. And I hate to say it; I have let the body go a little bit. I firm pecks have given away to flabby man-boobs, my rippling stomach still ripples, only its not a ripple shape, its a ripple motion. I don’t dare wear a Speedo anymore because my love handles are no longer like the tight grips of a fast motorcycle they are more like hanging of the chin of Janet Reno. You could not tell I was wearing anything if you saw me from the side.

Well I hope people stop looking up shirtless lawn moving because it’s depressing me that my blog shows up under that search.

Thanks Alice, but it just don't work

2005-11-10T15:08:00.000-07:00

So things at work have been pretty hectic lately. Pretty stressful. So I think I have lost all my creative juices, I have nothing to write about.
I begged and pleaded with Alice to give me some good ideas for my blog today. This was the best she could come up with
“Last year I was going on dates with this guy ... he seemed nice, but then he told me one night that his dad dressed him in dresses until he was 8 because really he wanted a girl, not a boy. I had to end it... I never spoke to him again after telling him it wouldn't work out.

He called Sunday night... it has been like a year. “

OK Alice, I will give it a stab.

So I got a call the other night from this guy I was seeing about a year ago. It was a pretty awkward call. Apparently he has been working at a Denny’s in Oceanside CA and playing with the guys in the band in the evening. His words “We got a sweet gig down at Izzles in San Diego next month.” Loser. He was seeing some chick from Whitter, so they would only see each other on the weekends, and maybe once during the week. So they broke up last week because he still thought about me a lot. That totally creeped me out. He said he was coming up to Utah next week, and needed a place to crash, so I suggested the Holiday Inn. He laughed and said no seriously, and I told him yes seriously. Man that guy is such a moron! I think it stems from the fact that his dads one wish in life was to have a daughter, so big was this wish, that his dad dressed him in dresses till he was 8. OK so he is the one who said 8, I know his cousin from the gym, and he told me it was more like 5. Once again creepy. The funny thing is is that he is very masculine looking. But acts like a chick. And the boy can dress. Shoes are his life, next to the band. So as he is sharing his sad story to me over the phone the other night, tell me how much he is thinking of me, and how much he hurts from the last girl…..

Yeah sorry Alice, this is not working for me, and let me tell you why.

Aside from the fact that I am heterosexual, I don’t like guys. (being a swimmer for all those years is a pretty big turn off)

I would never date a guy in a band. Yuck

No one I date could work at a Dennys, (High standards, maybe some day I will list my dating requirements as a blog)

Once I ate Thanksgiving dinner at Dennys in San Diego, and I got sick that night and puked about 4 times.

I hate going on dates and getting stuck listening to my date talk about how pathetic their love life is. TURN OFF

I have a friend named Paul. Paul used to wear cut off shorts, fish net shirts, and cowboy boots. So I am pretty turned off to guys who dress weird as a child.
Sorry Alice, I guess I can not finish that story, and I got nothing to blog about today. I will think about it and try to get something up real soon.

Well hello there

2005-11-02T15:22:00.000-07:00

Buddha once said a dog is not considered a good dog because he is a good barker. A man is not considered a good man because he is a good talker. I add to that writer. I am weak in the ways of the pen and tongue. I am a heck of a good skier, and I fancy myself alright at triathlons. I believe that you need to find your niche in life and really stick to it. If there was a way to make a lot of money skiing, I would have to take it. This is one of the reasons I stopped blogging, I pretty much suck and writing, and it really is a demanding mistress. But as of late, I have been getting a lot of pressure to join the blog world again, and being someone who is admittedly easily swayed by friends, I decided there had to be a way to do it, on my terms, and yes, my term includes using lots, and lots, and lots, of commas.

So here are a few ground rules

1- I can blog on the toilet. (It saves me a lot of time)
2- I, can, use, all, the, comma, I want.
3- I will try to abstain from fake breast blogs
4- I will try not to offend too many cultures
5- My blog will be mostly about love and happiness, and skiin

So having said that I blog
I got something on my mind, and yes it has to do with public restrooms.
I am a little finicky when it comes to using the bathroom. I get used to a toilet or a restroom, and I stick with it. I hate using unfamiliar toilets, I have been know to walk blocks to get to a familiar toilet. In our office building we have to restrooms. One on my floor and one upstairs. I have grown accustomed to them both. I can use either one, though the main floor has the most tenants on it, so it is always full, and STINKS. I tend to walk up a flight of stairs and use the upstairs one. Low use, low smell. A new tenant has moved in upstairs, so now I may as well stick to the main floor restroom. This made me mad. I thought I could not get any more mad. But then I noticed something that got me even more mad. The guys in my building DO NOT WASH THEIR HANDS. Its terrible. Those that do, kind of rub their hands under the water then walk out. I do not understand how these guys can work for engineering firms, computer companies, financial firms and insurance firms, (all industries that tend to attract smarter people) and still not have enough brains to wash their hand after using a filthy public bathroom. Come on guys lets get with it.
I once read a blog where a friend complained about this, I know get why they were so digusted!!!
Love you guys, and I am glad to be back, until I get bored again.

A Farewell TO Everyone

2005-06-09T20:41:00.000-07:00

Well my friends, as you can tell I have not been around much lately. I have been spending a lot of time training for the triathlons, and runs I have been doing this summer. My work is going crazy, I have a lot of projects going, and they are consuming a lot of my time. Plus blogging has been blocked at work. Also I am moving into my new condo pretty soon, so I am shutting down my internet, and phone in an effort to conserve money till then. Plus come on lets face it, if I can not blog on the toilet, and talk about my fake boobs, or blog about 24 I aint got much.

I have enjoyed the time and the friends associated with the blog. I have had a ton o' fun, and you guys are all amazing. I am going to miss you all, but I have made the decision to end it all right here, and right now. OK so I am not taking my own life, I am just shutting the blog down. Come on after the whole blogging on the toilet thing I think we all knew my blog was doomed. I’m going to miss you all, and please feel free to email me, if you know my email. I will not be around the internet too much over the next few months, but I will try to keep in touch and try to read your blogs when I can get to it..

Now here are my top ten blogs, thanks for the laughs and tears! GO Cougars

10- Marta’s efforts at match.com
9- Sarah making out
8- Carrie Ann’s Reality TV efforts, (I could not find it in the archive)
7- Kacy’s in general (Even if I think they are too long wink wink)
6- Carly’s scratching
5- Marcys weird things I say,
4- Becca’s New York Times trouble with the neighbor (I could not find it in the archives)
3- Becca’s Crazy neighbor that folded her cloths (I could not find it in the archives)
2- Kaycee’s birth control eating dog ( I think she has a new website for the blog but I never found it)
1- Christians drivers license blog. PS Christian did you ever finish the playhouse? Call me and I will come over for my yearly Saturday of work and pizza.

Thanks everyone for being great, I love you all! Best wish

Too Much Drama

2005-05-17T06:06:00.000-07:00

OK, 24 is sometimes filled with to much drama. The whole gay son/brother deal. And why did Heller disappear for so long? I saw the whole Michelle/Tony thing going weeks ago, and we knew that Tony would be put in a bad situtation. I think he will die. The writers of 24 are bitter towards relationships. No one can keep a relationship on that show. I am excited though for the final 2 hours next week. Big BBQ at Hazars house.

Work Bites

2005-05-03T12:14:00.000-07:00

I made a promise that I would have a special blog for today, but I can not think of anything to blog-on. So I thought maybe I could recap 24, but the more I think about it, the more I realize it was just to much kissy-kissy. Then I thought maybe a recap on the ski season, but I do not think most people like skiing as much as me.

So then I settled on 10 things I wish I was doing other then work.

1-Mowing my lawn with my shirt off.
2-Mowing someone elses lawn with my shirt off.
3-Re-enacting “Grease” I would be John Travolta, but I would need a cool leading lady.
4-Playing name that tune, I sure love that game.
5-Visiting our nations capital, I have never been, and it would be fun.
6-Hanging out with my grandparents, cause I sure love’em
7-Actually hanging out with any old person, I sure love, and love looking out for their needs.
8-Listening to anything by Gavin DeGraw.
9-Or Better yet, listening to “Let Your Love Flow”
10-OK anything but being here.

This is dedicated to that special someone.

My face is my own business

2005-04-22T07:36:00.000-07:00

We have a lady in our office who constantly has to remind me when I don’t shave. Let me tell you about me and shaving. If I did not strongly feel that someday soon, the whole George Michael scruff look is going to hit main stream again, I would have my face waxed! I hate shaving; I have it with all the passion I can muster up. Maybe if I used shaving cream it would be better. I have tried everything to make it enjoyable. I have bought every type of electric, every type of straight razor, and nothing short of the MACH 3 works. (I love the MACH 3). So I hate shaving, and unfortunately I do not do it everyday. Which brings me to my point that I think it’s funny that this lady has to bring it up every time. I actually have 3-4 ladies in my life who bring it, none of which are related to me. WHY DO THEY CARE? I am not dating them, they are all old ladies. I am in no way affecting them or their lives by having 1-2 days growth. Get off my back. I do not go around making sure you have shaved your legs or air pits, leave my face alone.

PS you know who looks good with scruff? Jack Bauer!

Jacks a Bad Arse!

