Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Music 1010

I hate fine arts.
I hate 8 am classes.
Welcome to my hell.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Iron and Wine Was Suck-tastic

I'm not in the business of complaining about free shows, but that was by far the worst show I've ever been to. I love Iron and Wine, so you know that the crowd had to be particularly awful to warrant that distinction. But the crowd exceeded the limits of my imagination in utter crappiness.

People were being loud and boisterous and everybody was boozing. It was so crowded that you had to get completely out of range of the sound to get any breathing room, and that far out it was just one giant mass of people drinking and talking. Was this an Iron and Wine concert, or a frat party? What did I miss here? How many people actually came to listen to music?

In short, it was a sad day for concerts.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Iron and Wine

I am stoked for the show!

Sunday, August 16, 2009

I'm A Red Vine Mule

Yesterday I went to a movie with Garit, Mark, Jen, and Ben Tuttle. On the way to the theater, I stopped at the Maverik to pick up some Red Vines. You must understand however that for guys, sneaking candy into the theater is no small feat. Women have purses that they can easily use to smuggle in contraband, but men have no such luxury.

I remember a particular candy smuggling incidence quite fondly. A couple years back a group of us guys(I can't remember everyone in the group)decided to hit a dollar movie. We went to the grocery store next door and each bought a pound of candy from the bulk bins. We were then presented with the age old question, "How can guys effectively sneak candy into a movie theater." Quickly, we formulated a plan. We each hung a bag of candy down the front of our pants, banking on the fact that if a ticket taker noticed an unnatural bulge in our nether regions, they wouldn't call us out. Awkward? Yes. Juvenile? Definitely. Effective? Quite. As I recall, my pants were slightly tighter than everyone elses, and without a jacket to provide cover, my bulge was a little more pronounced. Still, our mission was a success and we enjoyed a cornucopia of gummy treats.

So back to yesterday. I picked up my Red Vines, and made my way to the theater. There was only one problem. My pants were kind of short on crotch space so I had to improvise. Thankfully I was wearing a jacket, and was able to tuck the bag of candy into the back of my shirt, and the jacket hid any noticable protrusions. I just had to shuffle around because if I moved too quickly the plastic crinkled. In short, I am an expert theater candy mule.

Friday, August 14, 2009

Horses Look Weird.

They have long faces and weird skulls. Also if they break a leg they die. How crazy is that? I don't care how much Garit respects them, I say horses are weird.

It Has Been Four Days.

You all thought that I was slipping into the abyss didn't you. Well just because I haven't posted since Monday doesn't mean I have nothing to talk about. It just means I haven't had time to sit down and blog. I have a post in mind. Scathing, controversial, edgy,... equine.

Monday, August 10, 2009

The Jackson Family Pet Holocaust

Over the past year my family has been rocked by a massive pet scourge that has left our yard an eerie shell of its former lively self. Around a year ago our yard was home to two dogs and three cats. A fourth cat came later. Allow me to expound upon the demise of each pet.

Robin, the dog. He was an old mutt we adopted ten years ago and must have been a year or two old when he showed up at our door step... He went blind last year, got lost, and ended up getting creamed on the highway... poor Robin.

Shortly after Robin's demise a new cat entered our household. He was named Honky Cat.

Shortly after Honky Cat joined the family, our oldest pet, Meow, the senile cat, disappeared. Months later I found her staring at me, frozen in the bottom of our window well. Thus ended Meow the senile cat.

Months later Todd the cat took a journey from which he has yet to return.

Around the same time, my brother Thom began preparing for a mission. On the way to his farewell there was an unfortunate incident involving my mother's vehicle and Honky Cat. The vehicle won. I sprayed his blood off of the driveway and buried him after sacrament meeting.

Finally this evening Sam, our ten year old german shepherd died underneath a shade tree.

Only the elusive cat Pucky remains. Now my family enters into the twilight of pet ownership. Its been a long and fateful journey. While I don't really allow myself to get attached to animals, there have been some good memories. Maybe someday if I ever get a nice big yard I will get a dog and start the cycle anew.

Until then, goodbye to all of my dead animals.

Sunday, August 09, 2009

Youtube Remix Alert!

I can't help myself. Generally I try to keep from embracing the random internet memes that are constantly bouncing around Youtube. But I love these remixes...

Not a game, not a game, not a game... we talkin bout practice.

Friday, August 07, 2009

Paris Hilton's Dog House

I fully anticipate this post to send Garit into seizures of rage. Davy however might find it interesting.

Paris Hilton has built a $325,000 mini-mansion.... FOR HER DOGS. ROFL

She's gone to a lot of effort to lavish creatures who would just as soon live in a urine-soaked cardboard box filled with sawdust.

RIP John Hughes

Thursday, August 06, 2009

I'm Ready for Autumn

Summer sucks.

It feels good to be blogging again.

Will this work?

For some reason Garits sprint email is somehow attached to my phone. Why is it that the more technologically advanced we get, the more complicated things get?
Sent on the Sprint® Now Network from my BlackBerry®

Wednesday, August 05, 2009

Where is my blog stamina?

I have been perusing my previous blogs, particularly those from the fateful month of October 08, and I can't figure out where my blogging stamina went. I was producing blogs at a superhuman rate. Over 230 blogs in 31 days. Granted I had no job, and limited contact to friends and family, so I had no shortage of time, but I also had nothing to write about. No points of interest. Why is it that now, when I have much more going on, I am having an epic case of bloggers block?

Also, why can't I figure out how to blog with my phone?

Tuesday, August 04, 2009

Okay, this is it. Don't get scared now.

Well well well. I have blogged poorly this year thus far. I blame it on Facebook. I blame it on gainful employment. I blame it on filthy lucre. I blame myself! Alright?! ARE YOU HAPPY?! IT'S MY FAULT! MINE! What, what? Are you just going to walk away? You just going to leave me here? Fine. Just know that I believe that this is a blog worth fighting for. Just remember that in the end you were the one that gave up on me. That's right. YOU gave up on ME! Or we can try and type this out. Just give me one more chance...

So yeah... blogs and stuff.

I am living in Orem now. I have been since May. I am in a student apartment with a bunch of dudes. I graduate in the spring. I work full time. I am poor.

I am in a band. The Indecision. It has been the name of my solo work for a couple of years now, and it is a solid name. So we kept it. We played two satudays ago. Playing my music in front of people is pretty terrifying. I get more nervous than I can explain. But, there is nothing like the high you feel after you walk off a stage. So we are solidifying our band lineup and will be playing more shows in the near future. I bought a beautiful new guitar which I will show documentation of at a later date. American Fender Telecaster Custom. Bands are fun.

I am feeling this blog thing again. Hopefully I'll be around for a while.