Thankfulness

I finally started thinking about what I am truly grateful for today as I was walking through a couple different airports. I thought a little bit about it during Thanksgiving but more in an obligatory way than in a true gratitude way.

And so there's the obvious:

1. Adam, obviously I am secretly in love with him, which is why I am hopelessly devoted to this joint blog and why I always pick up on the first ring whenever he calls, and never EVER ignore them because I know that picking up will make me feel guilty for being a ditcher. And it's also the reason I consistently stalk him in the Tanner building.

2. This blog, and all of its followers.

3. GENTRY. GENTRY. GENTRY. In a purely platonic gratitude way that can only be felt for someone so unique (if you didn't get it, that was my non-subtle way of dropping Gentry's name to boost the ratings)..he is awesome, and always right.

4. Food. All those participating in this amazingly glutinous and purely American holiday that we call  Thanksgiving can appreciate this one for sure.

5. Family. My crazy, hyper super awesome family are the best people ever. We had some good memories this week: watching Baby Mama(3x), getting a puppy, putting up the Christmas tree, baking, cuddling, shopping, and always: laughing.

5. Men. The big black guy carrying a teddy bear through the airport that made me feel validated about having a teddy bear in college. Random hot man in the airport who looked like a lumberjack. The sampler dude at Costco who complimented my new hoody.
But most of all, all the great men who have been examples to me over the course of my life: my father, my brothers, and yes, the Dojo.

6. The Gospel. The title of our blog is Mormon and Proud but we don't often reference what it means to be a Mormon. Having the light and truth of the Church in my life has blessed me in so many countless ways, and truly I know that I would be lost without it.

A Proper Birthday Shout-Out for Such a Proper Girl: AMANDA!!!!

"Fear less, hope more; Whine less, breathe more; Talk less, say more; Hate less, love more; And all good things are yours" - Swedish Proverb


"......but if you're not sure how to do that best, just hang out with Amanda!"- My proverb


Ninja Tag.  The past-time of our summer.  On a typical blissful summer night, it would bring much laughter, bonding, and all-around sheer athletic ninja-ness  for the low, low  price of couple bruises and a little humiliation.  On one such night it brought the Dojo so much more: a friendship with our dear friend Amanda!

How valuable is Amanda to the Dojo? Consider this:

• We went to the ends of the Earth just to be in the same ward as her this year.  Literally.  We are living in the ghetto known as Miller with Amanda's smiling presence as the PRO to Miller's CON of infrequent running hot water.  The good news is, that the PRO definitely outweighs multiple of the CONS here :) (... even if I think my brother in Chile is about to start asking if there's anything HE  can send me for Christmas to help out.)

(A past example that I found online of the "cultural" experience that is Miller)

• Amanda is undeniably the best wand finder ever. If that Garrick Ollivander guy ever closes up shop, Amanda is my odds-on favorite for replacing him.  When looking for wands for the end of our childhood the Harry Potter 7 pt II showing, we did not stop until we found the wands that made us feel like the inner wizards and witches that we are. 

(Face it: Without my wand, I'm just a nerdy Party-Rocker)

• Amanda is one of the most loyal people you will ever meet.  When we had our road trip to California, Amanda claimed she "couldn't make it." But, lo and behold, look who made an appearance with us at the beach in Cali:

• Cinnamon-roll baking skizzilz. While I was unaware of this delicious talent of hers until recently, it was a scrumptious surprise.  They warmed my tummy and fed my soul. Mmmmmm.....

(Even though I found this online, I'm convinced the photographer somehow found his way into Amanda's apt to take this picture)

• Here's a challenge: try and think of something unlikeable about Amanda?  I'll give you a minute.................okay now I'll give you a couple more..........Still can't think of something?  I'll save you the time: you can't!  Trying to find something not to love about Amanda is harder than finding GENTRY! at a Black Eyes Peas concert (subtle Gentry reference to fill my quota: check!)  She is pure goodness personified and we are lucky to know her!

Happy Birthday Amanda from MAP!!!!

Kirt Enters the Golden Years!

(Kirt, Welcome to the Golden Years!)

It is estimated that the average worker spends 33% of his life working.  After 6 months of the daily grind, our friend Kirt had had enough, so he made like Jimmy with the One-ders and quit.