2005-04-18T21:07:00.000-07:00

I love Jack Bauer, I have the biggest crush on him, and no Marcy, its not a non-sexual!!

Man he is just sexy. And Bad, and tough, he would be great to cuddle up with.

I just have one question. How could htey not see a jeep cruising across the desert? They got one, but how did they miss Marwan? I would rule CTU. Plus I would secure CTU so people could not just walk in and out!

Oh Sweet Twinkies!

2005-04-14T19:45:00.000-07:00

I have been trying pretty hard to eat healthy lately. I have got some races going on this summer, and I am a little disappointed at my overall appearance. (It comes from an incident with me catching a glance of myself coming out of the shower naked in a mirror, long story) So I have been doing pretty good these last few months, but I really got a sweet tooth yesterday. I started fantasizing about all the sweets I loved to eat, but have not had in awhile.

I like Twinkies, I like chocodiles, I like banana pies (moon pies) Hostess Cup Cakes, Suzie Q’s, Honey Bums, Fruit Pies (apples peach, warm, cold, I like em any way and all flavors) I like the donetts, and the brownie bites (though I hardly ever seen them around). Of course I have not even touched on the Little Debbies, I think for the price, they almost can not be beat. The Christmas cakes, (Halloween and Easter too) The Brownies. Little Debbie will always have a place in my heart.
Did I mention Ho Ho’s? My sister in law at Ho Ho’s and Mt Dew for breakfast for years. Ah the breakfast of champions.
But I guess in the end, I will be better off, when I am 90 and all my friends are dead.

Questions that Have come to mind through my attendance at church

2005-04-11T15:26:00.000-07:00

A Few questions that came to mind while the Sunday speakers were going over their allotted time.

Why do people bring babies to church?
Why are Sundays always the nicest days of the week?
Why does McDonalds call it special sauce when really it’s just Thousand Island?
Why do sometimes I feel like Christian looked on his driver’s license when I don’t go to bed till after 10:00 PM?
Why did the guy that usually sits in front of me in church let his wife cut his hair?
Why do I find the Olson Twins cute?
Why do news reporters look like plastic?
Why did my parents choose to name me Cameron (Cameron means crocked nose look it up)
Why do my friends think that I want their dog climbing all over me?
Why do my friends think I want their kids climbing all over me?
Why do some of my friends think that their kids climbing all over me are cute? (They really are not)
Why am I not paying attention?

Hey Ben B

2005-03-30T14:52:00.000-07:00

So Ben,
I am heading to do the St George Tri!

Now as to the 24 this week. I am dying to know what the plane is going to blow up Air Force One? The White House, CTU? The In and Out Burger just off the PCH? THey had better decide real soon because the whole story with the plane is dragging on!

My Crazy Weekend

2005-03-17T22:32:00.000-07:00

So here's a little pictorial record of some of the things I did this weekend.

Sort of a bad picture of my, but Dead Horse Point is always cool.

Dead Horse Point Looking Towards Moab and the La Sal Mt's

The Colorado River

Our camp just outside Moab near the Colorado

What did you do this weekend?

Ah TV......

2005-03-15T21:16:00.000-07:00

So I have not really been blogging much, I am finding it time consuming and well sometimes its just boring. Of course Top Ten Lists are always fun.

SO here it is, I have thought about some of my top ten shows, (somewhat based on the type of show.)

This is in now particular order.

1-The Simpons. (OK this is really #1)
2-Seinfeld
3-Dukes of Hazard
4-Amazing Race (Top Reality Show)
5-24
6-Facts of Life
7-Cheers
8-M.A.S.H.
9-The Wonder Years
10-King of The Hill

Honarble Mention: Different Strokes. Saved By The Bell, A-Team, Knight Rider, Muder She Wrote (DOn't ask) ER

I am sure there is something I am missing, but really growing up most of these shows were watched religiously. And now days, I come home from work, and flop down on the couch and watch Simpsons and King of the Hill, and thats about it. The only two shows I have programmed into the DVR to watch are Amazing Race, and 24.

I told Everyone that Paul was not evil!

2005-03-02T12:08:00.000-07:00

OK so I must start off my thoughts today by saying, blogging is WAY to time consuming. I have been so swamped lately (Work is booming right now). I have no free time, and now that I moved my laptop off my coffee table, and put it into the kitchen on teh table,( a room a hardly visit since the Del Taco is right down the street) I can not even blog while watching TV.

Now I must say OK, I was wrong, Paul might not be evil, but lets also say this, CURTIS IS A BAD ARSE!! I was pretty impressed by him, killing two guys with his bare hands. Its a good life lesson. I thought Curtis was this skirt wearing pansy boy, who worked in an office but turns out the man is a cold blooded killing machine. This made me realize that we can not judge a book by its cover. We need to look deep into the souls of people to see the true killer in them.

I am still wondering why they did not cut the dead guys finger off instead of taking Mariann? And Driscoll has been going down hill the whole time, its time she is gone. I was glad to have two weeks in a row where someone did not infiltrate CTU, apparently they have the "lock down " issues worked out.

And what about the scenes from next week? Tony in charge again. CTU kicks A again.

I KNEW PAUL RAINES WAS EVIL

2005-02-21T22:25:00.000-07:00

I knew it I knew it I knew it. He disappeared WAY to fast. I am so smart S M R T!!!

I thought he was pretty evil right from the start. I am liking Tony a lot this year, after being a jerk last year.

I was really wondering about Driscoll, she is being too nice. And when will CTU learn, if you leave CTU with someone, TAKE ABOUT 100 PEOPLE. I thought of all the hours, this was teh slowest. Good but a tad slow. And how come Sarah did not have any burn marks on her neck?
My predictions about Behrooz? Was I right? did I say he would put a slug in his dad? Thats how I am remembering my predicition.
Any thoughts on the next few weeks?

My Thoughts on Jack and Company

2005-02-16T15:41:00.000-07:00

So I know I promised my deepest thoughts on 24 sooner then I am getting it up there. But when the snow gods grace you with 24” of the lightest driest powder you have ever seen. AND the company sends you to a breakfast/ski day at Snowbird, well……… Not much you can do but obey when you are trying to climb the company ladder. I certainly did not what to be there, but I took one for the team, and gave up a day of sitting in my office dealing with complete morons, to ski.

As to 24, VERY INTERESTING.Though I must say, when you are recording it to watch later, DO NOT WATCH THE LAST 5 MINUTES. It sort of ruined the whole show. I loved it though. I am still trying to figure out just what Edgar was going to do to rescue his mom. And what is wrong with the neighbors, leaving an old lady.

I am glad that Tony is going to finish this thing out, and I think something big is going to happen to him, very soon. I still think his girlfriend needs to be adiosed!
The president is a weasel, he must be with the Green Party. I hated President Palmer, because of the whole Sherry side story (Not a big fan of the 24 side stories), but I would rather see him in there then this jerk that’s President now.

Behrooz was alright to stand up to his dad, though he still sounded like a sissy, I could pound the kid, and I am a wimp. I have a feeling Driscol is also going down soon. But not until Maryann regains consciousness.

Favorite part: Jack rushing into the hotel room and keeping Dina from capping herself. Jacks my hero and as Marcy says I have a non-sexual crush” on him.

No 24 Until Tomorrow!

2005-02-15T10:59:00.000-07:00

So because of the dumbest "Holiday" in teh history of man, I missed 24, its recorded, and the traditional 24 Hazar/Hill Hot Tub Pizza Party will be tonight. I did however see the last 2 minutes, I saw that Beroozh got caught by his dad???????? Yikes. I am excited to see it tonight.

CBH

Various Stages of Mormonism

2005-02-11T08:50:00.000-07:00

OK, Kacyee fixed the comments, I have copied eveyones over to VSofM. Thank you come again.

The comments are working again, and I have moved everyones over from my site, thanks guys. And sorry, my blog got mixed up, I will fix it know so my dinosaur story makes sense. I have reposted my blog sorry, you all must have thought I was an idiot!

Having failed so many times in my life at so many different things I have picked my life heroes very carefully. On the top of my list is President Abraham Lincoln. All his failures make me realize that life is not so bad. As I was thinking about the topic this week, I remembered a quote by Lincoln that I love.

"If I were to try to read, much less answer, all the attacks made on me, this shop might as well be closed for any other business. I do the very best I know how - the very best I can; and I mean to keep doing so until the end. If the end brings me out all right, what's said against me won't amount to anything. If the end brings me out wrong, ten angels swearing I was right would make no difference."

And that's all I have to say on the matter. OK its not, you all know I am long winded, so here it goes. I quoted Lincoln here because of the phrase "I do the very best I know how- the very best I can, and I mean to keep doing it until the end" Having failed so badly at life, I love his attitude. I love the fact that he does the best he can. Some people may have a more clear understanding of right and wrong, some people may have a better capacity to select the right choices, and there are some that are great at learning from making the wrong choices. My suggestion to all is to do the very best they know how to, and keep doing it to the end. On top of President Lincoln's words I add to always strive to do better, to be better, and to make your own life and those around you better.

