In all my 25 years I've never seen anything like this. The drier took all my clothes and somehow braided them together. It was probably 6 or 7 feet long. Even my clothes do awesome things.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Thursday, December 4, 2008
I considered this. All of my tools can fit into one handbag that I take to my job assembling display things for the garden center at Hone Depot. That doesn't seem like a true "artisan" to me. This concerned me so I got back to my considering. The first thing I realized is I would have more tools were it not for my self-enduced vow of college-related poverty. If I had money I would be exactly like my dad and have a workshop filled to overflowing with tools. I'd spend hundreds on every new project had I hundreds to spend on such glorious things. The second thing I realized is I do have tools. Lots and lots of tools. I've been collecting them for years.
"But you said..."
I know what I said. Think outside the box. Ny tools aren't kept in a toolbox. I keep them in the kitchen. Our kitchen is stuffed with my special kitchen tools.
This is who I am. I'm a dude who uses tools to cook.
So, in acceptance of who I am, I've begun a new blog. It will be a list of all the recipes I have tried and enjoy. I've tried many gross, weird, or "interesting" recipes. I will not include those for obvoius reasons. No point holding on to those gems.
So, for those who like fine food and my writing, tune in and see what's cooking (cheesy ending).
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
One of the most wonderful things that girls do is they smell good. Many of them even smell great. Fantastic even.
As i sort of wandered slowly to the astronomy class in which I am now sitting I fell in step behind a girl. What she looked like is irrelevant to the story. I found myself in the wake of her perfume. It was Gap Dream, one of my favorites and I'm not going to explain why I know perfumes by name.
just before the scent encounter I had been with my group for a class. At risk of sounding like a jerk, they are all idiots. Lazy stupid people.. I was very sad and annoyed by the poor grade I am bound to get because of these dults when I caught the wiff. My attitude went bipolar and I was flung into one of the best moods I've been in in awhile.
Thank you Mystery Girl. Your decision to smell awesome saved my life for a day.
Thank you all girls who make the same decision. The world is better because of you.
My favorite perfume is Abercrombie & Fitch 8.
I really don't care for vanilla musk.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Bitter? yeah, I'm a little bitter. But only at myself.
The up side, I have 6 more months to find a job and become an adult, I get to spend another 6 months in Logan and I really like Logan, and I'll got one more chance to actually DO something for Spring Break. I've always been broke when it's rolled around.
So, everyone, plan for a spring graduation.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Do you remember the giant plastic brandy glass we found at DI? If you forgot or don't know or just need a reminder, look at the post before this.
I was dared by a friend to sneak it into a movie theater. What she didn't know at the time is that my roommate works at the movie theater and gets us in for free. When you get into a movie for free you also get popcorn for free. However, in order to get free popcorn (or beverage) you have to bring your own bowls. This is perfect since we now own several popcorn bowls that hold more popcorn than the extra large bowls they sell you. And, in the case of last night, i just happened to have a perfect brandy-glass-sized bowl.
I wish I had a picture, but we got there late. Taking a picture would have been rude. I could have taken one after but the glass was empty and a picture wouldn't have proved much. Next time.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
The Challenge: See who would take the longest to drink 4 liters of fluid out of their glass. That's just over a gallon for you who are not familiar with the metric system. The beverage choices were made by the drinkers. I chose to fill mine with a cranberry-apple juice and Fez went with the white-grape-peach juice.
It's harder than you think to make this sort of selection. Just a few of the things you need to consider are:
- How much money do I really want to spend on an activity like this? (my answer was $5.65)
- What possible beverage would I be willing to potentially be sick of for the rest of my life?
- What selection do I think I could choke down a gallon of?
