Miscellaneous

One more then

2011-04-25T21:36:00.002-05:00

I'm going to Russia. In a little more than a few weeks, I'll be going to the Missionary Training Center (MTC) in Provo, UT, to learn Russian and to further prepare to be a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day saints. It's kind of a big deal for me. For two years, I'll be serving some of the people of Russia. I believe this to be the right thing for me to do in my life at this time, and I'm excited to finally be doing it! If you're interested, look up Rostov-na-Donu, Russia. The area around that city is where I will be.

Here is another one of my pictures. I need to look for opportunities to take more, but for now, all I have are more pictures flowers. I hope you don't mind.

Have you ever seen a one-footed duck?

2011-04-25T00:17:00.005-05:00

Once again I have let this blog fall into a lull. It's a habit. I'm hopeless.

I hope to return to writing here while I have the time. We can never know when we go down other paths, or when other duties will call us away, (OK, maybe I know of one specific, one tiny example that will take me away from writing for a time, but I'll talk about that later.) so now is the time to act! To be!

I'm taking the easy route with this post though. I have some pretty pictures. I ventured into the realm of photography (Please pronounce it "photo-graffy" for me. Photograffy! Just say it out loud once, and if you don't laugh, then I have successfully proved that I am cannot construct humor.)

I took these in Provo, UT. I have a little more than a hundred, and I intend to post more if you like them. Please tell me what you think!

Well? Have you ever seen a one footed duck?

I decided I really liked this one after I pulled it off the camera. It is one of many pictures of flowers. Flowers are nice.

Valentine's Day

2011-02-15T00:36:00.002-06:00

I spent Valentine's Day alone. It's OK, I'm fine with it.

Instead of chocolates and flowers, I cleaned a car and enjoyed driving around on a beautiful day. Instead of delving into self-pity because I lack a special someone, I fantasized about my new dream. I want something like this:

I also slept for the better part of the afternoon. Happy Valentine's Day. I hope yours was wonderful.

A new dream

2011-02-13T00:58:00.003-06:00

This will be a short post--I have been driving all day on little sleep and I am very tired. Maybe my current fatigue is what has led me to conclude that a major goal I want to accomplish is to purchase an airplane.

It is really expensive. I haven't scoured the market, but I have found that basic, single-prop planes begin around $150,000. And then there are maintenance and fuel costs. Maybe I'll just join a flying club. I haven't decided.

No matter which I choose, I really feel like I want to get a pilot license. I can't describe how I feel about it, but it's calling.

I'm thinking about singing up for a discovery flight to see if it's as cool and I'm imagining it to be.

Anyways, goodnight from me.

An update from one in Texas

2011-02-02T21:04:00.002-06:00

There is havoc! There is commotion! There is violence! (That last one isn't true.) But it's cold, and the roads are icy.

The cold doesn't help my poor sleeping schedule, which has been outrageously skewed while I've been home. With the exception of 3 interruptions throughout the night, I slept from 9 pm last night to 4 pm today. I've only woken up to eat. I think I'm hibernating.

The big event of the morning was the party our smoke detectors had. They woke everything up in the house. (I guess that is a good thing). The two cats didn't know what to do to overcome the invisible assailant. Those hooligan detectors are old, so we couldn't force them off with the push of a button like some of the newer models. We took the willing ones down and pull the batteries out (rotating to release--or something like that). Some of the others were stubborn. We didn't like that. I was angry. They were ripped off the ceiling. Don't wake me from hibernation.

I went out once today to get replacement detectors. The roads were bad. The drivers were worse. It shouldn't be this cold in Texas.

This one's for you

2011-01-25T22:42:00.005-06:00

I'm in the kitchen, and I see one of the cats prowling around the back door. This one:

I opened the door and she hissed. Before going into the night to discover her adversary, I analyzed the situation. I remembered what horror movies teach us, and the patterns we should look for. In this case, the animal is alerted to some presence that is not seen. The person ventures out to see what is causing all the fuss. Then, from the bush, the unsightly creature leaps out and devours the person, and then the animal. I learned from this and took a rake with me. I did not find anything. Anyway...

