Saturday, February 11, 2006

Book Reviews

Haven't done a book review in a while. Think I'll do them all at once. Here are the books I've read in the last few months and what I think of them.




First--Farenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury. I had heard good things about this book so when I saw it in a used bookstore I decided to snag it and see what it was all about. For some reason I had a sort of vague, unfounded impression that it was about Boy Scouts starting forest fires...Turns out it's a frightfully accurate commentary on intellectual and emotional apathy in our society. You win either way, really.

I won't ruin the book for anyone who hasn't read it by telling the story, but it's a good one. The most amazing thing about it is that it was written 50 years ago, before iPods, flat screen plasma TV's, and cell phones, yet Bradbury describes our modern culture with chilling accuracy. The book is about censorship--not from a dictatorial government but from a citizenship that wants everything to be quick, simple, fun, and require a minimal amount of thinking. In other words, Hollywood. Very interesting read, I highly recommend it.

One more quick note before the next review--The second half of the book (50th anniversery addition) has commentary and an interview with Ray Bradbury himself. This guy is pure entertainment. Here's his take on censorship in the modern day:

"...The main problem is the idiot TV. If you watch local news, your head will turn to mush."

And his solution for getting children to read:

"...Give one of my books to a twelve-year-old boy who doesn't like to read, and that boy will fall in love and start to read."

If that statement doesn't spark your interest in this book, I don't know what will.




Next up is Deception Point by Dan Brown. Someday I shall write a letter to Dan Brown, and this is what it will say:


Dear Dan-


Curse you Dan Brown, curse you for your fascinating, fast-paced, controversial and well-researched thrillers. Curse you for the hooks and cliff-hangers which populate nearly every chapter in every book you write. When I was first introduced to you, as most of us were, through The Da Vinci Code, I experienced an enthrallment and literary captivation that I hadn't thought possible. I couldn't function as a normal adult until I had finished it. Then I picked up Angels and Demons. While it was merely a rougher, unpolished version of Code, I was unable to wrest myself from it's vice-like clutches as well. I spent a good part of the next three days finishing it, much to the chagrin of loved ones. Then I picked up Deception Point, and found that Robert Langdon isn't your only protaganist who can cause me to lose all common sense. Your books should come with a warning on the cover: Only to be read when you have a large amount of open time and nothing better to do.

So a pox upon you Dan Brown, a pox on you for writing your addictive novels and wresting my sense of moderation from me.

Sincerely,

themickel

PS- When does the next one come out?

Deception Point is a good read, another one I would highly recommend even though it has the most boring main character in all the Dan Brown novels. A gister? Come now. What good is a gister going to do when you're fighting a global conspiracy? I think there was only one part in the entire book where she actually used her professional skills. Might as well have made her a clogger.

Anyways, good book, pick it up when you get a chance. You can usually find Dan Brown books that aren't The Da Vinci Code at used bookstores. That reminds me--here's an insightful book review on The Da Vinci Code done by Osama bin Laden. Classic.

Next up is Eragon, or as my wife calls it, "The Blue Dinosaur Book." My buddy Nick recommended this to me right after I had finished Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, and in a way it was a rebound book for me. You know, like a rebound relationship where you go out with someone immediately after breaking up with your girl/boyfriend just to keep your mind off the first person and to spite them. That's what Eragon was for me.

Anyways, this is a good book about a boy who finds a mysterious blue rock that later turns out to be a dragon. It's your typical fantasy/boy-finds-dragon-and-becomes-a-world-power book, but is interesting and has some good plot devices in it. The first half was really good but the second half seemed to lag. That could be because I found out half-way through that the guy who wrote it is only 21 years old and from Montana, causing me not to take the book as seriously.

Anyways, great book. I would recommend it to anyone that's into the fantasy thing.

Next on the list is H.M.S. Surprise by Patrick O'Brian. See my review on Post Captain. Basically the same stuff except this time Aubrey has a half-decent ship to knock the French around in. Great books, each one has been fascinating. Pick one up when you get a chance. Just make sure you have a nautical dictionary handy.

