Yesterday, I had coffee with Caleb and Tanya who revealed a great surprise. They're engaged! They went to Canada last week and Caleb proposed. If you see them, give them a big hug and ask them to tell you the story. It's pretty funny stuff. Congratulations, you guys!
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Because It Was There!
Saturday, Nick, John, Brian, and I made the trek up Mt. Olympus, a popular hiking destination for Salt Lakers. John and Brian are pretty regular hikers, and had no problems. Nick and I lagged behind a bit, and thought several times about turning back.
The distance of the hike wasn't any longer than last week's hike up Adams Canyon. But it was steeper. Much steeper.
The main trail ended at a saddle, but continuing to the summit required some vigorous rock climbing. I'm so glad we didn't stop, because the view from the summit was exhilarating.
The ascent took three hours, while the descent took about two. It was probably the most difficult hike I've done since Mt. Fuji, but I really enjoyed it. And I'm not nearly as sore today as I thought I'd be. If you'd like to check out the entire photo stream, go here. And yeah, give another round of applause to God.
The distance of the hike wasn't any longer than last week's hike up Adams Canyon. But it was steeper. Much steeper.
The main trail ended at a saddle, but continuing to the summit required some vigorous rock climbing. I'm so glad we didn't stop, because the view from the summit was exhilarating.
The ascent took three hours, while the descent took about two. It was probably the most difficult hike I've done since Mt. Fuji, but I really enjoyed it. And I'm not nearly as sore today as I thought I'd be. If you'd like to check out the entire photo stream, go here. And yeah, give another round of applause to God.
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Pieces of the People We Love, Redux
Traits I inherited from my Dad:
His level-headedness
His belief that honesty is the best policy
His patience
His devotion to his friends
His desire to have fun
His blue eyes and jet-black hair
His ability to see two sides to every story
His capacity to love
Happy Father's Day, Pop
His level-headedness
His belief that honesty is the best policy
His patience
His devotion to his friends
His desire to have fun
His blue eyes and jet-black hair
His ability to see two sides to every story
His capacity to love
Happy Father's Day, Pop
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Who wouldn't want Carl on their answering machine?
The more I listen to National Public Radio, the more I like it. And one of my favourite programs (as I may have mentioned) is Wait, Wait...Don't Tell Me! Normally, the show is taped in Chicago, but occasionally, they travel to other cities. Such was the case last night at Kingsbury Hall on the U of U campus, for which John, Ryan, Brian, and I were in attendance.
You might think watching a crew tape a radio show would be boring, but it was quite the opposite. The three panelists featured were my favourites, Mo Rocca, Paula Poundstone, and Tom Bodett. The celebrity guest featured on "Not My Job" was Utah's own Donny Osmond. And seeing Carl Kasell and Peter Sagal in person was great. I've rarely laughed that much in my life.
The whole taping took over two hours, and it's amazing how they edit it down to a 45 minute show. If you'd like to listen, and I think you should, check your local NPR station for when they'll broadcast it this weekend. Or, you can always download the podcast on the website or via iTunes anytime after Sunday. Trust me. You'll be glad you did.
You might think watching a crew tape a radio show would be boring, but it was quite the opposite. The three panelists featured were my favourites, Mo Rocca, Paula Poundstone, and Tom Bodett. The celebrity guest featured on "Not My Job" was Utah's own Donny Osmond. And seeing Carl Kasell and Peter Sagal in person was great. I've rarely laughed that much in my life.
The whole taping took over two hours, and it's amazing how they edit it down to a 45 minute show. If you'd like to listen, and I think you should, check your local NPR station for when they'll broadcast it this weekend. Or, you can always download the podcast on the website or via iTunes anytime after Sunday. Trust me. You'll be glad you did.
Friday, June 15, 2007
Kicking Myself
Tech results came out today, and not only did I not make it, but my test scores were worse than last year. And just like every year, I tell myself I'll study next time; but in reality, I probably won't. Only two people in my entire squadron made it, which eases my pain slightly. Drinking heavily this weekend will ease my pain even more.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Dial Tone
I bought a new cell phone tonight. I've had my Motorola PEBL for a year and a half, and I really love it. But I guess cell phones really aren't meant to last that long. Lately, some of the keys aren't working very well, so when I have to dial a number that's not in my phonebook, it takes a while. And don't even think about sending a text message unless you have twenty minutes to spare. T-Mobile, my provider, no longer carries the PEBL, and claiming it on the insurance for which I pay $5.99 a month would cost me another $75. (What a rip-off!) So after doing a little online research, I broke down and upgraded to a Motorola RIZR. I know I'm leaving for Italy in eight months, but I needed a new phone and this upgrade wasn't too expensive. Plus, it cost a helluva lot less than Option B.