I decided to put my pause my education in order to prepare and serve a mission. I didn't anticipate the process to take as long as it will. I've been home now from school for a month and a half now, and I will probably be home for a while longer. Paperwork needed to be transferred and interviews need to be scheduled, and then there is the period between receiving the call and reporting. Nothing it tremendously difficult, but there is an element of time associated with every step.

So for now, I'm not up to much of anything. I miss school and the friends I've made there. Other than that, I am healthy and content.

Another year begins

2011-01-01T02:14:00.002-06:00

Start off 2011 with optimism. Learn from the past and plan for a better future. Make those necessary changes to make yourself and those around happier. Now is the time to be who you want to be

Everyone is getting married!

2010-12-15T01:41:00.002-06:00

I'm packing up my belongings, but I feel like I'm packing up my life. I'm leaving Provo for about 2 and a half years (with a strong possibility for a short return for "schooling" in about 6 months). I am by no means disappointed with my choice to embark on this journey, but I'm somewhat anxious to see what the world will be like when I return. What feats of goodness will my friends and family accomplish in my absence? How will they fare on their own paths? Of course there are many times reliable means of communication, but they are not as effective as a personal witness of another's life made by one's self. But I suppose that is part of the sacrifice I will make.

Today I am particularly grateful for my friends and family. I cannot thank God enough for putting these people in my life. Their examples are priceless, and in many ways I envy their resolve to live the way they do. They are a constant reminder to me that there is good in this world.

I think we all get caught up and in the trials and obstacles that seem to form an endless line, one behind another, waiting for a chance to get in a cheap-shot. We look around and see all the terrible things that happen daily. But I feel we too often overlook the good that is present our lives.

I believe that there is opposition in all things. For every good entity, there is an opposite force present. The same is true across the face of the Earth. The world isn't all evil or all good. Instead, both sides have a presence and influence. There is a very real battle between light and dark. There are many bad things in this world, but there are just as many good things. It's up to us to find them and pass them on others. It's up to us to choose a side.

I feel that we can make our own islands of good, if we choose to incorporate more of it in our lives. In this way, we can ensure for ourselves a life full of happiness and peace. I hope you'll take some time to find and remember the good things in your life. I'm thinking about my friends and family right now. That's an excellent foundation to build upon.

A thought for Sunday night

2010-12-12T22:37:00.003-06:00

This has been on my mind. It's a bit more intense than my normal topics, but it's affecting me.

Last Monday I sat in on a friend's New Testament class. The topic of that lecture was the Atonement. Later that night I went to my mission prep class. The topic of that lecture was also the Atonement. As an effect, thoughts of the Atonement were drifting around in my head all week, and I've put some effort into better understanding what exactly it means for us.

When we read about what Christ experienced - beginning with his suffering in Gethsemane up to his choice to freely give his life on the cross - it is astonishing that he would allow himself to suffer such physical and emotional pain. Any normal mortal would have passed well before the end. Through that torment, when his body would have pleaded for release from the pain, Christ chose to endure. Even though unimaginable agony weighed upon him, he went forward. He did this because he loved us.

He chose to live. He chose to live to see that one of the most fundamental pieces of the foundation was finished and proper. He chose to live because he loves us. How much love does the Savior have for you and me?

We all face challenges. Sometimes it feels as though everything and everyone is out to make sure we fail. We find that we are stuck in a deep ruts; sometimes we have financial troubles, sometimes we get seriously ill, and sometimes we just have a bad day. In those times, I hope you remember that there is someone who always loves you. He understands you and you trials. He will comfort you. And He loves you.

Jesus Christ gave his life so we could overcome sin. He was then resurrected so that we could overcome death.

I am grateful for what He has done for me, and I have felt His comfort in my life. I hope in times of trouble you can look to him for peace and guidance. I want you who are reading this to know that this is part of what I know to be true.

Help! I need somebody!

2010-12-10T00:58:00.010-06:00

Not just anybody. I need you. I am still trying to figure this thing out. I'm not sure which direction to go. I think it's safe for me write about what I know and what I think about...

I get to exercise my brain when I write. I can work through ideas that come to mind, and I can break down about and emotions I experience.

I'm also a performer, and I've learned that I love to perform for people. I love being in front of an audience and I love showing what I've got. I think that this - much like a singer or dancer performs for an audience - is my way of getting my thoughts out in front of the world. A sort of mini-performance. Sometimes I feel I can say something that helps someone else learn about truths that I've just stumbled across myself. Other times I think I write because I'm upset about something and I am voicing my disappointment. It's during those testing times that I learn the most.

