Sunday, January 31, 2010
1 Month down
Sunday, January 24, 2010
The birthday weekend
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Big 22
“Well, birthdays are merely symbolic of how another year has gone by and how little we've grown. No matter how desperate we are that someday a better self will emerge, with each flicker of the candles on the cake, we know it's not
to be, that for the rest of our sad, wretched pathetic lives, this is who we areto the bitter end. Inevitably, irrevocably; happy birthday? No such thing.”
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Welcome to Web logging
Alright this is my very first blog post... Thanks to the wonderful M Com 320 I will detailing the minutiae of my exhilarating life. Take for instance Friday afternoon... I am sitting in my room minding my own business when I receive a text from my great friend Adam Scott Turville. Long story short at 7 o'clock that night we're rolling down the old Ionefive to Las Vegas to pick up some dishes for Adam's Mom and watch really really rude crude Ryan dude dominominate the Gauchos of UCSB. He threw down the sickest stiff arm I have seen since perhaps Mike Alstott. Watching BYU roll 50-5 was only the beginning of an amazing few days with Dan the man Russell and A Turv. I can only sum up the trip with just some shout outs to the highlights.
· Seeing the funniest show in the history of the History Channel… After People. It probably wasn’t that weird but at one in the morning on no sleep, it was pretty dang funny.
· Watching Rocky IV at 2 am.
· “Black people don’t really like the cold.”
· “Russia has never been a happy place.”
· 2 dudes having a great time in the hot tub around 3 am talking about dating.
· Spending an 1 ½ hours watching the Bellagio fountains.
· Discussing potential sniper threats from various LV Blvd landmarks.
· Discussing the lack of pigeons in the city of Las Vegas.
· Having most of the Strip thinking I was drunk.
· Clever responses to street porn distributors.
· Wonderful tunes on the drive that were enjoyed way too much:
o In the Air Tonight
o Tik Tok
o And most of all…. They Don’t Care About Us
· My rustiness on driving with a clutch… fortunately no stalls but it wasn’t the smoothest pleasure cruise.
All around one of the better weekends I’ve had in a long time. As a closing note, just in case the director of the Bellagio fountains happens to be reading this, Adam, Dan, and I got pretty good at critiquing the choreography of the fountains and also have some great suggestions on future numbers and accompanying choreography. Get at me about that. Well I’m pretty sure no one will actually be reading this but just thinking about this last weekend has been a great way to close out my Sunday. Until next week. Same Bat time. Same Bat channel.