The drinking began at 6:23 PM tonight. My first 20 minutes killed about the top 2-3 inches of my juice level. The next 20 minutes took down another half inch. The following 20 minutes took even less. I haven't made any progress for the last almost hour. I'm waiting on my first liter to not be in my body anymore.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
they have cought my stare a few times, but can only manage silence for roughly 30 seconds. i feel like he is the main problem, but she supposrts it so i blame her.
if any of you recognize either of these two idiots tell them i think they are idiots. show them this blog. maybe they will learn to be respectful of my time. i doubt it though. they seem to be pretty brainless.
i'm also open to creative ways to get them to shut up.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
The scooter is slightly illegal right now and not exactly insured. That makes every ride an adventure for me. Sunday was my biggest adventure yet.
It was a beautiful day when I left for church. I have early meetings so I left while my roommates were watching cartoons. I ran out of gas but had some in a gas can from a week earlir when I ran out of gas then. (that happened right after I unintentially sorta made a little kid cry. Whoops) So my saintly brother left his cartoons to bring me the gas can. I was still right on time for my meetings. Please pause for a moment to be impressed. I know you are. That was the pre-adventure for the afternoon show.
When I left the building to go home I walked out to a rain shower. Not a drizzle. Not even a sprinkle. This was easily a shower. I paused briefly to consider my options. I came to the conclusion that the most manly thing to do was adventure home in the rain. I was soked before I made it out of the parking lot. I forgot how water resistant my shoes are. My pants probably could be dry cleaned now, but I couldn't be happier with my decision. An unforseen Sunday adventure? Brilliant!
Looking back now I'm giving credit to divine intervention for me running out of gas before church and not after.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Sunday, August 17, 2008
This week I was an active party to two awesome adventures. Both were things I'd never been a part of before. Both were things I would do again. I mean this second I would do it.
The first adventure was geo caching. now that may not sound like too exciting of an adventure, does it? No. It does not. What you need to know is how we mixed it up to make it an adventure. The first step was to go in the middle of the night. Adventures are best in the dark. Once we were to our embarking position on the side of the road (after being questioned by the friendliest police officer I've ever met) we immediately had to forge the river. Remember that it's night. after our party of four nearly made it across dry we began our search for the unknown mystery item. when you don't know what you are on the hunt for, finding it is a real bear of a task. Fez brought with him the gps unit and was able to guide us up the mountain to as near the target area as possible. We made a gallant attempt to find the missing treasure. We scaled treacherous cliffs. *note on cliffs: it's easier to climb ridiculous ciffs with no ropes or anything like that in the dark. You don't see where you'd fall to.* We looked at every place we can see. We never found our treasure. Yet the adventure was in the looking. That's a life lesson for you all to remember. Rowdy is wise in the ways of life. We climbed down the mountain. investigated some old ruins on our way down. Crossed the wet river and went home.
Adventure two was less complicated but possibly more fun. My awesome roommate, Fez, was able to procure two four wheelers from contacts at his work for a night. After a stop for gas and a stop for air we were on our way to the base of Mt. Logan. We were set to go up at 10:30 that night. We zipped up the mountain in the wind and the cold with dust in our face and the full moon lighting the forest. We woke up every camper on the way up (I hope) and nearly wrecked on a few turns. Once we made it to the tip top of the mountain we laid on the mountain and looked at the lights of the city and wished talked about religion, life and probably a lot of fairly mundane things as well. Before we left we both agreed that it would be a good place to bring girls and that we were thankful that we aren't girls since girls usually don't go on adventures of this type. The ride down was as fun as the ride up and we were able to rouse the campers a second time.
People, go on adventures. Trust me. One good adventure can last you for a long time. Grandpa Hancock used to tell us, "Life, to me, has been a grand adventure." I want to be able to say that. I don't to say "Life has been a cushy ride. I didn't take chances answer so I didn't get hurt." or "I don't get people's deal with living."
Make Adventure a Verb.
Monday, August 11, 2008
Here are some of the descriptions:
- Rowdy is ideal for corporate settings, education, health care and institutional applications. Rowdy is ready to go to work for you.
- Rowdy's lightweight one-piece shell and frame design include a back handhold, promoting quick and convenient transport.