My closest friends and my family know that I have strong opinions about many things. I like to present my thoughts to other people, and I like to hear what they think about what I think. (My mind just kinked writing that last phrase.) It's during those moments that I grow the most intellectually. (On a tangent, I think I'm done growing physically. I fear I will be short of 6 feet in this life. I hope in the next I can be taller.)

...I suppose I'm asking for feedback. I'd like to know what you think. I need to know if this is worth it. In my mind, I'm imagining that I am sitting on a bench in a busy station talking at people, and I'm strange looks. If you think I'm a lunatic, please let me know so I can shut up.

Thanks for spending a moment here. Have a lovely night. Finals week is upon me, but I think I can squeeze out a few post in the next few days.

FYI

I noticed that my last post was a narrative about me being sick. I want you to know I am better. Your distant concern was appreciated.

The story of today

2010-11-18T19:09:00.005-06:00

Something happened. I didn't know what, but something was different about me. Some ailment was crippling me.

I woke up feeling like this. I turned into a zombie sometime in the night. Thoughts started pouring in - would my friends still accept me, could I still stay in college - that sort of thing. But then I realized that I could still think, therefore I had not turned into a mindless zombie. I was relieved, but still confused as to what was going on.

As soon as I committed myself to discovering what was wrong, it scratched me rather fiercely. It felt like Shere Khan was having a go at my throat - and Shere Khan is very, very mad.

This will be a mighty battle (hopefully!). So far I have taken some losses - I missed classes today, and I have failed to do anything productive. But I will don my armor and rise victorious! I have on my face of determination.

A fondness for Corn Nuts is growing in me

2010-11-16T23:09:00.002-06:00

Two weeks ago at FHE, we decided as a family group that it was appropriate to have an early Thanksgiving dinner. So, yesterday when we met, a list was passed around so we could say what we would bring as apartments. Stuffing, mashed potatoes, and other common Thanksgiving foods were listed, minus one crucial part. TURKEY! The list maker claimed to have excluded the central part of the Thanksgiving meal because "meat is expensive." I promptly replied by volunteering to provide meat for Turkey day.

The dinner will be at my apartment, so I will be spending Monday afternoon making my first turkey. I would love comments and suggestions for preparing a great turkey, but I will ultimately seek my own mom's advice (she knows the hour is fast approaching). I will post my success (!) after the big day.

To Margot, I may need to borrow a roasting pan.

An update, not much more

2010-11-15T22:45:00.004-06:00

I am still recovering from this weekend. Dancesport was demanding, physically and mentally. Here is the rundown of what events competed in and how I did.

Bronze Latin (Samba): 7th place

Bronze Ballroom (Quickstep): 5th place

Silver Latin (Rumba): eliminated in the second round

Silver Ballroom (Waltz): eliminated in the semi-final round

Silver American (Triple-step Swing): eliminated in the semi-final round

I am very happy with how this past weekend played out. I saw so many people dance, beginners and experienced, and I want all my friends that danced to know that I think they did a marvelous job, and I am pleased to know you. I am especially proud of all three of my dance partners (shout out to Julie, Sara, and Elisabeth) and the how well they danced. I need to express my gratitude for having 3 fantastic partners. I am so blessed to be able to dance.

My headphones are slightly broken

2010-11-10T00:59:00.002-06:00

I am a hero. I did not stop that hostile alien invasion, nor did I assist that elderly woman across the street, and those cats in trees are still there. I did change some batteries for Bro. Bott in a lecture last night. His mic had died. I give you permission to save your laud and praise.

I started out this week with a post that I was happy to put my name on. It is now late Tuesday night (early Wednesday morning in actuality) and I have yet to add to the commentary I started Monday. When I will probably not get a chance to until next week. For now it is to be continued...

Oh Mondays, I love you so

2010-11-08T01:05:00.004-06:00

This excerpt grabbed my attention as I was looking through various resources. The overall thought interests me so because it is has an enlightening effect when juxtaposed to ideas of the world. The speaker, David O. McKay, presents 6 different responsibilities that we are accountable for. He directs his remarks to brethren. As I take the items one by one, I will do mostly the same; however, I think it is appropriate to apply the ideas explored to the sisters as well.

