Another Dream Job

So I've recently discovered a new entry for my list of shit-jobs: calling people and asking for money. Now the people who trained me would tell you that I am not a tele-marketer. I am calling from the U, updating alumni information, and, of course, asking for a donation. Well guess what, I am a freaking telemarketer! Our shifts are supposed to go from 5:00 to 9:00 p.m. The computers dial automatically, and we are supposed to call until the computer automatically logs us out. Last time, I called all the way up until 8:59 before the computer logged me off. Then we have a talk before they let us leave. 8:59! Just let me go the freak home! Then tonight, same story. But guess what, 8:59 rolls around, the computer keeps dialing. No one answers. Dials next number. No one answers. Keep dialing. Oh, what do ya know? Someone answers! So here I am, 9:00 on the dot, and I'm in the middle of a conversation! Fun fun fun. As if I didn't already love that job enough, I get out fifteen minutes late because the stupid computer won't stop dialing. Man I hate technology sometimes.

The Dating Game

Tonight I went on a double date with a good friend of mine. He had a date, and this girl's best friend was to be mine. This was the second of such date-nights, and I am starting to see a pattern developing. We always spend so much freaking money. We somehow always end up eating at steakhouses, and when I am used to eating home-made sandwiches and ramen noodles, it is somewhat of a shock to get a dinner bill that totals fifty bucks! However, tonight we went to a Tepenyaki joint, and our cook was the man. He made a Star Wars joke that killed me. One of the girls was trying to use chop sticks, but couldn't figure it out, and in a voice like Obi-wan Kenobi, he said, "Use the fork!" (instead of "use the force"). No one else got it. Come on, this is classic Star Wars humor coming from a Japanese guy. Star Wars is an American tradition, get with it people! That is another thing that kind of gets on my nerve. I'd love to talk to my date, but she doesn't hear half of what I say because she is constantly having a whispered conversation with her friend, a conversation only the two of them are invited to. Then we go and drop another thirty bucks on some activity after dinner, so by the end of the night I am out eighty bucks, and don't even get a kiss on the cheek for my efforts. What the eff?! This dating game is going to break me in the end. What bugs me the most is I will never get past a hug at the door with this girl. If I'm going to be droppin' eighty bones on a lady, she better be plannin' on buying a wedding dress and marryin' a brother. I don't wanna go broke buying some other dude's future wife dinner. Shit.

This past weekend I went to the Salt Lake car show with my favorite people in the world, Winters and Hannah. What a coincidence that they are also the only people who read my blog:) It was a freaking awesome time. Don't get me wrong, the cars sucked, and we made a point to take many pictures in front of said crappy vehicles. The best part was the Maui Wowi stand. Now the reason it was so freaking awesome is because we went to the Deseret Industries beforehand to purchase uniforms for the show. I wore a stunning yellow turtleneck with a sweater that had the sleeves cut off along with my beautiful birthday shoes. Hannah found a killer purple sweater as well as some perfectly form-fitting cowboy boots. Also, she found a diabolic bowling ball, not pictured. Matt chose a chic McDonalds sweater vest and a one in a million Rockstar hat. He drew a shirt on her so that she would be more appropriate to go out in public. This experience made me want to dress up like this every day. It was nice to not try and conform to the norms of society. True, we got many, many weird stares from others at the car show, but I didn't even care. It taught me a great lesson, conform to my own norms. Don't be afraid to march against the grain. It's not cool to try and be different simply for the sake of being different, but it is also not cool to try and conform simply for the sake of blending in with the crowd. Be your own person, stand up for what you believe, and in the words Robin Williams as Genie on Aladdin, "Beeeeeee yourself!"

High Heels

You know, I've noticed an unusual amount of gals with high heels lately. It isn't just the classic variety with the strap, but normal looking, everyday shoes nowadays have heels on them. Some look classy, some do not. But you know what I think every time I see any kind of heel on a girl? High-maintenance. I don't know why, but these heels seem to scream out 'I like to buy shoes', which, in other words, means 'I love to spend money for no good reason'. In my mind, a girl who wears heels is the kind of girl who would spend a thousand bucks on a Gucci purse if her credit card had a high enough limit. This is a girl who spends two hundred dollars on jeans just because they have the right name or brand on the butt. This girl spends an average of ninety two bucks to get her hair cut three quarters of a centimeter. I mean, don't get me wrong, I don't mind some heels on a Sunday to go to church, or an evening that requires formal wear. But why would you risk a broken leg, or worse, just so you can make a fashion statement? This girl needs to get her priorities straight. However, cowboy boots on girls are freaking awesome! Honestly folks, I love those cute little slender shoes that gals wear. That tells me they care about looking good and being fashionable, but they aren't obsessed with it. Give me a pair of Pumas over a pair of stiletto heels any day.