- Rowdy is stackable up to 40 high on a convenient stacking cart, facilitating fast and easy storage without placing extreme demands on space
- Rowdy's continuous wire rod frame joins with its lightweight shell to create an orderly aesthetic without the need for attachment screws.
- Rowdy's one-piece shell is molded from high-impact polypropylene for long-lasting durability and provides a generous, enduring sit. Ridges on the rear of the shell provide increased strength and resilience even in the most demanding environments.
and my favorite:
- The Rowdy frame is available in black for a handsome and distinguished look appropriate for any environment.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Back to my original thought. Whenever I get burnt everyone seems to have some fact about treating a sunburn. Don't put anything cold on it, use butter take a hot shower and it will pull the heat from out of your skin. Hogwash! all of it. The only thing that heals a sunburn is time. You have to spend several days putting on shirts that used to be comfortable but are suddenly made of burlap. You can't crinkle your nose or laugh because when burnt skin wrinkles you suffer.
On the upside, once the pain is gone I get a decent tan for a few weeks. Well, decent for a white kid. Then I become a leper and have to deal with my face peeling for a week. However, I usually have enough fun while I'm being burnt to figure it's worth it.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
I don't know about you, but around here we often find ourselves discussing which super abilities would be the best ones to have. Invisibility, flight, strength or what have you. My personal favorite is super ESP, the ability to not only make things move with your mind but control over matter. I thing that would be the bees knees of super powers.
But, I propose a different question on this tipical line: What would be your unique super power, or rather, what super power would you want that nobody has ever had before? Be careful how you answer because I'm no geek, but I'm fairly familiar with super powers and who's had them
I think a fun one would be the ability to create water balloons in my hands. I always find myself in places with people who are just begging to be clobered with a balloon full of water in the face. For instance: A week or two ago we were in Wal-Mart purchasing water balloons (coincidence), and some guy started riding some goofy-looking homemade bicycle around the store. If ever there was a need for a filled water balloon it was then. How perfect would his story be when he's trying to tell his friends how cool he is when he has to finish his story with, "and then some kid jumped out and nailed me in the face with a water balloon!"
I think another uniqu ability would me...well, do you remember the movie 'Groundhog's Day'with Bill Murray? If I could repeat each day over and over again as many times as I want but have control over when I move to the next day, I would do that. I could live a lifetime inside of every day. I would only age as I moved to the next day. I could try things as many times I wanted until I had it down perfect. I could master the guitar. I could do sweet jumps off the cliffs at porcupine. Learn every language. Read books (I might not do that, actuall), but the possibilities are nearly endless. Death wouldn't matter, I'd just come back to life when the next day starts. And when I was ready to start my next day I would live one more day, go to the gym, eat really healthy be nice to everyone and make my preperations for the next day. I may do a seperate blog on all the possibilities of this particular super power sometime in the future.
It would have draw backs, of course, but I really think the benifits would outweigh them.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
My dream is to start a club for scooter jousting. you bring your own scooter, pads and lance. It's the perfect sport for college hooligans and, I feel. the videos would get some positive attention on youtube.
I took it to the student bike shop where I work today and had them help me with the brakes. the front ones now work perfectly (for a plastic wheel) and the back ones are broke. They have a special brake cable that splits into two cables that I need and they didn't have. But at least my front brakes can stop me.
I plan to murder it out (paint it all flat black for those of you who aren't hip on the lingo) and find some 12 inch wheels that aren't made of plastic. I'm also considering pegs but that won't be for ahwile. I'm open to other ideas as well.
By the end of the day I'm hoping to have gone cliff jumping in my three piece suit, but maybe without the jacket.
Monday, July 21, 2008
I can't prove this, but I'm sure everyone loves lighting. Girls especially love them. I wouldn't mind haviing a girl here to enjoy the weather instead of my middle-aged partner.
You can always expect an awesome conversation out of a lighting storm.