We all have some knowledge of right and wrong. We all have the ability to pick right over wrong. I believe that in general we are doing alright. We are not perfect, but there is a lot of good being picked over evil in this world. There are times when we all fall; there are moments of weakness that become defining points in our lives. A lot of times we focus on the negative, and the wrong we have done. It is better to focus on the lessons we have learned. The strengths we have developed to overcome our weaknesses, and our wrong choices. I think if we were to ask JP if she is a strong person for having been through what she has been through, I bet she would say yes. I am sure that anyone reading this could share the ways that they have been strengthened by having made unfortunate mistakes in their lives. As the old adage goes, "The Glory of man is to rise each time we fall".

I do not think it is a question of knowing right from wrong, or knowing right and hoosing right, I think it is a question of are we raising each time we fall? Because you would have to be an idiot to think that we are not going to fall.

Now as to the title. Oh the infamous dinosaur incident of the first grade. I remember it like it was yesterday, and not some 25 years ago. Mrs. Miller had just let us go to recess, and P.M and I acted like we were going out to play. But really we were not. We were plotting to steal the plastic dinosaurs from one of our classmates, which he had left in his bag in the coat closet. Did we know that taking something that did not belong to us was wrong? Well after we got caught that was our excuse, but I can say now, yes, yes we knew it was wrong, and we still did it. We got about three days worth of excitement out of those dinosaurs. But the entire time I had a nagging sickness in my stomach. That misdirection of good choices in my life weighed as hard on me as any wrong doing I have done since. I was literally sick. Of course there can the fateful day a few days later when my dad got the call from P.M.s dad and he marched me across the street and the four of us sat down and discussed what had happened. I remember the first cover was to lie, lie and lie some more, anything to get out of trouble. But the guilt built more and more. The nagging sickness worsened very second. And then it hit. The reason I was getting sick. I had let my dad down. He had taught me that it was wrong to take something that did not belong to me, and I did it. I was in tears and scared to death, was my dad going to hate me for life? That was all I could think about, (that and what was going to happen when my mom, the enforcer of rules in our home was going to do to me). Well the dinosaurs were returned, some sort of shamed apology was made to E.B. and over the course of a few weeks the incident slowly went away, except for my brother making fun of me for it for years after that. I remember trying extra hard to return to my fathers grace over those weeks. Trying to be extra good, and do what I was told. I somehow made it back into my dads favor. Of course now that I look back at the meaningless incident that took place 25 years ago I was never out of my father's grace. He may have been disappointed in my decision, but he never stopped loving me. So it is with our family and friends, and with our God, we make mistakes and we fall, but they never stop loving us, (unless they are dead beats, in which case, I still love you). I fully believe that there comes a great joy for our family and friends to see us rise and over come. So to sum up my thoughts, I say this: None of us are perfect, we make mistakes, but you have to rise above them. You can not dwell on them, you can learn from them, but don't dwell. Take the lessons you learned write them in a journal, talk about them with a friend, but do not dwell on your mistakes from the past. And never think you are a bad person for having made a mistake, "To err is human, but to forgive is divine," and we always have to forgive ourselves for our short comings. I had a seminary teacher who used to yell to us as we left the building BABU, everyday, BABU, without fail BABU. A very simple phrase, with a lot of power. Be A Better You.

Love you all and have a fantastic weekend!

PS to the Faulconers: I would like you both to sing "Love at Home" prior to
leaving any comments here.

Howdy

2005-02-08T18:45:00.000-07:00

OK so here I am this will be a live action blog to record my deepest feelings on 24,

1st, Driscoll still sucks
2nd Tony's girlfriend needs a swift kick to the crotch.

I also thought it was interesting the public service announcement that Jack made about the Muslin Americans. I have always felt that the reason the middle easterners hate American so bad is because of all the cheesey movies about terrorist taking plane and hostages movies of the late 70’s early 80’s. Of course movies like “Not with out my Daughter” did not help. Though Sally Fields…. Wow.
Now back to 24, (I forgot to speed past the commercials with the DVR that makes me so mad.)
I really hate Mariann, and dearest hope is that Edger puts a cap in her head.
I like Edger but he is too wishy washy, he needs to man up and take the bull by the horns.
I have had a lot of feedback about how great Tony is, but man he’s got a crappy attitude. Maybe he needs a swift kick to the crotch too. Bastage!!
(I love it that Tony watches Fotebol in Spanish)
Though I was glad that he finally got off his arse.
So on the part about Berooz, GO TO THE POLICE!! Of course they are going to get caught, do they think a Dr does not know what a gun shot wound looks like?
And how did they just walk out of the ER? There were cops all over.

My final thought, HOW COME ITS SO HARD FOR CTU TO LOCK DOWN THE BUILDING. How did Mariann get out? Driscoll needs to be fired.

Good episode, even if all my naysayer friends thought it sucked.

Too Much James Bond can make a guy sterile.

2005-02-02T21:49:00.000-07:00

So the good old Encore has been running a load of James Bonds, (Sean Connery being my favorite, Pierce Brosnan being my least favorite based on incidents involving him and me at Sundance.) I have tried to watch as many as possible and those that I can not watch I record on the DVR. I have been thinking who I would like to see as a Bond girl, and of course the obvious ones came to mind, the Elizabeth Hurleys, or the Liv Tylers. Then I thought there are a lot of gals out there who you would never think of as Bond girls who would do great.
The first one I thought about was Minnie Driver. How great would she be? The curly hair blowing in the wind as she jumped from second story window onto the back of an moving motorcycle, piloted by James Bond. The second one I thought about was Shelly Long. She could add some good humor to the Bond series, cause lets faca it the humor is kind of stupid.
The third lady I thought might make a great Bond girl was Kirsten Dunst, no particular reason, I have just had a thing going for her the last little while.

Hmmmm???

2005-01-31T22:18:00.000-07:00

TONY's BACK!!!!

My Toilet room change of heart

2005-01-27T14:19:00.000-07:00

I used to be a huge fan and supporter of the toilet partitions that went all the way to the floor. But after a recent incident which I will not go into, I decided that maybe I need to relook things over in regards to the floor length partitions. The thought has come to my head, (we have seen it in movies time and time again), what if I fell and hit my head on the toilet? I would be laying there in the toilet compartment, on the floor and no one could see me. It could be hours before a cleaning crew came in and discovered my bloody body, laying in the mess that is a public restroom floor. And what if I fell and hit my head on the flush lever, fell to the ground unconscious, and the toilet clogged up while flushing? I would lay there in the poopy toilet water and the no one could see my body because of the floor length walls.

I used to think the privacy afford a full length toilet compartment was well worth any other problems created by it. But after the “incident” and the following thoughts that came with it, I have to say no to the toilet partitions. I want to stick with old powder coated metal partitions. With all the joyous etchings that are sure to some with them. I just wish they could do something about that crack that everyone peaks through to see if anyone is in there.

Follow up to My Girl

2005-01-24T19:41:00.000-07:00

So I was getting ready to go to a friends house to watch this weeks 24, and I flipped on teh channel to Encore, and there it was, My Girl, yep. It was the part where they become blood brothers. I am tearing up. I can feel the bee scene coming on.

Poor Me

2005-01-20T16:47:00.000-07:00

I posted a nice post about how happy I was, and how I was going to move on past what Mr Faulconer had said to make me cry, and how there was a twinkle in my eye and a spring in my step and this was because of the fact the Jon and Victoria lost this week on The Amazing Race. But it did not post, so I suck, I apparently have no clue what I am doing. I am losing posts, and comments, and I lost my lunch last week. I put it in the fridge at work and then at noon, I went in and BOOM it was gone. I really do not think someone stole it, I really think I put it somewhere other then the fridge and just thought I put it away. Thats what happens when you get over 30. I swear my level of memory went down 38% after I turned 30, and every year since then I have lost 6% a year. Soon I will forget to wake up and I will have to move a TV into my room, and people will say "we might as well stick him in an old folks home" and I will agree.

I cried during My Girl

2005-01-17T13:50:00.000-07:00

I am kind of a sensitive guy, I cried during My Girl, not that I really care if the little kid died, I just did, because he did die. I am always feeling bad about things. Like the time that my friend Matthew and I went skiing and he broke his leg. I felt guilty about that, like it was my fault he could not ski for crap. Then there was the time that my mom and I went to Taco Bell in her BRAND NEW mini-van, and we pulled into the drive up window. I decided at the last minute that I wanted to go to the counter and order, so she tried to back up, and drove off the retaining wall that separated it from the old bowling ally across from PHS. I felt so bad, that I ran about 8 blocks to our neighbor’s car shop to get him for my mom, to help get the van off the wall. Was it my fault? I doubt it, but I still felt like it was, I felt like it was my fault that my mom, though being a great pork chop cooker, could not drive to save herself.

I hate the guilt feeling. I hate confrontation. I am a lover of peace, and a hater of anger. Some may say that I have a sweet spirit, call it what you want, I am sensitive. So imagine how distraught I was at reading a comment from Mr Faulconer questioning the length of my last blog. I do not like long blogs. It usually takes 2 or 3 sittings for me to get through them, or I have to print them off and take them to the bathroom, but I can not mention that because everyone gets grossed out. I felt like I had to make the blog long because I could see no way to explain what happened at the Wienerschnizl in a short blog. So I am hurt, and I am demanding a public blog apology from Mr Faulconer, a well know blog lurker!