And finally,


Inkheart, by some german lady. I was a little bit disappointed in this book, as I think it could have been much better than it actually was. If you don't know the premise--There's a man who has the ability to read characters and objects from books into real life. He can read a book and the characters from it will randomly leap into the real world, with the same personality and attributes they had in their own story. The tricky part is everytime this happens something or someone from the real world gets sucked into the story, effectually trading places with the fictional person. 10 years or so before the man read a book called Inkheart and unwittingly read the villian out of the story and his wife into it. The rest of the book follows the man and his daughter tracking down the villian and reuniting with his wife.

How could you go wrong with that, right? This is how: Make the book twice as long as it needs to be, fill it with chapters where nothing much happens and the plot doesn't really progress (I swear half this book was about traveling or hiding from the bad-guys), and, most important of all, never have the man with the amazing talent to read things out of books actually use his ability.

The book wasn't bad, it just could have been so much better. Kind of like Vince Carter's career. The author could have done so much with it, as the premise is a very creative idea, but it doesn't really go anywhere. They read Tinkerbell into real life, that was about it.

Anyways, a decent book, I know other people have liked it. Don't not read it because of me.

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

It's a girl...probably.







So the forecast is an 80% chance of female. The doc said we can't be positive, but it seems pretty likely as he scanned the area from many angles without the least hint of a todger sticking out.

The ultrasound blew me away when the baby first showed up. You go for so long hearing about the baby and thinking about the baby, but to actually see it suddenly made the whole thing very real to me. There really is a tiny person living in my wife right now--a person whose diapers I will soon be changing and teaching not to stick rocks in her mouth. Actually, when it first flashed up on the screen the radiologist had centered the picture on the baby's spine and rib cage, so all you could see was a strange millipede alien-type creature amidst a sea of pulsating grey flesh. Freaked me out.

Here are some more pics of the little tyke:


Possibly the only time in a human being's life where your "bottom" has to be labeled.

On the bottom right you can also see a crude illustration of a naked woman's torso area, though I don't condone the viewing of pornography.

So I'm pretty excited about having a girl. I was really hoping for one. We don't have a name yet. I think it's better to have 3 or 4 you really like then choose one once you have actually seen the kid. Our choices right now are Katie, Riley, Lafonda, Neutrogena, and "The Yellow Dart".

Saturday, February 04, 2006

Everything's bigger in Texas...


Or so I hear. We'll see if that statement is true or typical Texas braggadocio when I go there in April for a Society of Human Resource Management conference. The conference is on HR generalist issues such as compensation, employment law, etc. I'm planning to broaden my HR knowledge, so this is a perfect opportunity.

I'm pretty stoked. I always love to travel for work. I'm especially excited to go to Texas for two reasons:
  1. I've never been there; and
  2. Texas (along with California) is one of the few states whose residents actually go out of their way to let you know they're from there.

Am I the only one who's noticed this? You're either talking with or introducing someone from one of these states and the first opportunity they have they hint at or say where they're from, whether it's a reasonable time or not. Example:

"Hi, I'm Logan. So how do you know Dave here?"

"Hi Logan. Jenny. I'm from California."

Maybe it's just with college kids, and maybe it's just in Utah (as being perceived as a "Utahn" is decidedly uncool) but they always drop that in there as soon as possible, as though relying upon their respective state's reputation to boost themselves in your esteem. It's kind of like some kids at a playground talking about their houses and one saying: "Oh yeah, well my house is Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory."

Anyways, the conference is in Dallas, and I've already bought a Dallas Mavericks ticket for the second night I'm there. Can't wait. They're playing the Sacramento Kings, who would've been pretty boring two weeks ago but now that they have Ron Artest the potential for this game turning into a chaotic bloodbath has shot through the roof. I'll try to score some pics if it does. Toodles.

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

It's Pat


And the winner is Derek kun, whom you can always count on to know an obscure SNL reference. 500 points.

Speaking of SNL, have you seen the "Lazy Sunday" clip yet? Spectacular. Takes me back to middle school when rap was cool.

Monday, January 30, 2006

IT'S A........

BABY!!!

So it turns out we didn't go to the ultrasound appointment after all. Amy got really sick and we had to reschedule it. Sorry to keep you all in suspense for the entire weekend.

