Dudes, dudes, seriously, dudes: This is what we should do in Vegas. Just look at how much fun they're all having! That side shot is reminiscent of the Beatles on Abbey Road, so you know it must be good. I wrote a song about it to the tune of Ode to Joy:
Segways Segways Segways Segways
Segways Segways Se-egways!
Segways Segways Segways Segways
Segways Segways Se-egways!
Vegas Segways Ri-di-ing Segways
Dudes o-on Segways su-per rad!
Watch us rock those safety helmets
Flowered shirts and Se-eg-waaaaaaaaaaaaaaays!
Even though you knew - just by glancing - that the entire first verse was just the word Segway over and over again, you still had to sing it in your head to get through to the next verse, DIDN'T YOU! Ha! And that, my friends, is the magic of song. Good night now.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
The Adjective Subject
Well, Mom & Dad made it back to the mitten state from the rectangle-with-corner-missing state, having survived 4 nights at elevation. I'll evaluate their enjoyment of the trip by comparing impressions. These are my opinions and have nothing to do with what they told me about their stay: "It was very nice."
Mountains: Very impressed. Our neighborhood: Mildly impressed. Our house: Mildly relieved. Our cars: Frivolous, but slightly impressive. Smoggy air quality in the valley: Not impressed. My parenting skills: Incomplete (the kids were only here for one night and I can't take responsibility for their behavior after a weekend at Nascar in Vegas with their grandmother. No offense Grandma K.)
Annie's hostess skillz: Mui impresivo. Disco Kitty: Impressed as you can be with a feline, and now they understand why I actually like a cat. Rock Band: Entirely unimpressed with the song selection (they're old-ish), but reluctantly impressed with my fake drum & guitar skills and "Welcome to the Family"-impressed with Annie's vocal stylings. Dinner at Annie's Mom's house: Impressed by both company and food, but slightly jealous that her family spends more time with The Steven now than they do. Mountains again: Hugely impressed (I use that word purposefully - people 'round here use the adjective (adverb?) 'hugely' too much, it's kind of a sloppy word, isn't it? No offense, Utah.)
Why am I thankful my buddy Matt is getting married? For one thing, I can finally stop worrying about his penchant for wearing short shorts and shaving his body. Aside from the fact that he's a pro-level triathlete, I couldn't think of one good reason for doing either of those things on a regular basis. Weekends only for me. But more importantly, it means I get to fly to the great state of Massachusetts at the end of this month to celebrate his wedding! I can't wait to pahk my cah in Hahvad Yahd! Actually, I won't be anywhere near Boston, but who cahes, you gawtta problem widdat? And most importantly, it means me and a bunch of dudes are meeting up in Las Vegas this weekend, ostensibly for a bachelor party celebrating Muzza's pending nuptials. But let's be honest dudes: this is the culmination of years of adolescence + young adulthood where we've been told that a dudes' weekend in Vegas is the capstone of our reckless manhood! So naturally, let's take it easy and not all go broke at once - we've got wives, kids, and almost those to consider - oh, and someone's gotta buy our bus passes home. In the immortal words of Butthead: "This will be the coolest thing we have ever done."
This Blog Post: They were more impressed with my 2nd grade Young Author's book, entitled "The Black Corvette." Or was 2nd grade "The Big Blizzard"?
Mountains: Very impressed. Our neighborhood: Mildly impressed. Our house: Mildly relieved. Our cars: Frivolous, but slightly impressive. Smoggy air quality in the valley: Not impressed. My parenting skills: Incomplete (the kids were only here for one night and I can't take responsibility for their behavior after a weekend at Nascar in Vegas with their grandmother. No offense Grandma K.)
Annie's hostess skillz: Mui impresivo. Disco Kitty: Impressed as you can be with a feline, and now they understand why I actually like a cat. Rock Band: Entirely unimpressed with the song selection (they're old-ish), but reluctantly impressed with my fake drum & guitar skills and "Welcome to the Family"-impressed with Annie's vocal stylings. Dinner at Annie's Mom's house: Impressed by both company and food, but slightly jealous that her family spends more time with The Steven now than they do. Mountains again: Hugely impressed (I use that word purposefully - people 'round here use the adjective (adverb?) 'hugely' too much, it's kind of a sloppy word, isn't it? No offense, Utah.)