Let's be clear: jobs are generally a good thing. They let you put food over your table, provide evidence that when it comes to society you're "contributing," and  if you're lucky, they have a cool beeping sound when you clock-in! (I might be a little too grateful for the Thanksgiving season right now...)

However, in Kirt's circumstances, a job meant weekend homework, late night weekday homework, and all around exhaustiveness and soul-suckery. Hence, the quitting of Kirt's job.

In celebration of this momentous event, we held a Surprise "Retirment" party for him.  Since A) Retiring is really just a quitting with a more positive spin B) Why wait til our 60s to party Retirement style?

So, we all waited for when Kirt FINALLY got off work, and, dressed in our business best (c'mon? it's a retirement party!) and the ladies dawning business ties, we "surprised" kirt when he came home with cake, ice cream, and of course....OREOS!

Below are pics from the party courtesy of Stephanie Roades!  Thanks to all the MAP followers (and non-MAP followers I guess) who came and sent Kirt out in style!

Oh, and before you ask....there was no cool quitting story......we already checked... (click link below due to youtube unavailability)///

http://www.hulu.com/watch/64578/the-office-two-weeks

Adam, you've got it going on....

So as I sat here alone in my apt on the couch with my good friend, El Laptop, Gentry (aka "GENTRY!"  aka "The Ratings Spike" aka. "Yes, We are "Gentry and Proud" but I guess so are you Jodi.....) returned home from a long evening of kicking trash in hockey Canadian style (...well half-Canadian style, but I'm pretty sure it's only the Canadian half that gives him his Hockey prowess....)

Like a "Google+" -ed Thor to a more acoustic Hammer, Gentry reached for his guitar and proceeded to serenade me in a manner a la "Bret, you've got it going on..." from "Flight of the Conchords"

......or at least I think that was the intention.

Since you, the MAP followers of the world ( I say world mainly because of you Jodi, but apparently there is some Ukrainian out there (Вітаю!!!)), were not there, I've taken the liberty of publishing the lyrics of that special song "GENTRY!!!" endearingly wrote for me just a few moments ago:

(Catchy and Melodic Guitar Intro)

Adam you’re a real swell guy…..

(Guitar Serenading.....)

I’d be sad if you died……

(More Guitar Serenading....)

Adam, I think you’re rad,,,,.

(Climax of Guitar serenading....)

(Long Pause....)

(Guitar stops playing....)

Spoken: Hey, I just got a text message!  See you later!

"Adam, You've Got it Going On!"-  Coming Soon to a record store near you!

Kids, don't try this at Church.....

Let's be clear.  I'm deeply religious, and Mormon (...as if the name "Mormon and Proud" doesn't give it away..)  However, I am also human, and sometimes, despite my best intentions, I doodle, scribble, or altogether write sheets of nothingness on my paper at church on occasion. Yesterday was one of those occasions.

Below is my "Church Journal" blogified. Please forgive my irreverence and for changing from first to third person in the narrative.  I meant no harm...

Church Log

10/23/2011

9:34- Kirt officially dozes off

9:35- Joe makes a lame attempt to join him in "Dreamland," before choosing to remain conscious.... probably out of fear of being "Incepted"

9:37- Speaker's "Poke-you" joke kills!

9:39- Joe relates to me how he assumed I was super spiritual today since I brought a notebook and pen to take notes at church

9:40- For the first time in his life, Joe feels the sensation of  being "wrong."

9:41- Speaker says, "I'm not saying you can't take naps on Sunday..."

9:42- Kirt noddingly agrees...

9:43- Like an infectious virus, Jarom catches the "Sleep Monster Bug" due most likely from not washing his hands after sitting next to Kirt.

9:49- Blonde-haired guy with purple shirt (Hey!  we just moved into the ward so go easy on the judgement, ok?) becomes latest victim.  Probably his own fault seeing how everyone knows purple shirts are the weakest against viruses....

9:50- Joe corrects me and informs me the shirt is actually pink.  Suddenly,  I begin regretting not paying attention more to Kirt's sister, Sydney, and her discussion about "Color Blindness" yesterday...

9:53- Perhaps inspired by the music, Adam feels sudden urge to sign Tim's cast/bandage

9:54- Adam begins to weigh repercussions of hurting his hand to get out of playing goalie this Saturday....