PS Anyone in Provo is welcome to come to the FHE dinner tonight to welcome Sarah into town. I am thinking Los Hermanos in Provo at 7 PM. Just leave a comment and I will get back to you.

Cholesterol, the king and ruler of my heart and artries

2005-01-14T15:27:00.000-07:00

So I have not talked about Del Taco for awhile. I have not been there for a long time, last time I went, I had a bad experience. I don’t know why anyone eats at any restaurant. Have you seen the kitchens in these places? THEY SUCK. They are so scarey, and dirty and things are being dropped on the floor and people are going to the bathroom and washing their hands all the time in these joints, really they are. ( I threw the “really they are” in there because we are reading Catcher in the Rye).
I have seen cooks slip and fall because of the crap on the floor, I remember one time at a pizza joint with Becca and her family we were watching them pull their pizza out of the oven and it fell on the floor and the guy grabbed it really quick not knowing we were watching and then looked around to see and saw us with our mouths dropped open, so he threw it away. He totally would have given it to them if no one had seen. Ask anyone who has worked fast food, they all have horror stories (Please feel free to leave them). Megans mom bit into a meal at the Mulboons in Salt Lake, a sort of nice place, and she bit into a used, bloody bandage. I have worked at a place that had me paint above the cook while he was chopping lettuce for a salad. I know that paint flipped in and not being able to speak Spainish I just finished and got out of there as fsat as possible. So why do we torture ourselves with this fast food, or any restaurant food? It’s usually not that healthy as it is.

When I see something happen at a restaurant or fast food, that makes me sick, I usually avoid it for awhile. I stopped going to Taco Bell for about 2 years because I got sicked out, plus the service sucked. I did not go to Del Taco for 3 or 4 months because the food was spoiled. But I think the worst thing I ever saw was at a Wienerschniztal. There was a rather hot girl I worked with that most guys liked, who came up to me on night after work and asked if I wanted to go out to eat. I said yes and we took off together. Driving down Provo Canyon, I asked her where she wanted to eat, I was thinking Chilies of Applebees type food. She answered how about we get some chili cheese dogs from the Wienerschniztal. My heart stopped, a heavenly glow appeared around her face, and I think I could her choirs of angels singing. I had found my true sole mate. So we went there and we were enjoying ourselves when she stopped talking and started focusing on something behind me. I turned around to see a guy in a trench coat standing at the garbage can. I asked her what was up. She said, I think that guy is peeing into the garbage can. So now I had to turn around even more to check this out. I looked (along with everyone else in the dining area) at this guy for a minute. Then I had to turn around and gently explain to my date though he was doing something, it was not peeing. She had a lost look on her face, so I, once again gently, explained to her that the reason his arm was moving was because he was gratifying himself into the garbage can of the Wienerschniztal. He finished with about 6 people starring with mouths open, and closed his trench coat and walked out. We did not finish our dogs. I did not go back for many years, 4 or 5. It’s sad because I love the Wienerschniztal.

I just don’t understand why people eat at fast food joints.

nothing much happening

2005-01-11T21:33:00.000-07:00

I hate it when I have nothing left after work. I have been so swamped at work, that I get home from work and I am dead, so dead that I have nothing to even blog about. But I get mean emails from Becca, so I have to post something. So heres my blog for the day. Ok its been 15 minutes since I started this and nothing. So I am going to comment on 24, I am going to make this my last year, because I can not continue watching it because I get to anixous between the episodes, which is just what they want of me, but it drives me crazy. This year is already off to a great start.

UPS, how I love you, but you freaked me out this time

2005-01-04T06:17:00.000-07:00

So Last Halloween, (Around Oct 15th 2004) I came home from work and to my excitement, had a "Sorry We Missed you, be back tomorrow" note on my door from UPS. I started thinking of all the things it could be.... Maybe something i bought off ebay and had forgot about. Maybe something I had returned and the company was finally replacing... I had no idea what it was, BUT I WANTED IT. So I left the note saying please leave it at the Wiltbanks, my dear neighbors who take pity on the stupid single guy going to a married family ward, and do nice things for me. I was so anxious to get my package that I left work early, and headed straight for the Wiltbanks house. When I knocked on the door, and asked Marcie for the package, I totally acted like I knew what it was, and had been expecting it for weeks, real business like, but when she handed it to me and closed the door, I took off running for my apartment. I ran in the door, and downstairs, and for the first time looked at the lable, To my dismay, it was not for me, it was for some guy who had lived there years ago.
Well I was pissed, and let the box sit by my door till just before Christmas, with the hopes the UPS would pass by, and I would run out and return the package. They never did, and i was too lazy to drive to the UPS Store, come on its three blocks away, and I am lazy. So at Christmas I moved the box to the upstairs hallway while cleaning the house for my wassle party. Well it sat there for a couple of weeks, and last night my curiousty got the best of me. Yes, I know its illegal, and I will most likely end up in hell, but after opening it, I realized there was no way that anyone was ever going to admit that they purchased this so no one would ever care that I had opened it.

I have attached a picture, just scroll down. I hope you do not consider this porn, but please be aware, it is for adult eyes only. No minors please!

Yep its a set, or pair, or whatever of fake boobs. Things that make you go hmmm.
I must say I was taken aback for sure! Large Tube Top, in case you can not read it, it says "Natural Latex" "Foam Filled" And my most favorite part "MADE IN THE USA" Oh the pride that is boasted in me!

So many questions are running through my mind, some appropriate, some not really. The hows, and the whys, some I may never be able to answer, and maybe when I get married others will be.

So now the question is do I send them back because you know that guy aint calling me and asking for his fake boobs.

Boo On All My Readers

2005-01-03T16:05:00.000-07:00

OK, people, you do not seen to excited about the EXCITING changes to my blog, so boo on you.

I have another big deal going on, and I would like a little more excitment out of you people.

I am buying new phones tonight (not cell phones, cell phone companies are THE DEVIL)

Heres the web page

http://www.rcwilley.com/SetProduct.soa?id=VT2675

I will have to blog about how cool my new phones are tomorrow, you know the important stuff in my live, unless Aidan has already bought new phones, then I will change over to lamps, you can never have too many lamps around the house!

The New Blog

2004-12-28T23:32:00.000-07:00

OK, I have recieved my feedback on my site, So we have made some MAJOR CHANGES.

1- New Name, lots of effort has gone into this name. It really adds to the site.
2- A- Team music no longer starts automatically. Its still playable, but it will not start by itself.

Hope you enjoy the new and improved blog, watch for more changes in the future!

24

2004-12-22T22:55:00.000-07:00

OK, hold on, I need to go read Aidans post to make sure that no where in his post has he written about 24 or any other numbers because, I would hate to have my "friends" turn on me AGAIN!!!

OK I am back I did not find anything so lets go.

My favorite show right now, (Besides MASH King of the Hill and The Simpsons) is 24. Very clever. its something new and fresh on the over crowded airwaves of my evenings. I am so sick of the crap that is on TV, so its great to have a show like 24 that is new, and is not based around everyone either being gay or trying to sleep with each other. I highly recommed watching it if you like a good drama/action show. Plus Keifer, phew, you ladies know what I am talking about. The only problem is they sucker you into watching every episode or you are totally lost, but it still is worth it!
Sorry my blog is short, boring, un-funny, and not creative, work has come crashing in on me, and I am just trying to make it to the new year.

The A Team

2004-12-18T22:25:00.000-07:00

(Please Turn Up your sound on your computer to make sure you get the most out of this post)

I must say that growing up, I had a complete love affair with the A Team. What a great show!! Heres why it is:

1-Every week they drugged BA Baracus to get him on the plane, "I pity the fool who tries to get BA on a plane, I hate planes"
2-Every week they turned their black van into a tank, adn it would get blown up and shot up, but the next week, it was perfect (Kind of like the General Lee)
3-Mad Murdock, come on the guy lived in the crazy bin, but yet every week he escaped then made i tback in.
4 Face-- HIS NAME WAS FACE
5-I love it when a plane comes together.
6- They lived in the LA underground, what in the H is the the LA underground?
7-Somehow they always ended up in Mexico jumping their van through the gates of a monestary.

Of course this sounds sarcastic, but I really did love the A Team. It was a classic. Along with the A Team, I put Dukes of Hazard, Knight Rider and Facts of Life.

The Origin of Man, a theory on our beginning and our disposition.

2004-12-15T14:04:00.000-07:00

The big bang intrigues me . I find it fascinating. However, that not what my blog is about. That’s just a Kacy trick to get people reading my blog! Suckers.