We're not scheduled to go back in for 2 more weeks. Apparently we have been unwittingly cast into the middle of a battle that is constantly being waged between the doctors and the ultrasound clinic regarding the correct time to send pregnant couples in for an ultrasound. We were at 17 1/2 weeks, which, according to our doctor, the pregnancy webpage we signed up for, and the 4 or 5 prego books the hospital hands out like candy, is far enough along to get a good reading. The ultrasound blokes disagree, and apparently they wish the doctors "wouldn't send them in so early". All of which is kind of funny in that they had no problem signing us up for the first appointment.

Ah, the baffling wasteland that is our health care system.

Anyways, we'll find out Feb. 8th and I'll post it then. Still think it's a dude.


PS- extra points for anyone who got that "It's a...baby!" reference. Mike Brady, I'm looking to you.

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Tomorrow is the day...

Tomorrow is our ultrasound appointment. We'll find out if it's a boy or a girl. Honestly I am pulling for a girl just for the sake of variety (I grew up with 5 brothers and no sisters). I think it's going to be a dude though.

Don't get me wrong, I totally want a son or two in the future as getting beat up and learning how to punch are important for any child to learn in life. I'm just hoping for a girl first.

By the way, I just did a Yahoo image search for "3D ultrasound". Umm....I wouldn't recommend it.

I'll post the gender as soon as we find out. Toodles.

Monday, January 23, 2006

Would you like a nine with that Big Mac?

So not even a week after my first posting, Marcus Vick is arrested for pulling a gun on some teenagers in a McDonald's parking lot. Outstanding. I almost feel sorry for the guy.

Friday, January 06, 2006

This just in...Marcus Vick is an idiot


(**Disclaimer- Before you read this entry you should know that I am a fan of college football and that's what the following post is almost entirely about, although I suppose it has some appeal to those who feel that many athletes today are spoiled, uneducated, immature imbeciles. If you are one or the other, you will find this post interesting. If not, check out Wessman's page)

So Marcus Vick has just been kicked off the Virginia Tech football team for what will, from this moment on, forever be referred to as "the Vick Stomp".

After getting tackled by the other team's defensive end (a man named Elvis Dumervil, no less) Vick, a shining example of sportsmanship and self-restraint, stomped on his calf as he walked by. The refs never saw it, so no penalty was called. Later on Vick claimed it was "an accidental play, and football is football." He then said he had apologized to Dumervil. Dumervil said he never heard anything from him.

Here's a video of the Vick Stomp, so you can see how "accidental" it was.

Isn't this great? Have you ever seen such a thinly disguised temper tantrum from an athlete before? (McEnroe doesn't count. His weren't disguised at all.) Who does that? I mean, it's like an angry little boy sneaking up on his big brother and dropping a bowling ball on his groin while he's sleeping. Fantastic.

Speaking of classless revenges you're likely to see only on a kindergarten playground, how about Kobe's elbow to Mike Miller's throat a week ago?


Miller had accidently made contact with Kobe's face during an earlier drive and made him bleed. So Kobe, paragon of virtue that he is, decided to elbow him in the throat during a subsequent play. Best part of this one: Kobe's explanation-

"You can't let anybody come down the lane, you gotta hit them. You can't just let them come down the basket and lay an easy basket in."

Why is it so great? Miller was at the free-throw line and had passed the ball two steps before when Kobe decided he better stop him from "lay[ing] an easy basket in." Priceless. Wouldn't expect anything less from the Mamba...

And these are the most famous, idolized people in our country.


Anyways, good for Virginia Tech, I say. They had to decide whether to do what was right for the team or to turn a blind eye in order to keep an uncontrollable yet talented player, and they went with the former. It's the old "Terrell Owens" dilemma.

Wonder where Ron Artest is going...


Monday, December 19, 2005

Synopsis of the U2 concert

Here is my synopsis of the U2 concert:

BEST-CONCERT-EVER.

'Nuff said.

I went with an old buddy from High School, Ben Stemmons, whose wife is 8 1/2 months pregnant. He had to leave halfway through. Poor bastard.