What is "Option B," you ask? Option B would be waiting until the 29th for the release of the iPhone, something that I've been anticipating since January. Even now, when I look at the website, I still want one. I'm tempted to take my RIZR back to the T-Mobile store, and camp outside the nearest AT&T store for 16 days just so I can be the first in line. But I know it's not practical to pay $500 for a phone, especially when a) I may not be able to use it overseas, b) it's the first generation, and c) it's just plain ridiculous. I'm sure I'll see one after the release and I'll drool over it and kick myself for not waiting. But deep down, I know I've made the right call. Sorry, Apple, but you'll have to release the next generation iPod to get any more money from me.
What is "Option B," you ask? Option B would be waiting until the 29th for the release of the iPhone, something that I've been anticipating since January. Even now, when I look at the website, I still want one. I'm tempted to take my RIZR back to the T-Mobile store, and camp outside the nearest AT&T store for 16 days just so I can be the first in line. But I know it's not practical to pay $500 for a phone, especially when a) I may not be able to use it overseas, b) it's the first generation, and c) it's just plain ridiculous. I'm sure I'll see one after the release and I'll drool over it and kick myself for not waiting. But deep down, I know I've made the right call. Sorry, Apple, but you'll have to release the next generation iPod to get any more money from me.
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
The Song Remains the Same
For those of you who saw my house in Japan, remember how many CDs I had, and how I didn't have enough shelf space for them so I stacked them all the way up my staircase? Yeah, that seems like such a long time ago. I rarely buy CDs anymore. I mean, I still purchase plenty of music; just not so much in a hard-copy form.
The transition from purchasing actual albums in a store to downloading them has been very gradual. Before I bought my computer (and my iPod), I just went down my staircase every morning, trying to decide the correct music for whatever mood I was in that day. Sometimes, I'd take nine or ten CDs with me in my car.
And even after I had my iPod, I held on to CDs for so long. I was so reluctant to download music because I felt that unless I could actually hold onto it, I didn't really own it. I began by downloading a few individual songs, mostly stuff from the 80s where I knew I'd never buy the entire album, but certain songs were nostalgic enough for me to spend 99 cents on. It took a couple months for me to purchase an entire album online. But now, four years later, the only hard CDs I buy are ones from artists that are truly close to my heart. I even downloaded the last Elliott Smith album, but I'll probably purchase the new White Stripes CD when it's released next week. I used to think the ease of buying a CD on Amazon.com made me spend too much money. Turns out I wasn't even prepared for iTunes.
Now, I feel like I could barely live without my iPod. I rarely go anywhere without it. Getting an adapter hard-wired into my truck was probably the best investment I've ever made. I wonder what the next great invention in music technology will be, because I can't really think of any way they could improve on what we've already got. Of course, in 1967, I'm sure people thought it couldn't get much better than the 8-track.
And just because I occasionally need to be humbled, here's a list of the first five individual songs I downloaded:
"Been Caught Stealing" by Jane's Addiction
"She Bop" by Cyndi Lauper
"Come On Eileen" by Dexy's Midnight Runners
"Time of the Season" by The Zombies
"Walk Like An Egyptian" by The Bangles
And the first full album I bought was "Escapology" by Robbie Williams.
Let the mockery begin.
The transition from purchasing actual albums in a store to downloading them has been very gradual. Before I bought my computer (and my iPod), I just went down my staircase every morning, trying to decide the correct music for whatever mood I was in that day. Sometimes, I'd take nine or ten CDs with me in my car.
And even after I had my iPod, I held on to CDs for so long. I was so reluctant to download music because I felt that unless I could actually hold onto it, I didn't really own it. I began by downloading a few individual songs, mostly stuff from the 80s where I knew I'd never buy the entire album, but certain songs were nostalgic enough for me to spend 99 cents on. It took a couple months for me to purchase an entire album online. But now, four years later, the only hard CDs I buy are ones from artists that are truly close to my heart. I even downloaded the last Elliott Smith album, but I'll probably purchase the new White Stripes CD when it's released next week. I used to think the ease of buying a CD on Amazon.com made me spend too much money. Turns out I wasn't even prepared for iTunes.