"Some day you will have a personal Priesthood interview with the Savior, Himself. If you are interested, I will tell you the order in which He will ask you to account for your earthly responsibilities."

In time it takes to open a soda can, I hear a cries of panicked surprise, and then sighs of relief. As stated, we will recall and review our life with the Lord. But McKay claims to know which responsibilities we can focus on in order to successfully come through the biggest interview in our eternal existence. We all evaluate where we are in life and how our mortal accomplishments should be rewarded. Thoughts buzz around in our minds: what job I have, where I live, the size of my house, the car I drive, the people I know, the things I know, etc. After all of our pondering, we nervously query as to which part of our lives should we direct our focus.

"First, He will request an accountability report about your relationship with your wife. Have you actively been engaged in making her happy and ensuring that her needs have been met as an individual."

It seems backwards to suggest that the majority of those items in mortality - many of which are necessarily important and require a gross amount of our attention - are naught when observed with eternal eyes. However, after a bit of thought (and a shift of perspective from temporal to eternal), it makes sense that the relationship between us and our life partner and eternal companion will be the first item of discussion.

There is not much that I could say about Priority Number One, other than to reemphasize the importance of providing for the physical and spiritual needs of our better half. (For those, like myself, who are not yet married - we should recognize the importance of preparing to provide for all our future companion's needs.)

With that I leave you to your thoughts. I wager that the next item requires little effort to predict. Until then.

This is not a good foundation for a Sunday night post

2010-11-07T22:16:00.003-06:00

I like Conan. I wonder how good his show will be.

We twirl sticks - it's totally macho

2010-11-06T17:41:00.006-05:00

For those interested (and in the Provo area next weekend), the BYU DanceSport Championships will be rocking occasions Friday and Saturday. Tons of awesome dancers (and even some world class professionals) will be competing and performing. I will be competing in 5 different class events (I will be dancing a quickstep, waltz, samba, rumba, and triple-swing).

I love to dance! I went to the folk dance try-outs a year ago and got onto one of the teams. That first semester was a blast, and I learned how worthwhile dancing could be. I've since tried tap, clog, jazz, contemporary, and ballroom. It is an immensely expressive art form with many different flavors, and it's thrilling to tell a story by dancing.

As of late, I am giving a lot of thought about what dancing means to me and how I can use it in my life. I do not know yet which direction to go, but I am excited for the opportunities I have.

Dancing is rewarding, but in my opinion there is no other form of expression as powerful as singing. The insight a skilled singer can bestow is unlike and more exquisite than anything else I know of. The voice can communicate eternal truths from one soul to another.

I suppose my goal in this short thought is to persuade you to recognize, and more closely analyze, the capacity that song and dance have to influence man to realize what he was, what he is, and what he can be.

I tried to punish the ice, it was asking for it

2010-11-05T20:02:00.004-05:00

It is Friday. No matter how many come and go, Fridays are awesome. Fridays are especially awesome when you go ice skating. I just hope it doesn't end up like that one time.

The lady doctor told me to go to a plastic surgeon to get it stitched. Really lady doctor, I never thought of myself as pretty.

I haven't shaved a since Monday

2010-11-05T02:06:00.006-05:00

Random thoughts for a Thursday night (Friday morning):

I'm currently listening to Taylor Swift.

The idea for this post did not emerge until I sat down with my French vanilla hot cocoa.

I am chronically lazy. Are there drugs for that?

Why is it called hot cocoa if there is no cocoa? It's definitely hot, but lacking the cocoa.

Taylor Swift's new album is darn good.

I have integrals on my mind. My calculus test opens tomorrow.

I do not like where my dancing is right now, and DanceSport is next weekend.

This is a bit more substantial: where is the line between eliminating the bad influences in our lives and infringing on someone else's agency? I'm really thinking about this one right now.

I checked out for this weekend on Tuesday.

I started seriously considering listening to country music because of Julianne Hough and Taylor Swift. I wonder what the other dudes think of this.

I overcame trials only to find there were many more, much more difficult ones to deal with.

Habits and behavior are hard to change.