Saturday, December 10, 2005

U2 Concert...Giddyup!


So I'm going to the U2 concert this weekend up in Salt Lake. I'm way stoked. Big U2 fan, BIG. Actually I've only been to about 5 big time concerts (you know, a big name band in a huge, sold out stadium) and 4 of them have been U2. The other was Paula Abdul when I was about 13, and I'd rather not talk about that...

Get this though, Kanye West is the opening act. The rapper. I want to know who books the opening acts for U2. Are they clueless? Are they purposefully trying to alienate an entire fan-base here? Pop-Mart had Rage Against the Machine. No offense to any Rage fans, but Rage sucks. I mean, who books these bands? I can just picture some clueless executive big-wig sitting down with the tour management team and having this conversation:

Executive Big-wig: Great, everything else is settled, we just need an opening act. Johnson! Who's big these days? Quick, give me someone!

Johnson, searching his mind frantically, then recalling the newspaper article he had read that morning about Kayne West ripping Bush a new one: Uh, how about Kayne West? He was on the front page of the paper today...

Exec: Kayne West? Never heard of him! What's he sing?

Johnson, trembling slightly: Uh, Rap, I think.

Exec: Rap huh? The kids love rap these days...All right, put him in! I'm off to Barbados.

I am a little interested in Kanye West, though, as I've heard some good things about him (he's brought class back into rap, etc.) And who can forget the Hurricane Katrina outburst, which scored him some points in my book (not necessarily for any of the views he expressed, but more for speaking his mind and for the stupefied look on Mike Myers's face), but I don't think we'll go out of our way to make it on time.

Anyways, U2 is the best, I'm way stoked, update when I get back. Peace out.

Doctor's Appointment #1

*Not an actual picture of our doctor.

Just had our first appointment with the Doc. She's great, I think we got a good one. Turns out we're about 10 weeks along, which is about 5 more than I thought. The Due Date is June 30th. I'm hoping it comes earlier and not later than that, as July 1st is our anniversary, July 3rd is Amy's B-day, and July 4th is July 4th.

Love trips to the hospital. First they give you an obnoxiously thick stack of forms to fill out that asks things like: "Have you or anyone in your family had a history of _____ (insert random disease)", "Do you have any food allergies", and "Have you had more than one sexual partner?" After filling this out you are psyched to get in and see the doctor, but instead you sit in a room with the assistant who asks such important questions as: "Have you or anyone in your family had a history of _____ (insert random disease)", "Do you have any food allergies", and "Have you had more than one sexual partner?" She then gives you a stack of literature, pamphlets, and advertisements, and leaves you to wait for the doctor. Finally the doctor comes in and asks such novel questions as: "Have you or anyone in your family had a history of _____ (insert random disease)", "Do you have any food allergies", and of course, "Have you had more than one sexual partner?" No kidding. That's seriously what happened. Apparently they're not allowed to read the form you just spent 20 minutes filling out. Probably a sanitary issue...

It was fun though. I'm way excited to be a dad. Probably more excited than Amy, but that's understandable in that I'm not the one who's uterus is doubling in size.

Friday, December 02, 2005

A Griswold family Christmas...

Check this website out- http://www.uglychristmaslights.com/.

The guy doesn't seem to like absurd amounts of Christmas decorations, but I think they're pretty cool. We're getting ours set up right now, I'll post a pic as soon as they're done. I've got a thing for the blue ones.

Turning the other cheek


Apparently a preacher in Oklahoma was in the middle of a sermon or something and some random guy just decked him. Here's the video:

http://kutv.com/topstories/local_story_327120803.html

The best part is when they show the guy's mugshot. Doesn't this guy look like the type of person who would just randomly assault a complete stranger? Doesn't he? I mean, if I saw that guy in a mall or something I would find a seat (at a safe distance) and watch, because you know it's just a matter of time before the fireworks start. Good for him (not for decking a preacher, but for being spontaneous).

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Tree Huntin'


In Cedar we don't go out and buy Christmas trees like the city folk. No sir, we go Tree Huntin'. Tree Huntin' is when you buy a $5 tag from the city, drive out into the cold and treacherous mountains with nothing more than your bold spirit and a rusty saw and cut your own tree down, ala Clark W. Griswold. You then "tag" the tree, take it home and put it on display as though it were a stuffed bear.