Now, I feel like I could barely live without my iPod. I rarely go anywhere without it. Getting an adapter hard-wired into my truck was probably the best investment I've ever made. I wonder what the next great invention in music technology will be, because I can't really think of any way they could improve on what we've already got. Of course, in 1967, I'm sure people thought it couldn't get much better than the 8-track.
And just because I occasionally need to be humbled, here's a list of the first five individual songs I downloaded:
"Been Caught Stealing" by Jane's Addiction
"She Bop" by Cyndi Lauper
"Come On Eileen" by Dexy's Midnight Runners
"Time of the Season" by The Zombies
"Walk Like An Egyptian" by The Bangles
And the first full album I bought was "Escapology" by Robbie Williams.
Let the mockery begin.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
The Safety Dance
Last Wednesday, a civilian in my shop climbed up a big rack to grab a piece of pipe. When he jumped off, his wedding ring got caught and ripped all the flesh off his finger bone. He was rushed to the hospital in Salt Lake, but unfortunately, they were unable to save his finger. He's only been working on base for a few months, and I feel really bad for him.
There have been a lot of accidents and mishaps in our squadron lately, and the finger incident spurred a somewhat delayed reaction from our leadership culminating in a big safety day today. Basically, we sat through hours and hours of safety briefings convering everything from heavy lifting to electrical safety to drinking and driving. Now, the entire Air Force has a policy of weekly safety briefings, which have obviously kept me safe for the past ten years; and if seeing someone in your own squadron lose a finger doesn't keep someone from getting complacent while on the job, I seriously doubt a bunch of boring safety briefings are going to do the trick either.
There have been a lot of accidents and mishaps in our squadron lately, and the finger incident spurred a somewhat delayed reaction from our leadership culminating in a big safety day today. Basically, we sat through hours and hours of safety briefings convering everything from heavy lifting to electrical safety to drinking and driving. Now, the entire Air Force has a policy of weekly safety briefings, which have obviously kept me safe for the past ten years; and if seeing someone in your own squadron lose a finger doesn't keep someone from getting complacent while on the job, I seriously doubt a bunch of boring safety briefings are going to do the trick either.
Monday, June 11, 2007
These Boots Are Made For Hiking
Nick and I went on a great hike today up Adams Canyon. The trail led us along Holmes Creek until we got to a gorgeous waterfall. All in all, it was about seven miles of moderate, but beautiful terrain. I'll post a few pictures, but if you want to see the complete set, you can go here. Enjoy!
The scenery was absolutely breath-taking. Can we all just stop for a second and give God a hand?
The scenery was absolutely breath-taking. Can we all just stop for a second and give God a hand?
Sunday, June 10, 2007
In the Gutter
Last night, Brian and I went bowling, where I proved once again that I am the most inconsistent bowler of all time. We got two hours of bowling for a flat rate, and since there was only two of us, we played five games. I also discovered I seemed to do best when Madonna was playing on the jukebox. Thanks to Brian for putting up with my antics.
This guy is a riot, I swear.
This guy is a riot, I swear.
Saturday, June 09, 2007
Bases Loaded
Last night, Brian, Kyle, Kyle, Nick, John, Ryan, Nick, Kyle, Richie, and I went to a very exciting Bees game. Luckily, the Bees came from behind in the tenth inning to defeat the Portland Beavers, 4-3. I seriously think the Bees should give me season tickets, because I've yet to attend a game where they've lost.
"You can't get addicted to Vico-doodle!"
I love to laugh. I mean, who doesn't? But for some reason, I rarely make it to a comedy club. But when I saw that Janeane Garofalo was coming through SLC, I bought a ticket immediately.
Brian joined me at a venue normally used by punk bands, which made the evening really interesting. The first comic was a guy named Chris Fairbanks, who was only medium funny. But I guess that's probably what would work best for the headliners.
Janeane was scheduled to headline, but she ended up coming on next because she said if she went on last, she'd end up talking all night. Even though he went on last, I'll go ahead and talk about Patton Oswalt. His act was a typical comedy routine, but it was very funny. My favourite part was when he compared the Star Wars prequels to Jon Voight's scrotum. I couldn't do it justice, so I'm not going to try. He also did a bit where he talked to different people from the crowd, which had me rolling a couple times.