I want to actually want to write about all the things I have done with Ed. (If you do not know Ed, well you simply must meet him)
I met Ed 5 years ago, it was at ward prayer, yes I went once. I was wearing my maintenance worker shirt from Harrah’s of Las Vegas. Brent and I had found them at the Savers in Vegas. The name on the shirt said “Ed S”
Well when I shoed up with that shirt, Ed about jumped on me and said, I MUST HAVE THAT SHIRT. Later that evening, I went with a new girl in the ward to a park, (after having stopped by Ed’s house to arrange a “date” with her and Ed. Well to make a long story short an hour later the girl looked at me and said, “You want to make out don’t you” (which I thought was silly, duh, you are a girl, and I am a guy, do the math). Wel needless to say, yep. The funny part about Ed is, is that he took her out 4x4ing the next night, and they ended up making out. We did not find this out till year later.
Ed is a nerdy brain. (He is getting a Dr’s degree at U Chicago)
Once Ed and I went canyoneering with my dad, and my dad went off this drop first, and told Ed he could make it with his pack on. So he tried, but slipped and fell about 10 feet face first into the mud, with the weight of his pack driving him deeper. I laughed, he bled.
One time Ed and Ted road in the back of my truck to Moab with a TV back there watching the simpsons the whole way. Another time Ed and I were driving to Escalante to hike and his truck broke down, so we slept in a horse coral, and when we woke up there was a bunch of old broke up video tapes that were some classic porn films.
Ed one time climbed the face of the BYU library to hang a huge AF (Air Force) Banner he had sewed on the front of our lawn, out of bed sheets. It hung for about an hour before the police took it down. He later tracked it down and went on a “tour of campus” and got to go to the top of the Kimball Tower. He hid with a fellow Air Force Academy Alumni and they hung the banner again off the top of the Kimball tower. Both times were because BYU was playing Air Force. He also backed an AF shaped cake and took it to President Bateman’s house and gave it to him.
I like to go out and visit Ed and his wife in Chicago. Last time I went, we went down town to get some famous Chicago style pizza. The restaurant was on a corner of two one way roads. Both were about 5 lanes across. He pulled into the corner and jumped out and told me to drive, his instructions were cut across these 5 lanes of traffic, and then hang 4 lefts and you will end up back here. So I started, but I only made it across 2 lanes before I hit the intersection, and I ended up having to go straight. I did not realize that going straight would put me on a freeway. SO now I have no clue where I am going, so I go for a few exits and get off thinking I can swing under the freeway and jump back on. Nope. I end up in the ghettos and I am shizzing myself I am so scared. So I drive around for awhile and pull up at a light, and there is a black guy next to me with the music cranked, and his car all tricked out. SO I roll down my window and yell to him, he rolls his down and I ask him how to get to the pizza place down town, he says he is heading that way and to follow him. So I follow him, then he starts taking me down so back roads, and then he stops him the middle of the road, does not pull over or anything I think, “I am going to die, he is going to kill me and steal Ed’s car” he walks back to me and says, “Hey little bro, I gots to turn at that next light, but go is going to go straight. Then at this street turn right, and if you gets lost again just axe someone down there”. Well I actually made it back and Ed was mad and told me I should not be playing around on the streets of Chicago.
Well that’s my Ed stories, there a whole bunch more. And most of them are actually a lot better (like the night we went dumpster diving at the Frito Lays plant and we got over 120 bags of chips out of the dumpster)
I finally broke down and gave him the Ed S shirt after a few years, just cause he’s a good friend.

Mele Kalikimaka

2004-12-12T19:36:00.000-07:00

Tis the Season

So as that old song goes, "It's the most wonderful time of the year" No not Christmas, it's ski season! Nothing is better then skiing. This is a picture of me skiing at Sundance, (The only place the Hills ski, don't know why). It was a blast, though I have something I do not understand about snowboarders. WHY THE ATTITUDE? Every girl up there on a snowboard was wearing the same thing. I long sleeve white shirt, with some cute little pink belly shirt over it. With something like "Princess" written on it. They were all wearing little beanie caps and pig tails. EVERYONE of them. On the male side the little 12 year old boys were being so cool F this and F that. Classy! Would make a parent proud! And that's another thing, do these parents have no control over there kids. I think that is a general problem in the world. Everyone is so worried about gratifying themselves, that there kids take second place. Maybe that's how I could make a million dollars. I could offer child punishing. Take some of that attitude out of these little punks!
But don't get me wrong, I love little kids. Though the odds are against it, I ended up with the 4 most beautiful, cool and fun nieces in the world. Nothing against anyone out there with kids, its just they take second place to my awesome nieces.
Sorry Becca, (and Kacy) yours are cute! But, the Graves and Hill girls..... can not be beat.
Well everyone, Mele Kalikimaka or have a Merry Christmas everyone!
PS, my new ski coat should be here anyday, please visit

Marmot

to see it. I have not been this excited since I got my new couches

Now please do not comment on the flowers, YES I PICKED ONE WITH FLOWERS! I still have more tools then any male that reads this! And I can USE THEM!

I’m pissed I’m happy

2004-12-10T14:10:00.000-07:00

KAYCEE, HERES OUR LITTLE TED

So a good thing and a bad thing happened at work.

First the bad: I took a lateral promotion @ work. Yes this is a good thing however with it I lose my company car and gas card which I loved very much. The $ rewards better be worth it.
The good: Our building has offices on the outside of the area and an open area where the walls only go up to 4 feet in the middle. Upper management has the outside offices with windows that look outside and some that look into the center area where I work. My boss is right behind me and his office configuration makes it so he is looking at me all day long. So I feel guilty about getting online or if I just sit back in my chair for a minute and relax. But today he moved down three offices J I am kind of happy now. Not that I slack, I just don’t want anyone looking at my back all day long, let alone my boss.

So I guess for every negative there is a positive!

PS I have never seen Ted naked! I do not know why he is insisting that I have. Apparently he is checking me out, but I can honestly say NEVER has Ted’s naked body been seen by my eyes!!!

Moral of the story, always check the FULL package when accepting a new job. And NEVER CHECK OUT TED’S

Arm and Hammer to the rescue!

2004-12-06T21:02:00.000-07:00

So I am very excited today. I have narrowed my recent itching problem down to one of two things. My Soap or my laundry detergent. I am a cheap bachelor; laundry is very very evil in my world. By the way, my $10 washer and dryer I bought at the D.I. died over Thanksgiving so I finally broke down and bought new ones. I bought the cheapest ones possible in Utah Valley. And I am still light headed at the cost of the “cheap ones”.
So I have felt that my cloths were the big problem with my not so fresh feeling. I buy the cheap Albertson brand detergent, and there is usually some left in the washer when the cycle is done. My clothes just don’t look like they could take a teddy bear falling from the sky and landing in them and then bouncing because of the softness of the clothes. Mine are more like a nice 75 grit sand paper. So today at the Harmon’s I found new dermatologist tested “For Sensitive Skin” Arm and Hammer Liquid soap. So I bought me some. Now I was thinking, the whole muscular arm and the sledge hammer logo does not instill confidence that my clothing is going to be soft, but a dermatologist somewhere tested it. I am going to pull my bed sheets off and do a test wash! I will miss the funky smell that Albertsons soap had, and the new soap does not have any perfume or dyes, so I guess I will have to smell myself all night, but I am hoping that this works. My poor body hates my rough clothes!
I will let everyone know how it goes.

PS Did I mention that my damn furnace died again? You know on the morning that it was 6 degrees at my house. It did, I fixed it myself, because my landlords really have no clue what they are doing.

Official Bikini Inspector

2004-12-02T16:06:00.000-07:00

OK, its time all of us bikini inspectors speak out. When I was 13 my whole family went to Hawaii, my grandma bought me a hat that said “Official Bikini Inspector, Waikiki Beach” It was one of those trucker hats that the kids these days were making fun of 5 years ago until Mr Demi Moore started wearing, then Brittany Spears, and now all the kids are. But anyway I got my first call of duty as an inspector of bikinis on Waikiki beach, and let me tell you for a 13 year old, I had not idea what I was inspecting. Well I knew the hat certified me as an OFFICIAL inspector, and I knew that bikinis were on the “taboo” list, so I knew it must be good.
Well I wore that hat to Dixon with honor and pride, and it was not even the cool thing to do wearing nylon mess trucker hats. I even had an “F-Dude” tell me that he thought my hat was cool, which is always much better then getting the crap beat out of you by them.
So the hat lasted a few years, then I just stopped wearing it. It just didi not feel right Being a swimmer by trade, most the girls at swim meets, don’t wear bikinis, and Utah in the 80’s was not exactly a bikini state, so I found no need of flexing my power as a bikini inspector. I felt a deep lose and I was saddened for years.
It was not till years later that I went again with my family to Hawaii and being in my 20’s was completely surprised when someone bought me an “official bikini inspector” shirt. Then I realized why I had stopped wearing the hat, (no not because it was really tacky) It was a Waikiki beach inspector, I had not authority off the beach, it was limiting me in my success as an Official Bikini Inspector. So there I had it, the way to bring the excitement of being an official bikini inspector back into my life. I could be a GLOBAL INSPECTOR, no limitations. I was not bound to Huntington Beach, Northshore, or any other beach. I could inspect bikinis at the outdoor pool in Provo if I wanted to. I could go to raging waters, 7 peaks, ANYWHERE. Oh I beamed with pride over that shirt. I had my power back, I WAS AN OFFICIAL INSPECTOR OF BIKINIS!

Now it has recently come to my attention that some people (Becca) don’t respect my authority! The shirt certifies me, it empowers me, gives me all the rights and respect that any diploma could afford. Now how crushing it is to have someone question me power. Does Becca think that it is easy to inspect bikinis? NO ITS NOT It’s a hard duty, some of them are so small that its hard to inspect, others actually disappear in the back into a void, you think that is easy inspecting? NO. All we are asking is that all you bikini wearers out there give a little respect to your local inspector, and try to make it easy on a dirty old guy. Most of us have very little happiness left.