Sorry about the bad pic. This is us with our friends the Sidwells after we bagged our wild tree. We got it from a camp ground, which I am pretty sure was illegal. Oh well, teach them to put better directions on that map of theirs.

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

It's official...

Two lines means baby.


Just got clearance from the committee to release this: We're prego. Well, really we're not, just my wife is, but it's a teamwork sort of thing you see.

I'm really excited. It's been a little tough as she's not always her usual cheerful self and spends considerable amounts of time praying to the porcelain god. As a guy I want to just make everything better. It's hard to be in a situation where you can't.

It's amazing to look at her and think, 'Wow, right now my wife is making a person. Have I done anything productive today?' I made a little snowman a couple days ago, but it's just not the same...

Our due date will probably be late July or early August, although if we follow recent familial trends we can expect it sometime in April.

Thursday, November 17, 2005

St. George Triathlon


So I've decided to enter a triathlon. The St. George Triathlon takes place May 13th, 2006 at Sand Hollow State Park. Yessir, 700 meters of vigorous swimming immediately followed by 10 miles of mountain biking, 3.2 miles of running, and, from what I hear, 10 minutes of freestyle puking. Needless to say, I'm very excited and have been training for about a week and a half. This should be interesting for 3 reasons:
  1. I despise running as a form of exercise;
  2. I pretty much taught myself how to swim and therefore have no technique (my stroke of preference happens to be the "underwater torpedo", which I made up); and
  3. Every time I've started training for a relatively large athletic event I inevitably get injured. Sprained ankles, bad knees, debilitating diarrhea, you name it. Well, maybe not diarrhea, but you get the picture.

The training schedule isn't half bad though. I was worried I would have to run 2-3 hours a day and start rinsing my cottage cheese (Sorro should get that reference), but really it's just about half hour a day. I can do that.

So of course I'm excited about it now, but the real test will be to see if I keep it up once the initial excitement wears off. Just like blogging...

Friday, November 11, 2005

Back Home...

Ahhh... It's good to be home again. This week was the end of Regional Meetings. Tuesday I was in Vegas and Wednesday was Phoenix. Here are some pics:

In Phoenix we stayed at the Arizona Golf Resort, a beast of a nice place full of sun, golf, and old people.

Here's the front of my room. A boring pic, I know.

Here's the backyard though, a nice green golf course.

More golf. Don't have any pics of Vegas, the place is no longer a novelty to me and I don't find it picture-worthy. If you're immensely disappointed about this and aching for some candid, high quality pics of Vegas (such as the ones of Phoenix I have displayed here), then you can visit the great state of Nevada's webpage. I'm not even going to bother getting you a link for that.

It's good to be back. I find I appreciate Cedar City a lot more when I leave it every once in a while. I also came home to some pretty big news, though it hasn't been cleared for publication on the blog yet. Here's a hint though: akachan.

Friday, November 04, 2005

I'm in Denver




Apparently La Quinta has had a problem with eggs exploding in the microwave and decapitating hapless customers. "We're warning you, do NOT microwave the egg for more than 10 seconds! You wanna see what happened to the last guy?!"


It's Friday morning. Last day of Regional Meetings (for this week anyway). I'm excited to get back home. I've had loads of fun, but this trip reminds me of the movie Groundhog Day-- go to meeting, give little spill on Employee Management, get on a plane, check into a random hotel, go eat dinner around 9:00PM, watch an NBA game, call my wife, sleep, alarm goes off around 7:00 AM playing festive mexican music that somehow gets incorporated into my dreams, eat semi-good continental breakfast, then start the cycle all over again. Don't get me wrong--this trip has been loads of fun, but I wouldn't want to do this anymore than once every 4 months or so. Consequently, I can't wait to get back home.

Here's a couple quick pics of Denver. As you can see Denver is actually about 200 miles away, which is curious considering our hotel is next to the Denver Airport. As far as I can tell the airport is actually located in Wyoming.