Sinking the Crimson Tide

Utes win! Utes win! Utes win! Wow, what a game. Utah jumped all over Alabama in the first quarter. Three touchdowns in what seemed like five seconds. Bama had no answer to the hurry up offense the Utes threw at them. I'll admit that I got a little nervous when they came back and scored on a Utah turnover at the beginning of the second half to come within four points. But Utah didn't sweat it, they just came right back and answered to the tune of a 28-17 lead. Their defense was, as Mike Tyson would put it, "impregnable". The Crimson Tide had only allowed 15 sacks all season long, and the Utah defense racked up 8 sacks against them in one game! You can argue that Alabama was without offensive tackle Andre Smith, but what the U did was still amazing. An Andre Smith-less Alabama only allowed 2 sacks to Florida, one of the top teams in the nation. Utah tallied 6 more sacks than a BCS-Championship Bowl bound Gator squad. Moreover, Florida beat Alabama by 11 points (31-20). If they end up beating Oklahoma and winning the national championship, shouldn't Utah at least tie for the number one spot, if not be the sole possessors? A Utah squad beat former no. 1 Alabama by 14, while Florida only managed to defeat the Crimson Tide by 11. Think about it folks, it makes sense. In the mean time, congratulations to Utah, and screw the freaking BCS!!!

Christopher Lloyd, That's Right, I said Christopher Lloyd

You read correctly, I am going to blog about Christopher Lloyd. I have recently been taking a stroll down memory lane as far as the movies I have been watching, and I realized how great of an actor Chris Lloyd really is. Notably, my favorites include all three "Back to the Future" films as well as his role as Uncle Fester in "The Addams Family". He also played lovable clueless man Jim Ignatowski on the 70's sitcom "Taxi". This guy never ceases to make me laugh. All through out "Back to the Future" his scientific seriousness and quarky theories as Dr. Emmett Brown force a smile on my face every time.
As far as the "Addams Family" this whole show is sheer genius. Director Barry Sonnenfeld's movie interpretation of the popular 60's television show was spot on. He used more adult themed situations and humor to appeal to a more modern audience, which in my opinion, endeared me more to the many eccentricities of the Addams' than I would have otherwise been. Getting back to Christopher Lloyd, his role as the long lost Fester Addams is perfectly played, from his struggle convince the family he is the real Fester, to slowly showing viewers his true colors shining through, until he is revealed as the real Fester Addams.
Actors of Christopher Lloyd's character are becoming harder and harder to come by. His is a dying breed, as classy comedians are nearly extinct. Funnymen these days are overexuberant and unnecessarily vulgar. If you're going to be vulgar, do it for a reason other than to be vulgar. Don't get me wrong, Will Ferrell and others do make me laugh, but not on as consistent of a basis as classic comedians like my main man, Christopher Lloyd.

Otter Pops

Man I love Otter Pops. I think I ate about six of them last night. Then I've had another two so far today. I know I'm going to keep eating the ones that I have until they are all gone, probably by the end of today. When I find something I like eating, I eat it until I can't stand it any more. Why is that? If I were smart, when I find something good, I would savor it. I would only use it when it would give me the optimum satisfaction. If every time I use this good thing I have found, it gives me less and less satisfaction, I should put off using it until my satisfaction will be at optimum level. That is the problem with us humans as a race. When we find something good, we use it frantically until it no longer exists. Where wisdom would tell us to use prudence, desire for luxury pushes us to use and harvest until nothing remains. Let's learn to use some restraint, to save our natural "Otter Pops" so that in the future, when we're sitting around thinking of the delicious frozen explosion of flavor we once enjoyed, we can walk over to the freezer, open the door, and pull out a refreshing cold one to satisfy our craving, instead of feeling that pit in our stomachs when we realize that we don't have any more, we ate them all too fast.