9:56- The realization that the speaker's major is bigger than her settles in on the congregation (Anita is approximately 5'2 and her major had approximately 6 dashes or slashes when describing her major.  I'm not good with conversions so you do the math...)

9: 57 through 10:07- I actually listen attentively and enjoy Anita's introductory story and reflect on how it applies to my life and other aspects of the gospel....

10:08- Disappointed that I haven't written in my "Church Journal" in a while, Joe judges me for trying to learn spiritual things in Sacrament.  It's at this moment that I understand what "unrighteous judgement" means on a whole new level.

10:09- Kirt wakes up from round 2 of "Dreamsville." Claims, "the virus was WAY more ferocious the second time."

10:12- The closing prayer is said and sacrament meeting concludes.  

The End

Catching Up

Marissa,

It's come to my attention that I haven't seen you in forever. The latest indicators have been: 

1.  I can’t recall the last time I saw you in person. (author’s note: it’s probably only been 2 weeks since I saw Marissa when we shared an  awkward wave at a dance party before my group left prematurely)
2. "Betos" or "Hiking the Y" have never been offered as possible suggestions of what we should do when it's late at night in quite some time.
3.  Our Love Sack pillow smells like “dude” and not your Vanilla Perfume goodness....

Instead of waiting for the opportunity to catch up in person,  I thought I’d blogify the experience of how it'd happen......

(Marissa leaves the HBLL.  Adam enters the HBLL to mix up the studying routine.  You know how it is....)

M: Adam!

A: Marissa? Hey, I haven’t seen you in like forever!

M: Wow Adam! Did you quit you job and become a baker? because you’ve got some hot buns!  How’ve you been?

A: Great!  (At this point I would probably say something about 1 of 3 subjects that dominate the "on-campus catching up" conversation: 1. School 2. Work 3. Dealings with the Opposite Sex)

1.    School

Okay, let's be honest: this is the least interesting of the three.  When choosing this option it usually goes something like this at BYU, “Blah blah blah I’m super busy. Blah blah hard…..blah blah Mid-terms… blah blah…papers…blah blah unicorns** ” 

**author's note: okay that last one doesn't usually come up.  But it makes you wonder: where are those animal’s remains?  I would be way more interested in going to a “Unicorn Museum” instead of a “Dinosaur Museum”  I’m looking at you Indiana Jones……no, seriously.  Indiana Jones and the Quest for the Unicorns (oooooh….maybe not Hollywood enough…)  ….That Happen to be Cursed and Protected by Mummies That Explode and Stuff . I think honestly it writes itself....

Indiana Jones and the Quest for the Unicorns That Happen to Be Cursed and Protected by Mummies that Explode and Stuff!

(I seriously wrote this and then found the picture. Apparently, however, some 9 year old girl was way ahead of me)

I know this because this has always been my response.    Turns out, everyone is busy and everyone has hard classes. However, for the first time in my life, I feel excluded from my this demographic of conversationalists!  I’m  loving life/classes. This could also have to do with the fact that  last year's Junior core  drained my time and soul ( It was like my soul had been split and divided into horcruxes without the benefit of potentially being resurrected.  But seriously, I think my life expectancy is like 7 years shorter now.) It's like how laid back the crew seemed to be in Ocean's 12 than in 11.  In 11, they were robbing stuff and being important to make bank.  In 12, I think they were like "No one's really watching this anyway....so let's just chill."

Talking to you at the beginning of the semester, it sounded like this was not the case for you; in which case, you have my condolenses and you can text me for crepes whenever you need them.. (Another perk of the Adam Friendship package!)

Some of this might also have to do with the fact that I’m graduating, and recruiters aren’t really going to be looking at my grades after this semester.  

Which leads me to……

2.      Work

Apparently this (unofficial/official?) Lost Boy has to get a job and try to “contribute” to society (whatever that means right?).  The career adviser always relates how interviewing for a job is like the dating process:

Resume= Application for a Date

Interviews=  Dates

Job Offer= Engagement

Usuing this analogy, I’ve been dating two fine ladies : Ernst and Young and Deloitte.  Honestly, it's sort of been a role reversal from my normal dating experiences. They initiate all phone calls, they pick up the tab at dinner and the cab fare.  I admit, it's been kind of tough since it's been a long-distance relationship (they're both in Washington D.C), but they've been  cool about it and even paid for my flights to go down and see them (Dating rich girls is nice!)

