Traveling...and remembering...

I just got back from Vegas (this being probably my tenth time to Sin City). A bunch of my east coast friends decided to come out to visit, so I couldn't really stay away. We ended up going out to the Grand Canyon and that got me thinking about America's landmarks. According to this website, I have now been to 8 of America's Top 10 Landmarks/Monuments. I fail.

I have yet to visit the Liberty Bell or the Hollywood sign even though I lived near both of these locations for more than a year. I need to stop sucking and remember to be a tourist in my own town sometimes. I think we miss out on much of what our hometowns have to offer. I can at least say I have visted every major museum and landmark in Washington, DC though (where I was raised). I guess I lost that sense of wonder after moving away.

Anyway, during my daily surfing I came across some funny stuff. Well, whether you find it funny or not is subjective I suppose. First up is a list of foods that will make your mouth water...and your heart explode! My favorite is the Big Mac-Chicken with Cheese. My body is giving me the "mean mug" just thinking about eating it. It's like, "Nigga please! You even bring that CLOSE to me and I'll put you in cardiac arrest before you can say 'Clear'!" 

Next up on our surf is a group of foods that will make you cringe (and if they don't you need to get your head examined). I can't imagine eating any of these foods. Honestly though, people really will eat anything so I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. The sheer insanity boggles the mind though. The Casu Marzu one makes me laugh though, why the hell would you want to eat something that you have to protect your eyes from as you eat it! I mean come on!

In other news, there may be a new way for Men to ensure that their women is taking the "Pill" which is: Take it instead of having your woman do it! The new drug has already started human clinical trials and looks very promising. The bad news? Many idiots out there will equate the pill with protecting them from STDs as well and will end up spreading more STDs as a result. I've said it before (and no doubt will say it again): Everyone should be allowed to kill one stupid person in the course of their lives. It would solve so many problems.

Anyway, thats it for today. Happy surfing everyone...

Utah...or the Thrice Cursed Land of Frost

Today, it snowed for most of the morning. The flakes started out really small, then gradually got bigger and bigger. I had all these great aspirations to go out and get my errands done today...then I saw the snow and had no desire to do anything.

Instead I waited around all day till the snow finally let up in the afternoon, then got some stuff done. One of those things was going to Institute. One of my friends invited me to attend this specific institute beacause it has people more our age. The topic today was some of the prophecies of Isaiah. It was pretty good. I still don't really know anyone there, but I wasn't feeling particularly social so that didn't really change tonight.

On a darker note, last night someone stole Danny's car. It was parked in our driveway here at the Bohn's house. I feel really bad for him, because he only had liability insurance and it won't cover the theft. He basically has to go car shopping now since it is highly unlikely that the police will be able to find the car. You'd think that in such a small place as Utah they would, but they didn't sound too hopeful about finding it. Useless.

Vegas is approaching, and I want Danny to have a good time on his birthday (particularly since he just lost his car) so hopefully I can help with that, since I'm pretty much useless when it comes to the whole "car got stolen" thing. 

It makes me wonder, if my car hadn't been parked in the garage last night would they have stolen it instead? I mean it is about 13 years newer (a 2005 vs Danny's 1992). I guess we'll see tonight, since I'm parked on the street in front of the house tonight. Although, statistics say its very unlikely that the robbers will be back here anytime soon.

Bastards...

New Pet Peeves...

So, I was perusing facebook to look at some people's pictures and I realized there are some things I freekin HATE about people posting pictures on facebook:

1. When people post pictures of their missions but fail to mention where their mission was.

2. When people post pictures of me that I hated (and then tag me in them).

3. When people post pictures of building's or landscapes and don't post anything about it.

4. When people decide it's a fabulous idea to post drunk pics from their mobile phone.

5. When people use photoshop to edit and "enhance" a picture for facebook.

There are actually many other things facebook doesn't do right, but many of them have nothing to do with facebook users.

I'll just have to remember to not look at a friend's facebook pictures unless I trust they won't be retarded about posting.

It was retarded...

So I was talking to a friend last night, not about anything in particular but about "anything and everything" instead. It made for some interesting topics.

One of the topics was how we seem to got blamed for the misdeeds and "Faux Pas" of our friends when they would screw up during our formative years. Those doing the blaming are usually parents but sometimes significant others and siblings too. It made me laugh when after considering the myriad ways that these people could have gotten themselves out of the situations that (arguably) we helped put them in she just sumed it all up by saying, "It was retarded."

I havn't laughed that hard in some time.

Speaking of laughing hard, I was reading a blog post from a professional blogger on Cnet. The post refers to a PMS tracker men can use to keep track of the women in their lives. I didn't start laughing until I got to the part where it starts explaining about competing products in the market. Here is an excerpt:

"Take the competing app PMSTracker. "Tired of your wife/girlfriend/sister/mom/secretary biting your head off unexpectedly once a month?" the app summary on iTunes asks prospective buyers. Another one, called uPMS, markets itself as "an application for all guys out there suffering the monthly Psychotic Mood Shifts from their better halves."

Another winner is IAmAMan, an app for "your private life planning." Like PMSTracker, it lets men track cycles of multiple females, but has the additional handy feature of offering passwords for each female so that if one of them "accidentally bumps into this application and makes you enter the password--she will be the only one to appear on the list." Good thinking!"

Oh man, I started laughing pretty hard. I'm not sure everyone will appreciate the humor I find in this type of application, but to those people I say, "Lighten up!"

Anyway, I'm back. I'll try to post on a much more regular basis now.