Janeane was so tiny and cute and she had some great tattoos on her arms, including one of Rosie the Riveter. Her routine veered from the normal stand-up procedure. She didn't really tell any jokes, per se. It was more like talking about people she's met and things she's done. She had a book of notes she had written down since she arrived in SLC the day before. There were some great observations about the city and its people. Her hour-long act was a total stream-of-consciousness conclave that was sometimes political, but always entertaining. I didn't agree with everything she said, but I admire her passion for what she believes.
The whole night gave me more respect for the wit of stand-up comics. It's so impressive how they come up with different stuff every night. Maybe it was good that Janeane let Patton go on first, because I could have listened to her all night and been late for work today.
Brian joined me at a venue normally used by punk bands, which made the evening really interesting. The first comic was a guy named Chris Fairbanks, who was only medium funny. But I guess that's probably what would work best for the headliners.
Janeane was scheduled to headline, but she ended up coming on next because she said if she went on last, she'd end up talking all night. Even though he went on last, I'll go ahead and talk about Patton Oswalt. His act was a typical comedy routine, but it was very funny. My favourite part was when he compared the Star Wars prequels to Jon Voight's scrotum. I couldn't do it justice, so I'm not going to try. He also did a bit where he talked to different people from the crowd, which had me rolling a couple times.
Janeane was so tiny and cute and she had some great tattoos on her arms, including one of Rosie the Riveter. Her routine veered from the normal stand-up procedure. She didn't really tell any jokes, per se. It was more like talking about people she's met and things she's done. She had a book of notes she had written down since she arrived in SLC the day before. There were some great observations about the city and its people. Her hour-long act was a total stream-of-consciousness conclave that was sometimes political, but always entertaining. I didn't agree with everything she said, but I admire her passion for what she believes.
The whole night gave me more respect for the wit of stand-up comics. It's so impressive how they come up with different stuff every night. Maybe it was good that Janeane let Patton go on first, because I could have listened to her all night and been late for work today.
Friday, June 08, 2007
The Good, The Bad, and The Queen
I'm indifferent when it comes to Oprah Winfrey. She's not really annoying or stupid, and she does a lot of good for the less fortunate. What bothers me is how much people worship her, and how anything she says is considered law. And not just a state or federal law. BIBLICAL LAW. Like she needs a book in the Old Testament right between Leviticus and Numbers telling us "Thou shalt not have poop that doesn't make an 'S' shape," and "Thou shalt sing along with all musical guests whether you know the words or not."
But one of the good things is the book club. I think it's great that she's gotten a bunch of lazy housewives to pick up a book and read, which they'd never do otherwise. I used to be reluctant to read books she'd recommended, but I decided that's just being snobbish. And she's picked out some great ones, most recently Cormac McCarthy's The Road and my personal favourite, Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides (both of which I read before Oprah told anyone to).
In a mildly related story, a few days ago, my friend Reese told me about something she saw on television that I just HAD to find on the internet. Unfortunately, the only place I've found it is in this Jimmy Kimmel monologue. The best part, which features Oprah, is about five minutes in, so just let it load and then fast-forward to that part (unless you're some kind of masochist who likes to hear Jimmy Kimmel talk). After you see it, you'll know what I'm talking about. Probably the funniest thing I've heard in a long time.
But one of the good things is the book club. I think it's great that she's gotten a bunch of lazy housewives to pick up a book and read, which they'd never do otherwise. I used to be reluctant to read books she'd recommended, but I decided that's just being snobbish. And she's picked out some great ones, most recently Cormac McCarthy's The Road and my personal favourite, Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides (both of which I read before Oprah told anyone to).
In a mildly related story, a few days ago, my friend Reese told me about something she saw on television that I just HAD to find on the internet. Unfortunately, the only place I've found it is in this Jimmy Kimmel monologue. The best part, which features Oprah, is about five minutes in, so just let it load and then fast-forward to that part (unless you're some kind of masochist who likes to hear Jimmy Kimmel talk). After you see it, you'll know what I'm talking about. Probably the funniest thing I've heard in a long time.
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Manic Meteorology
Yesterday: 90 degrees and sunny.
Today: 43 degrees and raining.
Can someone please explain this to me?
Today: 43 degrees and raining.
Can someone please explain this to me?