See that distant, white dot? That's the start of Denver. You can't see it very well in this pic, but the entire city is behind it, and the Rocky Mountains are behind that. I was wrong about Wyoming, I think we're actually in Nebraska.

Me in front of the fabulous La Quinta Inn, Denver Airport. Oddly enough our Salt Lake hotel was a La Quinta, and my room is almost identical to the one I had there, which only adds to the eerie Groundhog Day feeling.


It's a pity we're not closer to the city, I'm a big fan of Denver. Went to a U2 concert here with some buddies back in aught-1, one of the best road trips I've ever been on. I also have another brother that lives here, Gid, but I don't think we'll have time to meet up.

That's all. Next update will be from good old Cedar City! Peace Out.

Salt Lake City

Yesterday we were in Salt Lake. Got nothing to say about Salt Lake. Here's some cool pics from the plane though.

Here's the company plane. Not flying commercial is the best: No delays, no demonstration of how to buckle your seatbelt, no waiting 45 minutes in a security line and having to take half your clothes off.

I'm kind of bummed that this one didn't turn out better. This is the Dallas Mavericks private plane, owned by the benefactor Mark Cuban himself. Our plane pulled up and parked right next to it. They were in town to play the Jazz. Jazz won.

Here's the inside of the plane. It seats about 10 people. The woman giving the unsuspecting "oh crap, someone's about to take a picture" face is Joanne, our new HR Director.

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

I'm in Portland

Yep, that's pretty much what I thought this place would look like.


Last night we flew into Portland. I'm excited to be here, I've always wanted to see the Pacific Northwest (Oregon or Washington) and this has been my first chance. I guess I came to Oregon once when I was a little kid, but that doesn't count because all I probably cared about was whether or not my dad was going to buy me candy. Anyways, we got here around 7:30 PM and it was too dark to see anything, but the air was cool and it smelled like camping.

I also have a brother that lives here, Adam. I called him up and he met us at a steakhouse downtown. We don't see each other or talk very often, so it was really good to see him. He moved up here with some friends just to get a change of scenery.

That was last night. Now it is morning and I'm getting my first look at Portland. I went jogging, here's some pics:


Cool houses. For some reason this place reminds me of "The Goonies"

While in Portland, participants of Regional Meetings will stay at the fabulous Windgate Inn. Amenities include a workout room, heated indoor pool, full breakfast bar, and B.O. free rooms and sheets.

That's pretty much the most ducks I've ever seen at one time.

The Cord


See. Here's the cord I was talking about. You thought I was lying didn't you?

I'm excited it's here, that means I can update much more frequently.

Saturday, October 29, 2005

I'm Still Here

Look! Seals! Reminds me of the frat days...

Haven't updated lately, we've been waiting for a cord to come in so we don't have to pay WalMart $4 every time we want out pictures. That's why I haven't been updating lately. The cord's here, so I'll update soon. I've even got a pic of it so you know I'm not lying...Anyways, good stuff to update on; a trip to San Fran, Idaho, Halloween, & more. Stay tuned!

Regional Meetings

So I just found out that I will be attending Regional Meetings for work. These happen once a year and give us the chance to meet with agency co-owners from all over the country. The first stop is Sacramento, from there we go to Portland, then to Salt Lake, then Denver. Next week is Vegas and then Phoenix. We have a company plane, so that should be good.

Honestly I'm a little bummed about going to this.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

HR Conference


Tomorrow I am going to a conference up in Salt Lake for the Society of Human Resource Management, of which I am a memeber. We will discuss important and boring HR issues such as current employment law and strategic planning. I've got a lot to get finished before I go so I'm going to stop writing in my blog and get to it. Ready...go.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Book Review: Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince

So I read this back in July but am just getting to post it now. It still hurts...

It is with a heavy heart that I write this review. What went wrong? Why this feeling of emptiness, disappointment, malcontent? Perhaps nothing could live up to the expectations I had for this book, an expectation caused by two years of eager anticipation. Reading it was like seeing the Cubs disintegrate after the Bartman debacle all over again.