Why am I thankful my buddy Matt is getting married? For one thing, I can finally stop worrying about his penchant for wearing short shorts and shaving his body. Aside from the fact that he's a pro-level triathlete, I couldn't think of one good reason for doing either of those things on a regular basis. Weekends only for me. But more importantly, it means I get to fly to the great state of Massachusetts at the end of this month to celebrate his wedding! I can't wait to pahk my cah in Hahvad Yahd! Actually, I won't be anywhere near Boston, but who cahes, you gawtta problem widdat? And most importantly, it means me and a bunch of dudes are meeting up in Las Vegas this weekend, ostensibly for a bachelor party celebrating Muzza's pending nuptials. But let's be honest dudes: this is the culmination of years of adolescence + young adulthood where we've been told that a dudes' weekend in Vegas is the capstone of our reckless manhood! So naturally, let's take it easy and not all go broke at once - we've got wives, kids, and almost those to consider - oh, and someone's gotta buy our bus passes home. In the immortal words of Butthead: "This will be the coolest thing we have ever done."
This Blog Post: They were more impressed with my 2nd grade Young Author's book, entitled "The Black Corvette." Or was 2nd grade "The Big Blizzard"?
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Freeze Frame
Wow - so much has happened! Most of it normal, everyday stuff that isn't particularly noteworthy, but I have some time to kill. One item: I passed my 1-year anniversary of living in Utah about a week ago. It came and went without fanfare, but it was interesting to reflect on how different my life is.
My parents are here this weekend! It's great to have them in my home, around my normal life, and - for my Mom - seeing Salt Lake for the first time. We went to Park City yesterday, walked Main St., and ate lunch at Zoom - Robbie Redford's restaurant. How chic! Then Mom & Annie cooked an awesome dinner back home. They picked up some fresh fish and clam chowder from one of our favorite restaurants, and cooked it up - I daresay better than restaurant quality.
In the meantime, I gave my Dad a quick tutorial on the guitar on Rock Band, and we jammed a little. Then Annie & I showed them how we roll as a band, crushing When You Were Young with a 5 star show on vocals & drums. After dinner, we played a mean game of Scrabble while enjoying some dessert and coffee. All 4 of us love word games, so it didn't even matter who won (mebyalot), we had fun all around.
Today we're heading downtown for some shopping and site seeing, then to my future in-laws' house for a family dinner. Tomorrow, the kids get back from a weekend with Grandma, so then the REAL real-life will be on display in our house. :) Can't wait.
I'll leave you with this cool social experiment. Thanks to Heidi for the link:
http://www.maniacworld.com/frozen-in-grand-central-station.html
My parents are here this weekend! It's great to have them in my home, around my normal life, and - for my Mom - seeing Salt Lake for the first time. We went to Park City yesterday, walked Main St., and ate lunch at Zoom - Robbie Redford's restaurant. How chic! Then Mom & Annie cooked an awesome dinner back home. They picked up some fresh fish and clam chowder from one of our favorite restaurants, and cooked it up - I daresay better than restaurant quality.
In the meantime, I gave my Dad a quick tutorial on the guitar on Rock Band, and we jammed a little. Then Annie & I showed them how we roll as a band, crushing When You Were Young with a 5 star show on vocals & drums. After dinner, we played a mean game of Scrabble while enjoying some dessert and coffee. All 4 of us love word games, so it didn't even matter who won (mebyalot), we had fun all around.
Today we're heading downtown for some shopping and site seeing, then to my future in-laws' house for a family dinner. Tomorrow, the kids get back from a weekend with Grandma, so then the REAL real-life will be on display in our house. :) Can't wait.
I'll leave you with this cool social experiment. Thanks to Heidi for the link:
http://www.maniacworld.com/frozen-in-grand-central-station.html
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