The Beach Boys were in Provo tonight. I wish I had known this was going to happen a week ago.

I'm loving my samba. It is sort of like a fairy tale. My quickstep is another genre all together, something Poe might wright.

I really want to go into space.

Have you heard about Cook's Source vs. The Internet.

I have too many clothes.

I need more clothes.

I feel the need to apologize for not posting something substantial for several days. I do appreciate all of you who have dropped by, and I feel like I dropped the ball.

My mind is now empty(ish). Have a wonderful night.

Yes, it's a math joke

2010-11-02T06:00:00.001-05:00

What? I've been thinking about derivatives and integrals.

It would have been better had I eaten more candy, thanks for asking

2010-11-01T06:00:00.001-05:00

2 graham crackers, 2 bit marshmallows, one Hershey bar. Have a marvelous Monday.

You could go work for the same amount of time, take that money you earned to a store, and buy only the kinds of candy you like to eat

2010-10-29T01:53:00.003-05:00

Even they get lost sometimes. And they get nervous in strange places. If scary monsters frighten you, remember that they are as scared of you as you are of them. Maybe more; they don't have the home-field advantage or a comfy bed. It's freaky Friday! (Not a Lindsay Lohan reference.)

You can't handle the truth

2010-10-29T01:20:00.002-05:00

Reasons to be Pretty. It is an interesting play, and my friend Kim did a fantastic job in her role (that's called an embedded shout out!). One of the underlying themes was the importance honesty, a vital characteristic that I think should be valued and recognized. I also think we all could use a little practice being more honest with ourselves and in our relationships with others. Honesty leads to trust, and both help lay the foundation for any developing relationship. Also remember that there are right ways and wrong ways to be honest, so be sensitive with how you choose to address sore issues. I do not think I need to elaborate on that. Just what's on my mind.

It can be viewed as satire

2010-10-28T12:18:00.005-05:00

I am having trouble finding the will to get out of my warm bed. Image originally from here.

I have been thinking about dancing as of late. I dance on one of the folk dance teams here at BYU, but this semester I have been leaning toward pursuing ballroom. It is difficult, trying to decide which to commit to. And then if I decide to also consider activities outside the dancing, I've always wanted to sing with the BYU Young Ambassadors. I am grateful for the so many wonderful opportunities, but choices can be hard sometimes, especially when they offer different rewards. That is on my mind this morning. Have a Theatrical Thursday.

Because Chuck Norris is better than apple juice

2010-10-27T02:32:00.003-05:00

Image originally from here,

Kiwi shoe polish

2010-10-27T01:48:00.004-05:00

My thought tonight is derived from a quote found before the forward of Erich Fromm's Escape from Freedom (14th printing):

If I am not for myself, who will be for me?

If I am for myself only, what am I?

If not now--when?

I believe we should always stand for ourselves and accept the responsibility and repercussions of choice. I also believe we need a cause greater than ourselves to stand for. I believe that if we fail to act now, opportunities for great good will pass, and our idleness will be detrimental to ourselves and to others.

A thousand words

2010-10-26T06:00:00.003-05:00

When the world is against you, everything is goes wrong, and it seems like the devil himself is throwing everything he can to drag you down, remember that germs are obligated to wait 5 seconds before they can jump your toast which just landed buttered-side-down. Image originally from here.

It was the best decision of the past week. Who knew firecracker + cat could be so much fun!?

2010-10-26T01:53:00.003-05:00

Take the elevator to a different level.
In just a few words, I cannot express how blessed I am because of the actions Jesus Christ. I am eternally grateful and indebted to the greatest example to live in this life. I feel an obligation to do as he would, and I hope that I can learn to follow him and live my life in such a way that yields everlasting benefits for me and those around me. Patience and understand, diligence and obedience, courage, charity, and honor are a few of attributes he triumphantly embodied and exhibited. This testimony illustrates his life and purpose. It means a great deal to me to believe in a living Christ, to believe he has the power, means, and know-how to save those who allow him to.

Are you suggesting coconuts migrate!?

2010-10-25T06:00:00.001-05:00

Here is a little kick-start to get you past those Monday blues. Image originally from here.

Woops.