What's been the interest in me? I honestly think they were impressed by the fact that it will have taken me 8 years to become get my bachelor’s. But who knows......

I, honestly, still can't believe they're even considering me.  Mostly because...

A. I've had to restrain myself  from responding to the question, ” “What’s your greatest weakness?” with “Kryptonite”  

B. Every airplane ride when I sit next to the "business guy" and he sees me dressed as his equal, I feel a sudden need to try and validate myself by saying something business-y like, "Did you see the Dow this morning? Oooh, glad I got out when I did." or  "How's your portfolio?" All of which would be immediately discredited when I watch reruns of "Pinky and the Brain" the rest of the trip.......Oh, Pinky and your shananigans!

C.  Everytime I enter my hotel room, I start jumping on my the bed a la "Dumb and Dumber"....

3. Dealings with the Opposite Sex

In my case this means girls. And yeaaaaaah, I still don’t get them.  Girls are like all Jackson Pollock Paintings: I think they're wonderful and admire the heck out of them....... but I honestly don't understand them at all...

(seriously, what is the guy going for here?)

So, in closing,  this has been fun, but I'd rather actually do this in person sometime.  Take care!

- Adam

Birthday Follower Shout Out: Emma Harper!!!!

Once upon a there was a girl named Emma who became our friend, cemented that friendship by following MAP, and then continued gracing us with her presence and smile.  There is no climax to that story because, like the story, Emma is just even-keeled awesomeness.

As promised to our followers,  we are honoring Emma's birth with a blogging shout-out!

In an attempt for Emma to truly have a "Happy Birthday," below is  a non-comprehensive list of things that make Emma happy!



#1. The LoveSac

I might have to re-do the story at the beginning because she actually might have made friends with the LoveSac before us....

#2.  Her Rockin' Hair and the Ability it has to do this in the pool*:

* The author is not implying nor suggesting that Emma's hair has the power or ability to dye its tips blonde by merely being in the pool.  However, this does not undermine its supernatural power to shape itself and go 80s rockers style all over ya!

#3 - #74 Wedding Chapels!!!!

Driving through chapel-filled Vegas with Emma  is like taking a dog to a tennis ball store run by postal workers. I'm convinced that Emma's cloud in heaven will decorated with gentle white chapels at every corner.



#75. Constellations

Emma has the innate ability to discover constellations and their corresponding stories.  While many astronomers are baffled at how they missed these celestial treasures, I think I found one that even Emma may have missed:

Happy Birthday From MAP Emma!!!!

Single or Desperate?

Someone hung this sign on the Dojo last night:

So apparently the official status is not single or desperate, but Singe. Whoever wrote that must have either been a really really bad speller or wrote it really late at night(maybe around 2am).

Ok, cats out of the bag, it was me and Amanda. We thought we would give our friend Kirt a hand and advertise his singleness a little bit...And we figured the best way to do this would be to post this gorgeous picture of him on everyone's doors:

photo cred: Gentry Davies

Snap this up quick ladies! You should already have his number, it's on the bottom of the flyer on your door.

Special Guest Blogger: From Jodi, With Love

Hello people of MAP! If you were getting bored of Adam and Marissa writing love letters to each other you're in for a treat today. A few weeks ago Adam presented me with my own pair of blogging glasses and the opportunity to guest blog on his own rapidly growing, wildly popular blog. I took the assignment seriously and started out by getting professional headshots with my new glasses.

I put the glasses on and began brainstorming things to blog about since Adam gave me full reign on this one. The power of the glasses came to me and ideas started coursing through my mind. A discussion of the finer points of 19th century feminist literature, creating a tutorial on torrenting (they always say the best way to solidify a new skill is to teach it to others), or a video of me singing "Superbass" along with a lyric interpretation all crossed my mind but I thought I needed to do something more personal on this one. I pondered this on the metro and started noticing some similarities and differences between my two good friends and the Russians and decided to blog about this instead.

Why Marissa and Adam do/do not belong in Russia:

Marrisa:

Does fit in because she has adorable shoes and all the girls here wear cute shoes all the time. They also have a tendency to meticulously match their purses to their shoes, down to the same pattern, but I haven't seen Marissa do this. They have TONS of shoe stores and oxford heels are all the rage right now. I'm determined to get a pair soon.