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Be Quiet and Drive
A new law went into effect in Utah just in time for Memorial Day weekend. Failure to wear one's safety belt used to be a minor offense, only punishable if pulled over for another reason. But now, it's considered a violation worthy of getting stopped and cited. This doesn't really apply to me directly because the first thing I do when I get in my truck is put on my seatbelt. And if I didn't, a loud noise/flashing light would remind me until I did. Still, I have somewhat of a problem with the law.
I don't think laws should be passed that force people to do things that don't affect other people. Laws against speeding, talking on cell phones while driving, stealing, murder, etc... are all well and good. But seriously, if I'm riding a motorcycle, and I wanna be stupid and not wear a helmet, does that really hurt anyone (besides me)? They're not going to make any laws against suicide, are they? And couldn't those cops be hunting down robbers and killers instead of giving someone a ticket for lack of seatbelt use?
I don't like big government, and I think laws that restrict our daily lives are just wearing us down until we have no more choices at all. Seatbelts and helmets, recreational drugs, gay marriage. As long as I'm not hurting anyone else, is it really any of the government's business?
I don't think laws should be passed that force people to do things that don't affect other people. Laws against speeding, talking on cell phones while driving, stealing, murder, etc... are all well and good. But seriously, if I'm riding a motorcycle, and I wanna be stupid and not wear a helmet, does that really hurt anyone (besides me)? They're not going to make any laws against suicide, are they? And couldn't those cops be hunting down robbers and killers instead of giving someone a ticket for lack of seatbelt use?
I don't like big government, and I think laws that restrict our daily lives are just wearing us down until we have no more choices at all. Seatbelts and helmets, recreational drugs, gay marriage. As long as I'm not hurting anyone else, is it really any of the government's business?
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
Jailhouse Rock
As much as I hate commenting on mindless celebrity bullshit, I just have to say something about Paris Hilton, who began her 23-day jail sentence last night. A heard several comments about how she tried to buy her way out of it, but I don't really see the problem. If I were faced with jail time, I'd use every avenue imaginable to get out of it. What's the big deal about celebrities using their influence to get what they want? I don't hesitate to use my military ID to get a discount on my lunch or a free carwash. Is there really any difference?
Monday, June 04, 2007
Free Your Mind
The Utah Pride Festival was this weekend. Brian set up a campaign booth, so I volunteered a couple hours on Saturday and a couple more on Sunday. It was a beautiful weekend, and it was interesting to see so many people out and about, so to speak.
This year's festival was the biggest ever in Utah, and there was a lot going on. There were tons of booths and two stages. Saturday afternoon, I got to see Hell's Belles, an AC/DC tribute band made up totally of lesbians. And that night, En Vogue performed. Suddenly, it was 1993 all over again.
There was a small group of protesters at the main entrance. They were ignored, for the most part, which I think frustrated them more than anything.
After En Vogue's show Saturday night, there were a pair of DJs spinning on the main stage, so we stayed and danced for a while. Those gays sure know how to party.
Though the festival actually started on Friday, Sunday is always the biggest day, mostly because of the parade. It's the second largest parade in the state, and it's actually quite impressive. Toward the front was the always charming Dykes on Bikes. Gotta love 'em.
Brian had a good crew marching with him in the parade. I would liked to have marched, too, but the Air Force might have a bit of a problem.
There were floats from tons of support groups and clubs, including this one from the SLC Metropolitan Community Church. I think it's great that there are solid spiritual communities out there for everyone.
Mmmmm. Roller derby girls.
The Grand Marshal this year was John Amaechi, the former Utah Jazz player who came out of the closet last February.
This year's theme was "United for Equality." One of the greatest things about Pride is seeing the diversity of everyone there. And, obviously, it's not just gay, lesbian, bisexual, and transgendered people. Lots of people show their support, and I'm sure it means a lot. It was a fun weekend, and I'm glad I got to go again. Plus, I was given so many free condoms that, at the rate I'm going now, I'll probably use by November of 2983.
This year's festival was the biggest ever in Utah, and there was a lot going on. There were tons of booths and two stages. Saturday afternoon, I got to see Hell's Belles, an AC/DC tribute band made up totally of lesbians. And that night, En Vogue performed. Suddenly, it was 1993 all over again.
There was a small group of protesters at the main entrance. They were ignored, for the most part, which I think frustrated them more than anything.