2010-10-24T21:27:00.003-05:00

I ran out of time. I had intended to compose a thought provoking discourse choice, but that didn't happen. I will post (write) it at another time. However, on my honor, I promise to have something awesome up tomorrow morning to make your Monday bearable.

The Return, MK. II

2010-10-23T23:50:00.005-05:00

Accuse me of taking the bandwagon to class, but I have a thing for ninjas. To mark the end of my second hiatus, here is evidence that the mark of the ninja can be found anywhere, even in the Harold B. Lee Library.

Check back tomorrow afternoon for a little series I'm going to start.

Lazy Thursday

2010-02-04T22:44:00.002-06:00

Meet Treebeard.

Random Thoughts

2010-02-02T16:39:00.002-06:00

Today, I had to perform the Fox Trot for a dance class. The experience reminded me of stake dances.

There are definitely subjects that are meant to be discussed in private.

The essay I read last night about "real food" attacked "foodish products" with vigor. After reading it, I wanted to eat "foodish products" because they taste so good.

I'm not too fond of wearing neck ties-I don't like restricted neck movement. However, I must admit I love dressing up.

There is a girl in my English class that scares me.

Tap is awesome. Does anyone else who taps find themselves subconsciously moving their feet?

Hello, my name is Seebu.

2010-02-01T23:30:00.005-06:00

Welcome to 2010. The future is and isn't what was expected 200 years ago. No flying cars, no teleportation, no AI endowed robots, but there are cell phones and personal computers. And I am proud to add my first post of 2010 to the list advancements of society.

About my blog. ENG 150 has tasked me to write for 10 minutes every day. This isn't a difficult task, but I think I can knock down two birds with one stone. I am going to focus on my my writing attention here, on my blog-it really needs the attention. So I hope that through this process I can metamorph into a better writer, all so the 3 people who glance at my thoughts can have a morsel of satisfaction.

Being a student at a prominent university provides opportunities to meet famous people. Like R. Glenn Hubbard and Jeffery M. Hovenier. If you happen to know who these two men are, I applaud you for your outstanding knowledge of political and economic figures. I wont go into detail, but their lectures were very engaging and informing. Just know that college brings a whole host of new experiences.

I my true name today. Seebu. I immediately proceeded to inform everyone on my floor. None of them understood how awesome it is to be dubbed with such a nickname. I guess there is just an added measure of appreciation when the source is my one-year-old nephew. My two nephews are brilliant and witty, and I don't do their capacity for intelligence justice. You'd have to speak to their mother for that.

Bimbo Bakeries USA

2009-07-03T02:14:00.003-05:00

It has been 102 days since my last post. For whatever reason, I just haven't visited this part of the web.

For the past week, I've been doing some janitorial work at two warehouses used by Bimbo Bakeries USA. It paid pretty well, but it also served to strengthen my dislike for bathrooms. I spent much more time driving than actually cleaning, as the warehouses were located in Lewisville and West Dallas.

The Thursday I began was marked by the most peculiar experience. Not only was it my first day on the job, but it was also the first time I witnessed a car accident. I car stopped in the middle of an intersection for no apparent reason, only to get rear ended. Then tonight, my last day of cleaning, I saw two grown men going through the dumpster, pillaging for still-package-sealed baked goods.

I am grateful that I had had the job, but I'm also grateful its over. In conclusion, some thoughts:

I developed some mean mopping skills.
Finding a new computer, within my budget, is proving to be particularly difficult.
I wrote this entire post thinking that it was still Thursday. It is now, in fact, Friday.

List of Solos (Musical Theater Edition)

2009-03-23T22:49:00.006-05:00

Here is a list of the (musical theater genre - full lentgh) solo's I've ever sung.

Lets make a game out of it. I'll give you the show name, and I want you to think about what song I'd sing. Then, see what songs I have sung, and match them to the show.
Get to it.

Shows
A Little Night Music
Spamalot
Chicago
Anyone Can Whistle
Beauty and the Beast

Songs
Everybody Says Don't
Mr. Cellophane
Send in the Clowns
Gaston
I'm All Alone

I know that one of them is originally sung by a woman, but I didn't know that at the time. I was also scraping for songs, as my list is a bit short.
Later, I'll make a list of every song I've ever sung, and that one will be lengthy.

Check back soon for List of Solos (Classical Edition).
Margot, this if for you.