Doesn't fit in because she doesn't dye her hair. Particularly she doesn't dye it this horrible reddish orange color that people are obsessed with over here. I just don't get it. It is so ugly. Thank you for having beautiful hair, Marissa.


Does fit in because she can pull off a pretty convincing death glare, even though she is actually really sweet =]

Adam:

Does fit in because he is tall. I looked up the average height of Russians and it turns out they are actually 2 inches shorter than Americans on average, but I am convinced the large babushka population for skews the data because I am constantly in awe of how tall people are here.

Does fit in because he is a bad parker. It is pretty frightening to be in a car with a Russian driver because they make up their own lanes and cut people off like it's no body's business, but somehow the system works just fine (Adam does NOT drive like a Russian). But when I saw this car I couldn't help but laugh because it looks just like how Adam parks.

Doesn't fit in because he has the biggest smile in the world.

And in closing, a poem of Russia.

Violets are red

Roses are blue

In Soviet Russia flower smell you.

End of Summer....

"What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us."
 - Helen Keller

 Goodbye Summer 2011!  May we "Party Rock" all Fall long!

Blogging: Sunday Edition

In Relief Society we have this thing called, "Tender Mercies Moment" we also have at least 3 other "sharing moments," but this is the most important one because it's what we do first and it always involves the most oohing, aahing, and general gasping of all the females in the room. I told Adam about this and introduced him to the idea and we thought we could do the same for our blog.  We hope that it causes you to ooh, aah, and gasp in happiness at the the amazing things we find to be grateful for each week. 

Things we are grateful for this week

1. Adam is alive.  More details to come but let's just say Adam could be mistaken for the "Boy who lived"..... (TEASER ALERT!!)

2. Shark week has changed us for the better.....

3. Jodi turned another year older.....well, almost....

4. Having a place to live..... well, for the next four days

5.  Work.... ( Sometimes if I say things enough it comes true.  Love my work, love my work, love my work...)

6. Gentry really, really, really remembers his girlfriend's birthday.

7. Mothers and the way they supports us (shout out Mommy Gina and Mama Chris)

8...... ellipsis. Gosh I love them..........

9.  The red line that appears when you misspell a word...like ellipsis.....

10.  All 15 followers and how they tell their friends:) hint, hint ;)

11. Gentry's secret love of Dashboard

12. Amanda's secret life

13. The fact that it's impossible to not smile after watching the Snicker Serenade....

14. Tim's Mad Interpretive Sign Language Skills

15. MONDAYS(Since it's technically a Monday now.......................)

The Ratings Boost: I've Got a Fever, and the Only Prescription is MORE GENTRY!!!!

So after reading the Princess' heartfelt letter to me, I thanked her in person for her thoughtfulness instead of blogging about it (sorry M.A.P followers!  But, the good thing about Marissa is that she is so full of goodness that I'm sure I'll get the chance to write her a letter via blogging on numerous more occasions!).


From her letter, I learned a trio of things:


1. I now have 7 more items to beef up the old resume (IN YOUR FACE FAILING ECONOMY!!!!)


2.  Marissa really is a princess and a saint, and will hopefully let me use her pool by her mansion in the next life for when I get hot....


3.  Apparently when a blog post says "Dear Adam," people not named Adam are very respectful of other people's letters and elect not to indulge themselves to read it. much.   In fact, our stats say that the post  only had 1 page view ( In an effort to make myself feel cooler, I tried to click on it twice,  but I think blooger.com can tell when your trying to be pathetic.)


In other words, we really need to boost our numbers here lately....


So, I looked at our dats again (cause I'm a nerd who wears 3D glasses when blogging), and looked for the post that had the most page views.


Lo and behold, the numbers point to one thing that boosts are ratings: GENTRY DAVIES!




 (The "Happy Birthday Gentry!" post is just KILLING!)

(the look of sheer blog following magnetism)

So, from here on out, anytime we feel that what we're writing is getting long and boring, we will immediately type GENTRY! just to keep you paying attention.( In other words, you'll be reading a lot more about GENTRY! :)


In honor of this celebrated ratings booster, I've broken down his conversations in pie chart form (I already mentioned I'm a nerd right?)




Enjoy!






GENTRY!!!!!!

