A couple of nights ago, I was sitting in Liz's apartment, watching Obama give a speech about what he's been up to recently, and his plans for his presidency. There was a lot of clapping. So much that it got a little bit annoying. Liz and I stopped listening, and instead, we talked about

history in the making.
And it is. I am so happy that we elected for leadership of our nation an upstanding, diplomatic, charismatic, and - as far as i can tell - genuinely concerned, black man. Racism is among the ugliest of vices, and our nation has made a huge step in the right direction by looking past color of one's skin into the heart of an individual. The fact that this is a bit of a big deal just goes to show that we're still working past our differences, but the point is, we are working past them.

I'm proud of my nation, and though I come from a staunch Republican background, I'm proud of my new President as well. I see bright things in the future - this is going to be something our children and grandchildren learn about.


Beef to the Beaches!

One of my best friends in the whole wide world just opened her mission call! Bethany Pinnock!! I'm so freaking excited for her! It's going to be really, really, really awesome.

And in case you missed it, but wished you were there, I captured this once in a lifetime experience on my little 30 fps digital camera.

Congratulations Bethany!

Welcome Home, Cuz.

Will Fetzer. What a stud. He got home from the Johannesburg, South Africa Mission. Today, I drove up to his chapel for his homecoming talk. It was really good. He's not only a physical stud now but also a spiritual one as well. Ladies... watch out.

Hanging out at the post-church party with my roommates, my cousins, and old friends.

Appreciating some of the decor around the Fetzer home. They've been to every continent in the world 'cept Antartica.

Me and Will Fetz. Don't we look alike?
I just really love my cousin. I've missed him a lot. With just a little bit more time, he'll probably be completely un-weirded and ready for action. It looks like he's already adjusting nicely.

Missions freakin rock.


My Toes are Froze!

Valentines. It was different than I originally expected. Halfway through my Valentines Day, I decided that though my friends are really really cool, I needed to change my scene, so I bounced from Midway. And instead, I went night sledding in Provo!

One of my favorite contellations is Orion, and as I gazed up at him, I remembered how much I love the stars. The biting cold was suddenly made exquisite and carried the taste of adventure on the currents of the wind.

Can you see him?
Orion is the first constellation I ever learned. Even before the big dipper.

So, in the winter wonderland of Rock Canyon Park, the toes of my left foot froze together to keep warm and I hurtled myself down dizzying slopes.

At the end of the night, we rendezvoused back home for some nice hot chocolate and I stuck my toes in a radiator. On purpose. They really wanted to be there.

Happy Valentine's Day. A very happy Valentine's Day indeed.


Leetle kees, beeg kees, leetle huhg, beeg huhg

Happy Valentines Day.

I really do love Valentines Day. Always, Valentines has afforded a really good time, or, if not a really good time, it made for a really good story. I expect this weekend will be the same. One little thing about this holiday does bother me though:

Sometimes, I think couples take the opportunity on Valentines Day to look at the single people, point, and whisper in hushed tones, "Remember when we were defective? Like them? I'm sure glad that's over with."

Well, for me, it's not over with. I am single, and you know what? I did it on purpose. I like it. So stick that in your pipe and smoke it.

Just to make sure that no married, engaged, or seriously dating couple cramps my style, I'm going to run away to Midway for the whole weekend and only invite my single friends, and yes, it will be. truly. epic.

My friends are so dope. I love them so freaking much. That's why I'm going to play with them, out of town, away from school, away from my problems. And who knows, maybe I'll even find my Leslie up there somewhere.

Happy Valentines Day!


25 Random Facts About Me - Blog Version

This little chain has been zipping around the blogging world and on Facebook, and since I've already done the list for the latter, I thought I'd post it here as well, with a few modifications.

Bonus Trivia: I really like dogs, though as I child I was deathly afraid of them.
1. I really love the phrase and the practice of "sticking it to the man." I cite this for my reason of many activities (i.e. growing a bushy red beard).

2. I fear that people will like me for the stuff I do or the stuff I have and not who I actually am.

3. Female musicians are perhaps the most attractive thing in the world to me, and yet I don’t own a single album put out by a girl, except Norah Jones. And Dido has a way cool voice.

4. It really bothers me when things are misspelled in products or brochures – like if the company is competent enough to produce an iPod they should know to spell “shuffle” with two “f”s. However, I really like the way phrases translate from Chinese into English.

