Archive for March, 2008


I haven’t written anything for a while.  I had spring break last week, and this week has just been… Weird.  But I’ll for sure write something new…


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Exceptional picture(s) of the Week

Since it’s almost the end of the week, I guess I had better post this now while I’m thinking about it.

geek diagram

I found this and just had to laugh.  Half of you will understand this, half of you will not.  But I found this diagram rather amusing.  Kudos to this guy for putting in tedious hours of research.  Or not.  Whatever.

But here’s another picture in case this one just boggles your mind too much…

human master

I hope you can read it.  This is in honor of my roommate buying the latest Pokemon game and playing hours upon hours of it.  She even up up a Pokemon poster in our kitchen.  “I wanna be the very best!”

(P.S…. You have to click on the picture and open it in a new window– It’s an animation)

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What’s up with Bobby pins??

Thus far, my “50 things to do with a bobby pin” has gotten almost 90 views (Which is ALOT for this little obscure blog).  It’s amazing how many people google anything about bobby pins.

 Just goes to show how useful these things are.

 Just sayin’.

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Exceptional picture of the week

This kid is awesome

The picture this week is a reminder to myself and all of you that no matter what happens, there will always be someone better than us.

How’s  THAT for a warm fuzzy?

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Attention Utah: QUEEN is not the only classic rock band EVER.

It has recently come to my attention during a long drive home from a singing competition in Las Vegas that many people claim themselves to be fans of classic rock when, in fact, they are merely fans of the now classic-rock band “Queen.”  I must admit that their music IS very good in its own right, but frankly, it is not all that is available in this genre.  Now, I am not saying that I am a crazy classic rock fanatic — I cannot tell you exactly which songs came from which band and from what album and what year etc.  In fact, I am not even listening to classic rock right now — I am listening to “Celtic Women,” who sing rather lovely art songs, such as “Danny Boy” and “May it Be.”  But I do frequent the local classic rock station and have discovered an entirely new world of awesomeness.

I grew up in a home where I was vaguely aware of the classic rock genre.  My father was, in his earlier years, a real “rocker,” drumming in bands, wearing sweatbands, and buying tapes of all his favorite bands.  My mother, in all her wonderful grace swiftly calmed that down and brought out the  lovable piano and singing guy that was also in there.  But of course, he still had his tapes, and when we came along, he, as any good father would do, shared his past with us.  IRONICALLY, the first band I actually recall from these random sessions of ‘past-sharing’ is NOT Queen, but it is a remarkable band called ToTo, specifically the song “Home of the Brave,” which I enjoyed very much in my youth and insisted my dad play it for me numerous times after the initial playing.

I was later introduced to the wonder that is Rush.  Of course, I was never as crazy as my older brother is about them.  He currently owns every single album, and maybe even every book about them.  Yes.  He did go a little crazy.  And frankly, I was nearly sick of them.  But, now that he has gone on his mission (he sent me a picture of himself standing under the Rush Avenue signpost), I am finding that I miss the uniquely un-dulcet tones of the very ugly man, Geddy Lee (or something like that) and the insane drumming the the ultimate drummer, Neil Pert.  I will most definitely have to bring some Rush back down here after spring break.

My true immersion into loving classic rock was realized with the development of the life-altering game, Guitar Hero.  The first game, of course, has countless alternative “tunes” being sung by winy pizza-faced, emo, screamo, angry, angsty teenaged boys and very few classic rock songs, but the second in the series has many great classics that frankly will never go out of style.  This was one of the last games I played before I came down the college in Cedar City and realized that I could no longer find any of my usual alternative stations that play such songs as those from Colbie Caillat, The Fray, Fallout Boy, and other more recent bands.  It was then that I came upon the local classic rock station. 

My dial hasn’t moved since.

I must admit, though, that it is always a treat when I hear some good ol’ Queen (which I was introduced to soon after ToTo), but it is played rather sparsely.  I don’t mean to alarm you, but they have played songs THAT I HAVE NEVER HEARD BEFORE.  And that’s awesome.  Hearing new music that is actually old is like finding the bones of an undiscovered dinosoaur.

But don’t worry Dad.  I don’t think you’re as old as the dinosaurs.


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Exceptional Picture of the Week

Okay, here it is.

Funny room

This picture is in honor of the question “do actual socially awkward/obnoxious/completely unfunny people KNOW that they’re socially awkward/obnoxious/completely unfunny?”  The answer is NO because of a little thing we like to call the “courtesy laugh.”  This “courtesy laugh” is an epidemic of monstrous proportions that should be stopped!  We are creating a sub-society of people with absolutely no sense of humor who have been misled by the general populace that they have a wild sense of humor!  Now, you may ask, “what exactly defines a ‘courtesy laugh’?”  A courtesy laugh is that little chuckle given when somebody says something obviously meant to be funny, but in all reality, it’s about as funny as that stray piece of blue lint on my carpet.  It is given in order to make the other person “feel good about themselves.”  But someday down the line in their life, after years and years of courtesy laughs they will realize how unfunny they are, and they will hate you for never telling them that THEY ARE NOT FUNNY.  And frankly, I am led to wonder the same thing… Has everyone just giving me courtesy laughs through my whole life??  Am I really THAT funny??  So please, follow your heart and abstain from the courtesy laugh.  For the rest of us.

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