Thought

2008-11-03T03:30:00.006-06:00

Circumstances are such that my classmates fearfully refer to her as "Busby." It reminds me of Harry Potter; as if she might appear out of thin (or thick) air if we say her proper name.

I wonder what I'd have to do to have the 'infamous' connotation attached to my name. Become a evil wizard or a foreboding English teacher.

Cornucopia

2008-09-17T21:42:00.003-05:00

Defined.

Bronchitis, pneumonia, ear infection, and sinusitis, accompanied by severe allergies.
2 courses of antibiotics, an inhaler, 2 courses of steroids (pills and injections).

I think I did well on my macroeconomics test.

Update: Showchoir

2008-08-13T00:44:00.004-05:00

Show choir boot camp actually began today, and already it's intense. It's also extremely fun to sing and dance with other people for 8 hours.

So here is our show:
Ocean Avenue (Yellowcard)
Livin' on a Prayer (Bon Jovi)
Can't Get Next to You (Temptations)
Being Alive (Company)
Makes Me Wanna Pray (Christina Aguilera)

I'm going to sing a solo in Can't Get Next to You, with 3 other guys. I was singled out for my radical falsetto skills. It's going to be a great number.
All the members of the group can SING. It's going to be a good year with this group.

To begin my eventful show choir day, I was assigned the task of filling up the cooler. Simple enough? I was very frustrated because I couldn't locate anywhere to fill it. After consulting Mrs. Randall (one of our directors) she said just to fill it up in the boy's dressing room sink... Long story short I spent 20 minutes mopping up a very very wet floor.

Only a more optimistic note... for those of you who are familiar with acting... I'm want to find some good monologues. I have no idea where to look, so a point in the right direction would be very helpful.

4x100m

2008-08-10T23:36:00.003-05:00

“The Americans? We're going to smash them. That's what we came here for.” Alain Bernard - French Olympic Swimmer.

American response:
US - 3:08.24 sec.
France - 3:08.32 sec.

The US team not only strike gold, they shattered the world record in what is being called the best swimming race of all time.
I have to admit, I did jump with enthusiasm like those crazy football fans. It happens... right?

Costco

2008-08-03T15:24:00.003-05:00

Mom: Hey Ben, do you know if Costco is sells books?
Ben: We sell some, but we're no Barnes & Nobles.
Spencer: Of course they sell books! They sell everything. They just sell them in a pack of 20.
So sure, you get a great deal, but now you've got to figure out what to do with the other 19.
Disclaimer: This tale was altered for the purpose of storytelling.

I've decided I'm going to have a word of the day, it might give me something to write about.
conglomeration: a cohering mass; cluster. Not to be confused with a congregation.

The high for today is 101 degrees Fahrenheit.

2008-08-01T17:10:00.006-05:00

It is currently 104.

The experiences that occur just before we become conscious are so surreal. Just yesterday, I was asleep on the couch, and the TV production had melted in with my mental production. I can't recall any specific scenes or dialogue, but I can remember a few things. First of all, my brain had those *dream-face people matched with the voices from the show, which only added to the strangeness of the dream. The conversation also seemed to be of life or death importance, though it was completely pointless.
Dreams are indeed odd occurrences. It's the only time where something can be completely meaningless, but it will also carry a planetary weight in the course of the short *dream-life; or, the events completely confound the mind, yet the brain is still able to make complete sense if it all.
Heh.

*Dream-face and dream-life. As in the dream- dictionary. Also includes dream-mind and dream-event.

As Margot Brilliantly Stated

2008-08-01T02:48:00.000-05:00

Idea #1:
Hey guys! Welcome to my blog. I know everyone else has one, so I decided to have one for myself! I really don't know what to say in my first post, because I don't want to seem too cliché.

Idea #2:
Hey! I decided to conform and create a blog of my own... and it's quite funny to realize I had no idea what to write in this first blog. So here it goes!

I think it's apparent what I'm doing. But, to say the least, I have no idea what to write in this, my first post. Perhaps, like Margot, I hope to gain something out of this. I've always thought I had trouble saying what I think, so perhaps this will help me.

By the way, Wikipedia defines cliché as when a phrase, expression, or idea that has been overused to the point of losing its intended force or novelty.

I like words.
-Spencer