5. When I was in elementary school, I got beat up by Parker Layden once or twice a week. I never really fought back until he called me the “n” word. I didn’t know what it meant, but for some reason it really made me mad.

6. I don’t know why, but sometimes I get a weird feeling that I’m in a movie or a music video.

7. When I was in high school, I started a secret club which required you to go longboarding naked if you wanted to join.

8. I’ve kicked my best friend in the most sensitive part of his body two times. It was an accident one of the times.

9. I’m easily intimidated, especially by strangers, but I believe that nobody notices.

10. I pick my nose sometimes, also believing that nobody notices. My sisters nicknamed me "Boo" for this reason, which is short for "booger."

11. The most fun I’ve ever had making money is playing the piano for receptions and parties at the Hilton. I felt like i was in a movie. The least fun I’ve ever had making money is de-shingling my grandpa’s roof.

12. I wish that everybody would go to bed at 10:00 PM, because I love the mornings, but I don’t want to miss out on playing with my friends at night.

13. I don’t buy any clothes that I don’t like touching with my hands.

14. In elementary school, I was a compulsive liar, and once told my best friend that I went bungee jumping at the age of 9. My mom grounded me for two weeks, during which I beat the entire computer game entitled “the 3 Vikings.”

15. I have bad eyesight because I used to sit too close to the TV. I liked seeing the image separate into the individual colored bulbs when I put my face right up next to the screen.

16. I've been on the news twice, as part of the story (in other words, I was supposed to be in the shot).

17. My sisters are the most precious people to me in the whole wide world. They are not only gorgeous but also really talented and personable. I want to marry a girl like them… except not related to me.

18. I’m scared to drive at night. I once totaled my parents’ car by running a red light at 2 AM and I still have nightmares about it.

19. I don’t know how to impress a girl, but whenever my roommates ask my advice, I act like I know what I’m talking about.

20. My dad has an uncanny ability to fix and build cool stuff, and yet denies that he has a single hobby that he really enjoys. This bothers me.

21. I secretly believe that my mom was once a hippie. She denies it.

22. I refer to several people as my “best friend.” Truth be told, I can’t choose which one, and if given the choice between choosing a best friend and drinking turpentine, I’d probably pick the latter.

23. My heart rate goes up and I get short of breath when I’m talking about something I'd rather avoid.

24. I have a really hard time letting go of things that I really love. For example, I’ve never taken off my rings except to show them to other people or to switch fingers. I’ve also saved every note I’ve ever been written since 8th grade.

25. My big brother has been one of my heroes ever since I walked into his room at the age of 6 and he was listening to “Ice Ice Baby” by Vanilla Ice. I thought they were singing “Bryce Bryce Baby” and that he was friends with celebrities. I eventually discovered the truth, but my opinion about him never changed.

I love how chain mail has found it's way even into the blogging world.


TV is of the DEVIL

TV is the biggest time waster ever invented. There are so many better things to do, like studying for and taking my World Religions Exam for example. Seriously, I'm boycotting TV for a week. And when I get married, I'm considering depriving my children of it.

Have you ever read the book "Bridge to Terabithia?" (Don't tell me you've seen the movie and expect me to accept that.) I feel like that book was written just for me.

One of the characters in the book, Leslie, has an extremely original, brilliant, and creative mind. One of the reasons for this, among many others, is that she's not influenced by television - her family doesn't even own one. She thinks in the most remarkable ways, and confidently stands her ground when she believes in something. My favorite part about her is that she's never been seriously concerned with fitting in, and that very quality about her is what makes her so special.

I feel like I let TV warp my brain today. I wasted so much time, and I have nothing to show for it! Perhaps it's time I take a week long sabbatical from the boob tube and see how I feel afterwards.


Calvin and Hobbes

I freaking LOVE Calvin and Hobbes. Check out my link on the right to access the entire anthology of strips that have been published in papers. Did you know that Bill Watterson also does special strips with watercolor just for his books? It's true. Anyways, this is the strip that was published on the day I was born.


Life is Good.

I don't have much to say this time. I just wanted to show a little bit of the joys of my Provo existence: Wal*Mart, the one and only crazy-all-american-Stacey Forsyth, Marcus Nielson, Andy Smith, and moonwalking... life is good.

Last week at Wal*Mart, Andy Smith - who I love to death - totally moonwalked right into an asian lady. Who said nothing and kept on walking. It was way awkward, which equals way hilarious. The uncomfortable expression on Andy's face was absolutely priceless.

And those sweet sunglasses kept me in rockstar mode all night long.