The Only Reason I blog, a comprehensive list!

2004-12-01T16:15:00.000-07:00

So I was excited a few weeks ago when my boss gave me a trip to a shooting club in Mesquite NV for 3 days. Now I know why… He was buying my loyalty, because he knew how busy he was going to make me over the last few weeks, so this is why I have not blogged.

But the 10 reasons I do blog are

10-Every once in awhile my tree house buddy Christian makes a comment
9-Ted
8-Kacy
7-Becca
6-Becca
5-Kacy
4-Ted
3-Becca
2-Kacy
1-Becca, Kacy, Ted

Scenes I Wish I Had Written

2004-11-16T17:26:00.000-07:00

So I am still working on the church list, it has some potential to really make me laugh so I am taking my time.

But for today I am stealing from NPR. “Scenes I wish I had written.”

I tell you when I heard this program on NPR the other morning, I immediately started thinking of what scenes I wish I had written. Of course, I wish I had written the touching scene where Vadar reveals himself to Luke as his father, while Luke is hanging on by one hand. But I think I would have changed it to make Luke think that he was a test tube baby and son Lando. I also wish I could have wrote the scene in My Girl where the little boy dies, but once again I would have changed the scene to have him live, and just end up maimed a little. Also the boy in me wishes I wrote the scene in Indaian Jones Temple of Doom, where the guy rips out the slaves heart. Of course! But I think if I were to have to pick one, (and I can not pick anything from the upcoming Dukes Of Hazard since I have not seen any of the scenes), I would have to pick the car chase scene in the Bourne Supremacy! For some reason I loved that scene more then I love eating at Del Taco! Having only been in a few crashes in my life, it just seemed really real.

OK, so if I were to pick a movie that did not involve blood, or crashing, I think I would have to pick from one of two movies. The first Legends of the Fall, the scene where Tristan’s wife gets shot and he walks over and picks her up. Very good. The other scene I wish I had written would be in A River Runs through it, and no I do not have a thing for Brad Pitt, he does have a nice arse, but that’s it! So anyway the very last scene where Norman is all grow up and is fishing by himself and Robert Redford (who’s house I threw up at once) is narrating the final message of the movie. A small tear always tries to work its way up during that part. Probably because Paul just died a few scenes earlier and the Reverend went crazy.

Of course I keep thinking of more and more scenes I wish I had written, like in Teen Wolf, where Michael J Fox is Surfing on the roof of his van. A pure theatrical master piece! See I better stop now or the list will keep growing and growing!

Top 10 ............

2004-11-12T21:09:00.000-07:00

Here I am, sorry I have been gone for so long, my boss gave me a trip to a shooting club in NV for 4 days, so I aint been around, sorry. I am working on my big real top ten blog list! It will only be funny to those who have been in my ward growing up, sorry. but for now here are my top ten rooms in my apartment, in order of my liking it.

1-The front room, I love it because it has my couches that I love to talk so much about.
2-Kitchen, of course its where I throw all my Del Taco wrappers away.
3-Master bedroom, its where I keep my tools. I love tools, I can not go into the Home Depot without buying something. Its like a woman and shoes, Cameron and tools, thats why they are in the master bedroom.
4-Dining Room, nothing too neat there, except my new dining room table!
5-The upstairs bathroom, its where I shower, and I love a good hot shower.
6-Bedroom number two. I like this room, because I actually sleep in it, it has nothing in it but a bed a and dresser.
7-Upstairs hallway, nothing to neat, but then again it does nothing to piss me off.
8-The staris, come on who does not love stairs.
9-The furance room. Think about it, my new furance is in there.
10- The downstairs bathroom/laundry room, I think we all know why I dislike this room the most!

My top ten list

2004-11-08T22:30:00.000-07:00

Well I may need some help. Apparently EVERYONE is doing Top Ten Lists. You just aint poop if you dont do it. And come on lets face, when my mom said "If Brent jumped off a cliff would you?" I think we all know the answer.
So here are my choices for my top ten

1-Top Ten Funny things I have heard in church meetings (Most would come from C.D. in teh 4th ward)
2-Top Ten favorite sunday school teachers (funny enough they were all in the same year, and I think C.D. would be on there)

3-My top ten things I own. ( The satelite would not be on there cause I actually am renting it, but I can tell you this my tent would be on there and my new couches, and maybe my $10 washer and dryer I got at D.I. or even my Microwave Oven ((also from D.I.)) that blew up. Oh the list could go on and on)

4- The top ten things I have seen laying on the bottom of the pool or even floating in it after 18 years of competitive swimming

5- My top ten favorite injuries Becca ( www.ventureintowonderland.blogspot.com ) sustained during the mid 90's (OK I think there were really only 9, but throwing her through the air at the Club Omni and having her break her arm should count as two)

6-My top ten dumbest things I saw in Brazil (OK that list could be huge)

7- My top ten favorite Homer Simpsons lines (So what did I die from naked girl avalanche?)

8-My top ten reasons I hate top ten lists

9- My top ten favorite crock pot recipes ( This would be more of an interactive forum to share your favorites with me)

10- My top ten hottest news anchors (As if we don't all know that Katie Couric takes the cakes!!!!!!!)

Oh well go ahead and leave your thoughts on which top ten list I should do for my first top ten list

The Heat Has Returned

2004-11-02T22:21:00.000-07:00

Boy, I am so excited that my new furnace is in!! I had forgotten what heat feels like.

So I am sitting here watching the election coverage and I have come to the conclusion that pretty much all politicians are Jack Asses! Yes that includes Senator Hatch. (Him and I have had correspondence together regarding the cost of prescriptions, and never have I had someone blow more crap out his mouth then Hatches letter to me). I would like to see a farmer get out there and run for something. Or basically anyone who has never done anything with politics, and does not have a law degree. That’s the guy I would vote for, the guy with cow poop under his finger nails.

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Yep “poop under the finger nails not coming out of my mouth” could be his slogan, and I tell you never since “Vote for Brent Orozco, everyone’s favorite Hispanic” has there been a campaign slogan that would grab my attention with more force! I am so glad that this campaign year is OVER!!! No more commercials interrupting the Simpsons.

Single Adults

2004-10-31T21:18:00.000-07:00

OK, so I made a huge mistake tonight. I went to a 30's and over single adult fireside, and was about to shoot my brains out. I have discovered that being in those dastardly 30 something years you are a social outcast when it comes to "Single Adults". You have the fun 19-31 year olds, and then you have the over 40 group, some divorced, some never married. It's those of us in the middle that are the forgotten group. If we go to the younger group they feel freaked out because the old weird guys are there, and yet, I have no desire to go to a church party that is designed around making a 50 year old lady who never got married feel good about herself. This is why I have satellite TV, so I kill the time till I need the reassuring activities of the over 40 crowd. Point of the story? Don't go to a fireside for 30 year olds and over, and if you do, and are sitting in the foyer don't go in because you feel guilty that the speaker has taken his time to prepare something and there are only a few people in the room. There’s a reason there is only a few people.
At least I was smart enough to start the DVR on the X Files movie.

P.S. How many frequent flyer miles do you think the smoking man gets every year?
P.P.S Still no heat and its now 29 degrees outside!! I am getting pissed now.

Day 6 with no heat

2004-10-27T20:54:00.000-07:00

Well I am now at 6 days with no furnace, I am glad this is happening now since its been so warm lately. I get a new furance, but not till Monday. I really hate my apartment. It is freezing tonight, last night was not so bad, but tonight it is raining and snowing. The landlord brought 2 heaters over, and then one more today. Like that really helps, now I am going to have a huge electric bill! Rat Bastages!
Does anyone have a room I can rent?

My complete indifference to life comes from watching to much Smurfs as a child

2004-10-26T19:51:00.000-07:00

I am fairly indifferent to life. I call it easy going others call is apathetic . There just is not a lot I let affect me, (except ATT Wireless, Wells Rip off Fargo, and IHC). Life is just too short, and too good to worry about those little things. I think this attitude comes from watching the Smurfs, clear to the age of 14. Think about it, all the smurfs had to worry about was Gargamel and Azrael. Every week it was the same old same old, Gargamel would scheme up some crazy plan to catch himself some smurfs under the pretense that smurf soup was good. Of course back at the smurf village there would be some smurf who felt unloved and they would leave the fold, and Gargamel would catch them, then all the other smurfs would rally under the watchful eye and beard of papa smurf. Of course a daring rescue would ensue, and the wayward smurf would be saved, and then they would feel of the love that the others smurfs had for them, and they would want to be a smurf again. So week after week, I watched Smurfs run off, and the get rescued, (AND NONE EVER GOT DOWN WITH SMURFETTE). How can you have 20-30 Male Smurfs hanging out together and not trying to hook up with her? I think what was happening was when the cameras were not running, they were helping themselves to a little bit of the mushroom house. But back to my original thoughts. The Smurfs had to know that they could venture into the woods, get caught by Gargamel and still not get eaten. So that little lesson was burned on my mind. No matter what happens in life, I will all get rescued from Gargamel! Of course I am not worried about not making it out of the grasp of Gargamel because I always thought that one day he would grab himself a Smurf, hopefully brainy smurf and not handy smurf, who incidentally inspired me to go into construction management, and make himself some Smurf Stew and find out that smurf meat sucks. (Please do not tell my mom I used the suck word, for some reason it is the vilest word for her generation). So that’s why I am so indifferent to life. I was taught by the Smurfs everything always works out. And if it does not then someone is going to find out that smurf meat really sucks.
That’s why Method man says keep it real with me…..