After En Vogue's show Saturday night, there were a pair of DJs spinning on the main stage, so we stayed and danced for a while. Those gays sure know how to party.
Though the festival actually started on Friday, Sunday is always the biggest day, mostly because of the parade. It's the second largest parade in the state, and it's actually quite impressive. Toward the front was the always charming Dykes on Bikes. Gotta love 'em.
Brian had a good crew marching with him in the parade. I would liked to have marched, too, but the Air Force might have a bit of a problem.
There were floats from tons of support groups and clubs, including this one from the SLC Metropolitan Community Church. I think it's great that there are solid spiritual communities out there for everyone.
Mmmmm. Roller derby girls.
The Grand Marshal this year was John Amaechi, the former Utah Jazz player who came out of the closet last February.
This year's theme was "United for Equality." One of the greatest things about Pride is seeing the diversity of everyone there. And, obviously, it's not just gay, lesbian, bisexual, and transgendered people. Lots of people show their support, and I'm sure it means a lot. It was a fun weekend, and I'm glad I got to go again. Plus, I was given so many free condoms that, at the rate I'm going now, I'll probably use by November of 2983.
Saturday, June 02, 2007
"Fun"draising
Brian is running for City Council Representative in District 4 of SLC. It's something he's been working on for a long time, and we're all very excited for him. Campaign season is in full swing and this weekend, there are tons of festivities going on providing great opportunities for him to get out and meet people. Last night, he had a little fundraiser/party at his house with tons of people I'd never met. It was really fun, and I'm looking forward to helping Brian out whenever I can.
Stripes and Bells
Today was an important day for two guys in my shop. First, my good friend Ken sewed on his Staff Sergeant stripe today, and I can honestly say nobody deserves it more. He's the most ambitious, hardest-working guy in the Utilities section who will one day make a great Chief.
Second, the one and only Bobby Gene Davis got married. The ceremony was at 2 this afternoon, and I really had to haul ass this morning to get to attend. It was a simple, brief, but beautiful ceremony, and I'm happy I was there. Bobby is getting ready to leave for Korea in a few weeks, and it's sad his new bride won't be able to go with him; but I'm sure, after he returns in a year, they'll live a long and happy life together. Congratulations and best wishes, Bobby and Crystal!
Second, the one and only Bobby Gene Davis got married. The ceremony was at 2 this afternoon, and I really had to haul ass this morning to get to attend. It was a simple, brief, but beautiful ceremony, and I'm happy I was there. Bobby is getting ready to leave for Korea in a few weeks, and it's sad his new bride won't be able to go with him; but I'm sure, after he returns in a year, they'll live a long and happy life together. Congratulations and best wishes, Bobby and Crystal!
Friday, June 01, 2007
Ready or Not
Internet, because you have such control over my life, and also because I promised, I'm letting you in on some important news that not many people know yet.
This morning, I found out I'll be moving to Aviano Air Base, Italy in February '08. You honestly have no idea how excited I am about this. When I read the news this morning, I pogo'd around my shop like a hyperactive kid with a Hershey bar.
Of course, there is a certain sadness in that I've really fallen in love with Utah and the many friends I've made here. My report date is eight months away, so I have plenty of time to prepare; but the initial shock is still setting in, so I'm still all abuzz with adrenaline.
Something that really weirds me out is the strangely prophetic dream I had last night. I'm wondering why none of the dreams featuring Gwen Stefani ever turned out this way.
I called my parents and they're both excited for me. Dad, who's already been planning another ski trip out here next Winter said, "I guess we'll have to plan our trip for January." I replied, "OR you can plan it for March...IN THE ALPS!"
This morning, I found out I'll be moving to Aviano Air Base, Italy in February '08. You honestly have no idea how excited I am about this. When I read the news this morning, I pogo'd around my shop like a hyperactive kid with a Hershey bar.
Of course, there is a certain sadness in that I've really fallen in love with Utah and the many friends I've made here. My report date is eight months away, so I have plenty of time to prepare; but the initial shock is still setting in, so I'm still all abuzz with adrenaline.
Something that really weirds me out is the strangely prophetic dream I had last night. I'm wondering why none of the dreams featuring Gwen Stefani ever turned out this way.
I called my parents and they're both excited for me. Dad, who's already been planning another ski trip out here next Winter said, "I guess we'll have to plan our trip for January." I replied, "OR you can plan it for March...IN THE ALPS!"
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