Monday, January 11, 2010

New Semester, New Goals

Well, here we are on the first day of a brand new semester. I feel I may be over doing with taking 14 hours of classes and working 45+ hours a week. I'm already exhausted and it's only the first day; last semester I didn't get exhausted until at least the third week.

Good news, though. Because I'm working so much, money's not so tight. I'm busy, but soon the wife and I will be eating caviar and lobster for every meal.

Speaking of the wife, Allison is taking 14 hours as well. She's in her last class of the day as I type this post.

Anyway, you may be wondering why I put "New Goals" as part of the title. I want to post more often. I'm not sure how often yet, but more than simply the Sunday update video. I'll have to gauge the work load before I make a decision, but I do think it's important to do a text based update. I have a knack for writing and I should use it for more than just my assignments.

Here's to the future, where I'll update at least a couple times a week.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Video absent

Sorry guys, but no video update this week. I'm sick and the video wouldn't have been very fun since half the entertainment is from Allison and me going back and forth with each other. We should have a new video next week.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Video Update (Nov. 9-15)

Thanks for wearing pants this time.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Video

Friday, September 25, 2009

The World is a neighborhood.

What if the world was just a neighborhood. What would each country be? Well, I was playing around with this idea with Allison and we came up with some interesting ideas. I'd like to point out that what we came up with is not necessarily how we think, but rather how we feel the general population of the US think about these places. Also, each country's role in the neighbor hood should be unique if for no other reason than to keep it interesting.

USA - that's home.

Canada - our neighbor who thinks they're better than us, but for some reason steals our best ideas.

Mexico - the house that has three large families living there and they're all poor, hard-working people.

China - Wal-Mart.

India - the call center.

Japan - electronics store.

Germany - car dealership.

France - a restaurant (there's only one restaurant in town because every country could be represented by their food, so we picked the one that's most famous for their food).

Italy - the local coffee house.

England - school (because of that dang accent, many Americans think that Britons are smarter than us).

Switzerland - a candy shop.

most of South America - the forest that keeps getting chopped down to make a cattle farm or the Home Depot were all the illegals wait at to get work.

the Middle East - the bad part of town that has all the gas stations.

Australia - the beach.

Africa - part of it's the zoo, part of it's the local jewelry store (it seems that most Americans think of Africa as one country).

Vietnam - nail salon.

Korea - dry cleaners.

Greece - art studio that also employs architects and philosophers.

Siberia - ice house.

That's all that we came up with so far. What do the rest of you think? What did we get right? What did we get wrong? Who did we leave out? I may update this list, if I get any good ideas from the rest of yous.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

"Truth."

There are a few things that I live with knowing, without any doubts. Some of these truths are easy for my brain to access (the Church is true, I love Allison and she loves me, and spiders are the most terrifying creatures on the planet) while others my heart knows, even if my head doesn't. Unfortunately, I got shaken up recently.

Apparently, one of the things that I believe is that there always truth to a situation. What I mean is, if you say something and I say the opposite, only one of us can be right (or, as is usually the case, the truth lies in the middle). But what happens when two people are saying things that oppose each other and their both right? I won't say what happened, just that Allison and I disagreed about something and we were both right! I kept going it over and over in my head to try to see where I was wrong or where Allison was, but I got nowhere. It shook me pretty deeply.

Now, I'm not saying that I am now questioning all the other true things in my life. Not at all. I'm just trying to wrap my mind around the fact that there can be two right sides to something that isn't a geometric shape.

Although, I'm sure all you married people figured this lesson out already, right?

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Professor Baby.

So, I know that at 26 I'm pretty old to still be working on my bachelor's degree. I'm okay with this fact for a few reasons. It's never too late to finish your education, but really: I took off a year to work, two years for my mission, then I had trouble with school (y'know, failing it) and didn't get properly on with my schooling for an additional two years. That's five years accounted for and while I would do things differently given the chance, I'm okay with where I am and happy to be moving forward.

Why am I going on about age? I just found out that my Government teacher is younger than me. And Allison. And Paige, even. He's 22. He was talking about 9/11 on the eight year anniversary we just had and mentioned that he could still remember when it happen when he was a freshman in high school. I chatted with him for a minute today and mentioned that this was the first time that I've ever had a professor younger than me. He asked how old I was and when I told him, he responded with, "Wow" (like I'm so old!). Anyway, he said when his birthday was, in what I think was an attempt to reassure me that it was okay because his birthday's later in the year. Well, I'm not reassured.

Allison thinks that he must know someone at the school to be able to be a teacher so soon. I'm inclined to agree. I mean, I guess good for him for making it to this point in his life so quickly, but it's just really weird. Normally, freshman or sophomores take American Government, so there's a good bet that he's a least somewhat older than most students; I'm a fluke because I'm a transferred junior, who normally wouldn't take the class.

To help you visualize, here's a pretty good likeness of Mr. Cunningham.