So many blog ideas

2004-10-25T17:56:00.000-07:00

So I have so many thoughts about what i should blog about today, I could blog about how my furnace is still not working and how its getting colder and colder, I could write about the beauties of pig as a meat, or I could write about my new crock pot adn the wonderful reciepe that I cooked up yesterday! But then I thought, I am freezing, I am going to bed, if there is anything to be written, it will be done tomorrow! When my furnace is hopefully working

Man I hate my apartment!!!!

2004-10-24T20:28:00.000-07:00

So I am one of those nerdy guys who have multiple watches with altimeters, and thermometers, and compasses etc. on them. I have always wondered about the point of the thermometer. It sits on your wrist, under your coat and gives you a very accurate reading of how warm your wrist is. Not to helpful for the real purpose of knowing how warm or cold the air is. Well one of my watches it sitting on my desk and I am looking at the actual air temperature of 45 degrees. Funny cause weather.com shows the air temperature outside as 43 degrees. Let me tell you why my crappy apartment is so cold. I HAVE NO FURNANCE. I realized that the dunb thing has not been working for a couple of days. I stayed at my parents last night, so I did not notice it till today after church. Now I am freezing. Being a construction management graduate, I have always been the guy who gets called to come fix everything in the girls apartments, and by most of my friends, so when I actually went to the management and told them it was dead this afternoon, I meant it was dead. SO the manager comes over and lights my pilot this afternoon and it runs as I told them it would for about 2 minutes then died. Now I am sitting here in the cold freezing my arse off. This place really sucks! My car has been broken into, its had the a big “F*%K You scratched into the hood, my truck has been broken into, and it has had the gas stolen out of it. Most of my neighbors cars have been broken into, and they catch kids stealing stuff all the time! So I wonder if not having heat gives me the right to break the contract? Any lawyers out there have any advice, because I am cold. (For those who do not know me, I have worked at a ski resort about 15 years of my life, and have been around there most of my life. I am used to the cold, I am not just complaining, its really cold. Plus lets face it, I have let myself go to pot, so I have plenty of insulation.)

Well I am going to get into bed now and I hope my apartment does not get so cold that the pipes freeze!

PS I went to a Family History class today, and they were talking about keeping a journal for your descendents. Then some lady said that you could get online and keep a blog instead of a journal for your posterity, and all I could think of was if this is how my posterity comes to know me, they are screwed!

TO the USA TOday, and to all the people of the city of Salt Lake City, I apologize!

2004-10-21T17:40:00.000-07:00

OK, so I really got busy yesterday with work, and I was unable to take the time to write my blog. SO about yesterday’s blog, I did something that as a blogger I am not proud of. I kind of well, sort of, you know, copied my blog from the USA Today. And after a little legal persuasion I decided all on my own to make sure that the legal rights to the author were protected by giving them credit.
To all my fellow bloggers, I apologize! I promise that in the future I will never stoop to that level again.

So I would like to share with you an original piece of art work to make up for my short evil deed of the other day.

I call it “The Day Before Today”

The Day Before Today, all my troubles seemed so far away,
Now it looks as though they're here to stay,
Oh I believe in The Day Before Today.
Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be,
There's a shadow hanging over me,
Oh The Day Before Today came suddenly...
Why she had to go I don't know. She wouldn't say.
I said something wrong, now I long for The Day Before Today,
The Day Before Today, love was such an easy game to play,
Now I need a place to hide away,
Oh, I believe in The Day Before Today...

Good night to all please do not be mad at me for my stunt yesterday.

Bargain bites

2004-10-21T08:56:00.000-07:00

I love Blogging, sorry I have not been blogging lately, hope you enjoy this one.

Eating good food cheap is a rite of passage for every visitor to Las Vegas, which is home to hundreds of dining deals.

The best meal deal in town is the little Ellis Island Casino. This place isn't featured in the travel guides, but it serves a filet-cut sirloin with salad, potato, vegetable and rolls 24 hours a day for $4.95. Dine during off hours to beat the lines.

This special is just one of three good off-the-menu deals in the area. Terrible's offers a half-chicken dinner that'll easily feed two for $4.95 and a complete T-bone steak dinner and a beer for $7.95 (join the casino slot club and get $3 off), while the nearby Hard Rock Casino has a $7.77 steak-and-shrimp special. Both are available in the coffee shops 24 hours a day, but you have to ask for them.

Across the street, Key Largo serves the best burger deal in town — a half-pounder with the works and a plate full of fries for $1.99.

Las Vegas' famous buffets remain a good value, and $10 smorgasbords dot the landscape, but some pricier deals might attract your interest. About $25 can buy you an unlimited quantity of shellfish, sushi and prime rib. The top gourmet buffets are at the Bellagio, Paris, Aladdin and Mirage.

Each is spectacular, so rely on price to decide. The Mirage and Aladdin are currently priced $5 to $15 below the others, with dinner at $22.50 and $23.99, respectively. Check out the dim sum station, available during all meals (even breakfast) at the Mirage and the Aladdin's Middle Eastern station.

For an end-of-vacation splurge, try the Sunday champagne brunch in the Broiler at Boulder Station, with its seafood, salad, omelet and one-of-a-kind potato-pancake bar for $19.99.

For a big night out, head to one of Las Vegas' great bargain gourmet rooms. These venerable restaurants are known for their sunken booths, old-time maitre d's and super deals on steaks, prime rib and crab legs. Check out the Plaza's Center Stage (with its view of Fremont Street), Gold Coast's Cortez Room, Roberta's at El Cortez and the Yukon Grilles at Arizona Charlie's Decatur or Boulder. Order appetizers and drinks and still get out for less than $50 per couple.

For snacks, try Golden Gate's famous 99¢ shrimp cocktail, Gold Coast's 75¢ hot dogs that come with onions and sauerkraut, and just about anything from Wild Wild West's little-known coffee shop just off the Strip.

MASH

2004-10-19T11:43:00.000-07:00

I was going to write about how sick I am of the elections this year. But I am so sick of it, that I don't even want to blog about it.

So instead I want to share my feelings about M*A*S*H. What a great show. If you can get by the really bad laugh track. It’s just a timeless classic. I record 3 episodes a day, and if I am home during the day, the Hallmark channel has two hours of it. What other show is so well syndicated? That’s because its classic. I end up seeing three or four episodes a week that are repeats from other channels and I still enjoy them. A couple of wacky Dr's no leadership, a cross dressing man, and a lush priest. Crazy. For some reason I always felt an emptiness when it would end while I was in high school. Not like the emptiness I felt when an episode of Different Strokes would end, that was more for Dana Plato. This was a real empty feeling like I could not wait till next week to see the next episode. Think of the theme song, "Cause suicide is painless, it brings on many changes, and you can take or leave it if you please"
When that song would start, it would just put me in a trance. Not that I want to kill myself, because even at its worst, life aint that bad. But I would hear that song though and just settle down in the chair and I was gone for the next 30 minutes. Don’t know why, don’t care. Its just one of my all time favorites.

A blog coming from somewhere other then the toilet

2004-10-15T13:44:00.000-07:00

So driving to work today I saw a new IHC billboard. “Doctors, Hospitals and Health Plans working together for your well being”. Are they that dumb? Do they really think that there cute emotional advertising is going to make people think that they are really interested in their best interests? What a bunch of Jack Asses.

Maybe everyday I should add a slash against IHC, the whoremongers! Or I could just start a web page, http://www.ihateihc.com/ . Of course I am too lazy to make the effort, it would turn out like my other web page I was thinking about, http://www.nakedroommates.com/, which failed due to the fact that my roommates got a little too suspicious of me in the bathroom with a camera while they were showering. Oh well now I think about it, I doubt there are a lot of women out there, or even gay men, willing to pay to see a bunch of my roommates in the buff. Come on, you are talking about a bunch of RM’s whose only exercise other then those really long stair on the east side of BYU is playing intramural ultimate Frisbee. Plus Ted was not a roommate, so if he had been, maybe there would have been some interest. He was picked by the ladies of the ward as the guy they most wanted to kiss, right there with Ed and Ryan. (For those of you who do not know Ted, he has big pouty lips, the kind a gal would just love to get a hold of!)
Well enough with my failures, and hatred of IHC. I want everyone to know that I am at my desk, as far as you know. I was chastened through email by several people about blogging on the toilet, to which I say, STICK IT. Every one of you have talked on the phone on the pot!
While I was sitting on the toilet not blogging this morning, I had an interesting thought. I have been dating the same girl for four years. Which for Utah County/Utah in general is forever. My thought was when I run into LDS friends, I always get the same thing…
“SO what’s going on with you, you dating anyone? Really who? Oh, where did you guys meet? How long have you been dating? How long, oh man its time to Shizzz or get off the pot, maybe its time you move on, I have a the cutest girl in my ward, she’s an RM and 30 and teaches 1st grade, and blah blah blah!!!”
I contrast this to my non-lds friends, which usually goes something like this:
“So you dating anyone? Whats her name? How long have you been together? What does she do? I would love to meet her, we should go out to dinner sometime?”