Dear Adam:

I was going to wait a bit longer to do a post like this, maybe further down the road in our friendship, but who says that I can't write you another letter like this later anyway?
And I realize that this could be boring for everyone else to read, but I figure that your happiness in reading this post will outweigh the potential negative effects of readers being bored by this post.
So basically, if your name is not Adam Armstrong, and you don't really feel like reading about why he is so awesome, you can stop reading now(well, actually you could have stopped reading a few sentences ago).

Reasons Why You Are Awesome:

1. The very first and foremost and true reason this post is being written right now is Beaver Track Ice Cream. Thanks for leaving it in our freezer, it is currently being consumed by myself and the great Abby Farr.

2. You are always nice. Perpetually. Everyone who knows you will agree with me. Even when I am being mean and crabby, you can always say something nice to make my day better.

3. We have the same priorities in life. Blogging. Ninja tag. Food. Boys, errr....maybe that one is not quite the same.

4.  I could actually watch the movie Hot Rod with you and enjoy it.

5. Spontaneous Party Anthem Dance Parties. Nuff Said.

6. The Love Sack. Ok, so maybe that's more of a reason of why I love your apartment, or Tim Smith since he is the sorta owner, but my love for that beautiful bean bag is very great and needed to be stated.

7. We like to party. We are Mormon and Proud, we do wholesome recreational activities, and lastly you are a SAINT.  Seriously.

Ummm, 7 is kinda an awkward number to end on, but it's getting pretty darn late, and I need to get my 8 hours of sleep in. So it's just gonna have to be lucky number 7.


Yours Truly,

Marissa

P.S. I really need to get some blogging glasses, I don't feel legit without them.

I scream. You scream.

That's right...we all scream for ice cream.
When Adam and I started this blog we didn't really have a purpose for it in mind. All we had between us was 2 laptops, a couple of silly ideas, 1 super high tech phone, 1 low tech phone, and our friendship. Oh yeah, and a joint seat on the classy bench in the adventure dome. So naturally, this blog was born.
Now, we still have no purpose. However, we have realized that since the title of this blog is wholesome recreational activities, maybe we should mention a few.
The other night included one of our favorite activities ever: eating. Food is our top three priorities(right up there with blogging).
To be more specific: ICE CREAM. And not just any ice cream, the homemade kind. We had a pretty good time making it.
See for yourself.
Adam may have gotten a little excited about the idea of slamming the bag against the wall to shake it...which may or may not have resulted in an exploded bag and salty ice cream.
But I don't want to embarass him, so I will leave you folks wondering about whether or not that's an entirely true story.
I am sure he would be happy to comment. And if any of you are looking for something to do with all of these warm summer nights, try this recipe: 1 C half n half 1 tsp vanilla 2 tbsp sugar Put ingredients in a small ziploc bac and seal tightly. Then put this bag into a large freezer bag containing ice and rock salt and shake vigorously. Do not slam against the wall. After about 15 minutes of shaking, ice cream should be a nice thick consistency. For thicker ice cream, shake longer. Enjoy. And for all you super nerds out there: why do we use salt to make ice cream? What's the science behind this process? Go ahead, we know you want to answer. '>Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4

Minutes from the Adventure Dome.....

Well folks, as many of you know we are blessed with an adventure dome outside of our apartment.  It consists of a bench, a classy bench, and an awkward painting of our roomate Steve (mine not marissa's).

In this hallowed ground,  the weight of the world cannot touch us.  We know.  There are like 13 physicists on our floor and they've already researched it.

This was a pretty normal night for us. Normal for us is everyone else's version of awesome. Ok, so maybe it was pretty awesome. There were covert ninja activities involved that if we told you about, then we would have to...steal something from your apartment. If you want the details you might be able to pull them out of Jodi(5th follower YAY.)

Regardless, minutes spent in the adventure dome for today started at exactly 12:34am and our time adjourned at 1:07am. Activities included: watching Hulu, eating beaver track ice cream, chugging chocolate milk, cheering to our movie(oops, the secret is out), and learning the art of the ninja sword backpack. Oh, and of course we had to have a brief conversation involving Google Plus(thank you, Gentry). Members present were: Adam Armstrong, Timothy Smith, Kirt Olson, Gentry Davies, Marissa McLean,  Benjamin Harper, Tiffany Rowley, Emily Ortin, and Joshua Boaz.
No items of business were discussed.
Resolutions passed: zero.
Marriage proposals: zero.
Babies saved: zero.
All in all, a pretty good gathering of like minded individuals.
The meeting was adjourned with a quick: "It's getting late.."and a "See ya later!"