I should make it known that I'm a huge Harry Potter fan (despite the constant urges it gives me to practice witchcraft and sorcery), I even wrote my own book 6 because I couldn't stand waiting for the real one. You can see it here if you want. I think that's the problem--I had thought about it so much that I had enormous expectations and was dissapointed when I saw how it turned out. I have more specific gripes about it, but I don't have the heart to go over them. They are here if you care to read them, post #44.

Anyways, HBP is a good book but it didn't do it for me. By all means check it out. Don't NOT read it because of my review. Me? I'm going to go get a new hobby.

I give it a 7/10.

The Weekend


This weekend we went to Sand Hollow State Park in Hurricane with some friends. None of us had ever been there, but we had heard it was fun so we went on faith. It was awesome--picturesque, not too hot, water not too cool, and me and Nick Sidwell went cliff-diving. I really shouldn't have, as I sprained my ankle on Labor Day and had fallen on some rocks on the way to Sand Hollow, cut open my hand and almost broke my thumb. Mmmmm....But I did it anyway. I love cliff jumping...

Sand Hollow reminded me a lot of Lake Powell, another one of my favorite spots in the world, except that it was much smaller, not as crowded, and the water was a much healthier color. I'll get some pic's up later.

Book Review: Post Captain


My latest read is Post Captain by Patrick O'Brian. Remember the movie Master and Commander with Russel Crowe? That was the film adaptation of 2 or 3 Patrick O'Brian books. There's 20 total (not counting #21, which was being written when O'Brian died) and they are very good reads. It's amazing--half the time I don't even know what's going on in the books as they are filled with nautical jargon (booms, pulleys, yards, top-gallants, royals, etc), yet somehow I'm enthralled with it all the same. At first this worried me, until my step-dad Jim (who is a big sailor himself and was the one who recommended the books to me in the first place) told me he doesn't understand most of it either.

The books take place in the early 19th century during the Napoleonic wars and center around the adventures of Captain Jack Aubrey and his surgeon friend Dr. Stephen Maturin. I don't feel like writing a summary, so go check the book out yourself. I'd recommend starting with Master and Commander first though.

I give it an 8/10.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

I'm officially an old man.

Remember being a kid and hearing your parents and grandparents say, "When I was your age, gasoline only cost 25 cents a gallon!" and you realized that, perhaps 50 or 60 years in the future, you would be saying the same thing to a similarly ignorant and uninterested kid?
Well, that moment has come about 30 years early for me. The other day Amy and I were driving home from work when we passed a gas station posting $2.99 per gallon and I said, "Man, when I was in high school gas was only $1.10!"
I then realized that by saying this I had unwittingly come one step closer to becoming an elderly man (at least in mind-set), as I already think teenagers today dress stupid, have despicable music, and are much more superficial and directionless than I was as at their age. All I need now is to hike up my trousers and get an indescribable urge to move to St. George...


Friday, September 02, 2005

Dancing


First there was the enigmatic All Your Base Are Belong to Us. Next came the hefty hillarity of the Star Wars kid. Then the Numa Numa dance came on the scene and revolutionalized the way we look at fat kids with a computer camera and too much time on their hands. Just when I thought the internet couldn't possibly provide another nugget of joy of this caliber, I come across Matt Harding's Dancing. Go see it.


Now here's a guy who has life figured out.

Thursday, September 01, 2005

Trip to England

Our trip was actually back in July but I'm working on getting it up now. I should have a new one each day.

Monday, August 29, 2005

The weekend

This weekend we drove up to Salt Lake for a reunion with some of Amy's high school friends. She had a good time and I was happy for her. For me, on the other hand, the experience can best be described by this cartoon.

We also did a yard sale with my mum and looked at cars. The end.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

Hiring Your Own Boss

Slowly trudging out of the swamp. I've brought on an assistant, a beast of a nice guy named Layne, and things are progressing nicely. We're almost on top of things. You ever notice how the people who are always going off about how busy they are usually waste large amounts of time telling people how busy they are--and not working? Well, I've realized that I'm one of them.

Anyways, one of the biggest jobs I'm working on is an HR Director. My job being part of the future HR department, I am in the unique and fascinating position of being able to choose my own boss. It's pretty fun.