But I still love all my friends anyway. And when their kids turn into smart arsed brats, who ran crazy, I will smile and say to them: “boy you have some good kids”. Cause that’s the kind of guy I am.

Gold Fever

2004-10-14T09:54:00.000-07:00

You know why I love technology? Because blogging takes so much time and technology helps out. Take right now for example, here I am on the toilet at work, blogging.

I have 2 subject s that I could discuss today. One is the crazy gold digger guy on OLN Saturday mornings. The other is my tirade on ATT Wireless, and how BAD THEY SUCK! I guess since 90% of the people in this world now that ATT is a complete money grubbing joke, and if I start on that tirade, then there will be no stopping me and I will roll right into the new IHC Insurance commercials talking about how they are non-profit, and they ONLY care about the well being of their clients. And if I get going on how crappy IHC is and how they are ONLY interested in the well being of their on time paying healthy clients there will be no stopping this blog, and I will type for hours on the evils of large corporations. So maybe it would be better if I mocked the gold digger guy for a while.

I think the show is called Gold Fever USA or something like that. Its this rather large guy who spends most of his time wearing the red flannel underware as a shirt. He is from Alaska and does his show about how to find gold nuggets, and gold dust.

Hold on I have to finish this when I am back at my desk.

OK I am back.

This show is really funny, because it looks like something that a high school kid produces and directs. They use a camcorder to make the show, so you hear all the wind and the camera bounces around NON-STOP. The guy is as redneck as you can be! I rather enjoy watching it. And the title Gold Fever is a real thing. After the first time I watched it, I was looking up gold hunting on the Internet, and finding local places to find it. (I had just done a trip to Topaz Mt, and like everyone that goes there and found a bunch of topaz.) Luckily I was injured over the summer, or I probably would have been out panning for gold every weekend. I am like Becca, the moment someone gets new cell phone, I too have to have it, except I hate cell phones now because ATT Wireless soured me to the whole thing because they are complete …….. never mind. So I guess what I am saying is watch Gold Fever for entertainment only, don’t expect to get rich from gold dust.
I did forget to mention his Suburban. He has it jacked up so tall that his 13 year old daughter could almost walk under it.

Make yourself a great day!

Led Lartman

2004-10-13T10:21:00.000-07:00

My friend Led, (Name changed to protect......) won't go to the gym with me because he is ashamed to be seem with me (I am a tad over weight and have man-boobs). I have told him time and time again, its a glandular thing, I can not help it. He thinks to go to the gym you need to be completely ripped and in shape. He does not understand that its the people like me that needs to be at the gym, so I go by myself. So last night while watching the Simpsons on tv while treadmilling, (on DVD because the crappy baseball games are on fox when the Simpsons should be on) I started talking to Led about how funny it was. (It was Santas little helper one, where Bart gets a tattoo). See Led used to go to the gym with me, and I recently started back up. So I am used to Led being there, adn I had asked him to go. Well I talked for a minute, in a somewhat raised voice, since i had headphones on, when I realized that there was a nice old lady next to me reading the Ensign. Luckily I had elevated my voice because of the headphones, so everyone heard me talking to some old lady about Bart Simpsons tattoo. I felt like a real piece of crap. I quickly got off and went right to the pool. Luckily there were only 10-11 people around to see me talking to someone who wasn't there.
Thanks Led, thanks a heap. You see your arogant attitude caused me a lot of embarassment, if you had been there where you should have been, instead of at home with your wife Lecca, and son Lam I would have been talkign to you about the Simpsons

The Nerve!!

2004-10-12T06:53:00.000-07:00

So here I am trying to have an intimate conversation with Becca, and someone is spying on me. So while you are reading this Kacy, I have a question for you. Did your husband ever finish the tree house? If he did not, give me a call contact Becca for my number, and I will come down with some tools, and we will bang the thing out for the kids. Seriously.

So now Becca, maybe we should talk in code.
The Moon is blue over Logan, the hawk cried three times, wink wink, no man can be an apple. Kacy is over the river and through the woods.

Now, about my day yesterday. And as a note, I use the word Mexican only to denote the mans nationality. No racism intended.
So I have been assigned a project at work to bring a bunch of apartments in the Salt Lake Valley up to ADA code. Which requires new hadicap ramps at the sidewalks. We have a concrete crew that is doing all this work for me. They are pretty good, and we have had no complaints. Yesterday however, the manager at the complex where they were at called me and said a tenent was complaining that his car had been damaged by the crew. So I raced over there only to find out that it was an old mexican guy who complained about everything. He pointed out some chips on his car. It was so clear that they were chips from driving on the dirty Utah freeways. There was the manager, me and the head of the crew, all of us agreed it was not from the concrete crew, but from normal driving. The car had the chips all over it, even on the other side, and the back. It had chips running paralle to the car, any thing coming from the concrete crew would have come at a 45 degree angel. I told the guy that I was rather mad that I had been called out on such an obvious atempt to get money out of our company. So he started yelling in Spainish. The other guys all speak Spainish. So they started yelling back and forth. this went on for awhile, and was trying to get the guys attention so I finally grabbed him, and yelled in his face, "look, if you want anything done, you will speak in English and you will speak to me!" the guy got really scared and grabbed the manager and walked away. I finally went over and told the guy that I was going to bill him a $100 for my time, and I left.

It felt good to rage for a minute. I think I had been surpressing it, and it was bound to come out sooner or later. I really wanted to punch the guy in the face, since I have not punched anyone in the face since High School water polo. (You get a little edgey when wearing a speedo, and having another guy hang on your back with his package touching you).
So today I am back to mellow Cameron, so I want to send out a big sorry to all the Mexicans out there, ok mainly Brent.

With much blog to all,
Cameron

PS To all you nay sayers commenting on my working habits. I am a very able worker, I can beat up mexicans, do my job, and be an active blogger all at the same time. I am very good.

All the reasons Christmas Dinner with Becca will suck

2004-10-08T10:06:00.000-07:00

So I have recently developed distaste for my dear friend and quasi sister Becca, here’s why...

Reason 1
"It is a task... Isn't it... I am considering giving the blog up...Commitment isn't my strong suit."

Nice, get my hooked on blogging and then pull the rug out from under me! Thanks Becca, thanks a heap.

Reason 2
"Cameron... Do they allow snow boarders at Sundance? Maybe I will bringmy snowboard home with me... Can you get me free passes?? A discount??"

SNOW BOARDING, please don't tell me that you are an ankle grabbing, knuckling dragging gibber?
We won't mention the free passes, which I think everyone knows is my ULTIMATE worst question.

Reason 3
"As far as Thanksgiving I am open to anything. Cameron, you are my ride.I am too cheap to rent a car. Will there be room for both Megan and mein your truck?"
Well let’s see what’s wrong with this email...
Becca I had to sale my pride and joy truck, I drive a Honda Civic now, and though it does get 40 MPG, it aint the most manly car.
Next, even if I still had my little red truck, I am sure you realize that there woudl be room for you two women.... In the back of the truck.

Reason 4
She's voting for John what’s his name.

But even after all this, I can still find it in my extra large heart, and I mean LARGE, to wipe the distaste from my mouth and say to myself,

"Cameron...you love blogging, don't let Becca get you down! And as for snow boarding, there are a lot of great Americans who ride, like.... well I am sure there are. And about the truck, cheer up, you now have a company truck, and though its no little red truck, its still manly, and come on if you got women in the cab, they can sit right next to you like the rednecks. Now that last comment Cameron was just plain rude, if she wants to throw her vote away, that’s what America is all about, because hey, lets face it, this year we are all throwing our vote away. "
Then I think how big my heart must be, and how nice I am, and then I love little Becca even more!

The Worth Of A Soul

2004-10-07T15:29:00.000-07:00

So sitting at work today I got an email from my friend directing me to web page that let you fill out a form and then it tells you your value on the open human market. My worth was 2.5 Million, a little higher then even I thought it would be. I forwarded it to all the females in the office, and they all took it. They were all worth 1.6 Million. Now, could this be devine intervention that shows the worth of a female soul is only 1.6 million while the worth of a male soul in worth 2.5 million, or could it me a bad joke of a web page. Either way, I am basking in the joy of knowing that I am worth 2.5 Million. And to think I was trying to get $50,000 for my kidney on ebay.

??????????

2004-10-06T21:30:00.000-07:00

So what in the H is blogging? I am supposed to share my feelings? I think that everyone knows that I only have feelings about one thing, the one thing I love to complain about......Del Taco. Why do they put lettuce in the breakfast burritos at Del Taco? I hate it, it ruins it. Why please tell me! I know I have complained about this before, and I will complain about it again, but who puts lettuce in a breakfast burrito.

PS I have to say that the new Loaded Breakfast Burrito at Carls Jr 's is pretty good. Much better then Del Taco. McDonalds of course has the old reliable breakfast burrito, which for the money aint to shabby!

With much Blog,
Cameron

Now What

2004-10-06T21:22:00.000-07:00

OK Becca I am blogging now what?