Monday, August 08, 2005

Swamped.

Ouch. This has been a tough week. I'm working on about 12 jobs right now, not to mention turnover reports, exit interviews, and trying to set up a buddy at work on a blind date.

My job can get stressful at times. Usually when people call me up to fill a position they need someone right away, so if I don't find someone soon they tend to get a little...impatient. It's like they think they're ordering a pizza or something: "Ok, we'd like a commercial lines csr with 10 years experience and extra people skills. Put a college degree on that. No olives. You'll deliver in 30 minutes, right?"

I'm bringing on an assistant soon, so that'll help out. For now though I'm stressing.

Monday, August 01, 2005

Repentance

I've been a horrible blogger. Entire months have passed without a post. I've had pictures ready for weeks and haven't put them up because I'm too busy reading espn.com or playing games. I've been a bad person and a paltry excuse for a blogger.

Whew. That feels much better. The first step of repenting is confession, so thanks for allowing me to get that off my chest. Seriously though, I'll do better from now on. If I haven't posted at least once a week please send me hate mail until I update. I don't want this to end up like Derek's blog...

Thursday, June 30, 2005

July 15- Westminster, the London Eye, and sleep.

So after a lengthy flight, an hour and a half in the passport line, and a quick train ride (that cost us $40), we arrive at Victoria station in downtown London. I can't tell you how excited I was. I just about flipped out when I realized we were riding over the Thames. I've been a fan of English Lit for some time, so for me coming to England is like a kid who loves Peter Pan finding himself on a trip to Never-Never Land. The accents, the double-decker buses, the quaint country side, it's all magic to me.

After a quick ride on the Underground we arrived at Baker Street Station. A 5 minute walk takes us past the fictional home of Sherlock Homes and Madame Tussauds wax museum and we arrive at Regent's College, our home for the next 2 weeks. Just a few minutes before arriving it started raining, a pleasant, light, Hawaiin-type mist. By the time we reached the college it was much harder, and we walked into the reception area completely wet, as illustrated in the adjoining picture. The man you see is Doug, an English professor in Colorado and one heck of a nice man.

I got to tell you, these Brits love their parks. Regent's College is placed, quite appropriately, in the middle of Regent's Park, an enormous stretch of open land that seems out of place in the middle of one of the largest cities in the world. Sure it's not uncommon for a city to have a gigantic park--New York has Central Park and Tokyo has Yoyogi Koen--but London has Regent's Park, Hyde Park, and Green Park all within a short distance.

One thing that immediately stood out to me was the diversity of London. I've never seen such a variety of people and cultures together. British, American, Middle-Easterners, Indians (you know, from India), Muslims with their head shawls, French, Germans, and other Europeans, you name it. It's awesome to see so many different people together.

Running on 4 hours of crappy airplane sleep, we then made our way to Westminster station for the London Eye, a giant ferris wheel that overlooks all of London. I guess "ferris wheel" isn't the right term, they call it a "Millenium observation wheel" because it sounds more sophisticated. Kind of like garbage men wanting to be called "Sanitation Engineers" or Hogi Yogi employees being called "Sandwich Artists". Anyways, here's some pics.


This is one of the compartments. They can fit about 30 people I think. Here's a group shot. I think this compartment may have been bigger than mine and Amy's first apartment...

View of Big Ben, Parliament, Thames.


Us.


This thing is GINORMOUS!

We spent most of the day in a stupor brought on from jet-lag and lack of sleep but were told to stay up as late as possible or it would mess up our schedule. Amy and I made a goal to stay up until 7:00. We made it to 6:30.

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

June 29th- Traveling


We left Cedar City around 3:30 in the morning and took a school van to Vegas. From there it was a 4 hour flight to Cincinnatti, a three hour layover, then another 10 hours to Gatwick airport south of London.

Long flights have never really bothered me and it wasn't too bad. I think Amy got a little bored though, as evidenced by this picture she took.

The in-flight movie from Las Vegas to Cincinnatti was Robots. The in-flight movies from Cincinnatti to London were Hitch and Robots. And sure enough, the in-flight movie coming back from London was...Robots. Not a bad movie, at least not the first time...