We leave you know with the show stopper of the meeting, Ladies and Gentleman......


Geechy Guy!

Only at Campus Plaza.....

Okay, so this was the original purpose of the blog.  Sorry about that, I guess we get distracted really easi....

1.      Windows are the new TV

2.      Honestly, who doesn’t want a meteorite collection?

3.      “Cleaning” checks

4.      Your Elders Quorum will either discover a new element or get married…..jury’s still out

5.      Kevin.  You gotta love him.

6.      When the lock to the roof isn’t there, a tiny spark of rebellious joy shivers up your spineJ

7.      Judging by the artwork on the windows, the place is seriously beginning to look like “A Beautiful Mind”

8.      Two Words: Ninja Tag

9.      Someone’s pure love of “The Last Airbender” is manifested in a glorious display of posters on every door.

10.  The men at the complex seem to have a “glow” about them…. Not in a spiritual sense necessarily, but more in a “I don’t wear a shirt and I’m super white” kinda way… 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GENTRY...and other stuff.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GENTRY!
We love you because you play the guitar and sing awesome songs that occasionally top Flight of the Concords.
We were going to come up with a long, long list but decided that's really the only reason we care about you. Entertainment value.

Thanks for following. You are the second most loyal person to this blog after Mama Gina.
For those of you who are trying to decide whether to follow our blog or not here are some reasons to do so:

1. Get a blog post dedicated to you on your birthday, like the one featured above.

2. You will always be our top priority, well besides blogging because posting is always our number one priority in life.

3. If you are within the first 50 followers you will receive a special present from Adam and I. It will be worth a couple of clicks.

4. You automatically become more attractive, popular, and more like us by following this blog. Automatically. Plus if you read our blog every day you will have a photographic memory in 3 years.

5. Reading this blog is a wholesome recreational activity, and therefore worth your time.

P.S. This post was not subtle advertising...it was blatant.

Grocery Shopping

A couple of tips and tricks about the art of grocery shopping:

1. Park in a spot near the cart return so you don't have to walk as far.

2. Always get a cart, or else go with people who promise to carry your groceries if you buy too much.

3. Check the sales before you start, and check your receipt after you stop.

4. Shop around the outside ring, it's always cheaper that way.

Ok, that's all I got, maybe Adam will have some more pointers.

The whole truth is that the true point of this post is so that I could rant.
We went grocery shopping today and I realized a few things. The difficulty with grocery shopping these days is that you go to buy one simple thing, for example toilet paper, and you have to look through almost an entire aisle of toilet paper. There's 2 ply and 3 ply, Charmin and industrial, 16 roll packs and 32 roll packs, it's impossible. A simple need is reduced to a complicated comparison of prices and value. It's like this with everything, even eggs or milk has at least 2 or 3 brands. Plus, it's all so expensive...do you realize that eggs used to cost less than 3 cents a piece. Inflation. It sucks. I mean, not like I was actually alive to observe this but it's still super duper annoying to me. RANT RANT RANT.
I'm done now.

The End Of Our Lives With Meaning

OUR LIVES ARE OVER BECAUSE THE HARRY POTTER SERIES IS OVER.
WE CANNOT GO ON LIVING WITHOUT ANOTHER MOVIE TO LOOK FORWARD TO.
WE SHOULD ALL JUST CRAWL INTO A GIANT HOLE AND DIE BECAUSE WITHOUT HARRY POTTER THERE IS NO LIFE WORTH LIVING.

Ok, I am done with the drama of caps lock. But seriously how do we continue to live each day? Our entire existence was based around waiting for the next book/ movie to come out. The highlight of every year was always the midnight release parties. Without Harry Potter to guide us into the year, there is no one to show us the way.
Alright, so maybe it's not THAT(oops, really done with caps lock now) dramatic but still, we are sad that the series has come to an end. There's not even anything close to replace the giant hole in our hearts left by Harry Potter, and don't even act like Twilight is even comparable in greatness. And I may or may not have actually cried at the end of the HP 7.2.
Welp, I guess that's just one less wholesome recreational activity for us. That just means more time for Ninja Tag.

First Impressions

No one reads this blog. Yet. But through the tremendous power of social media and with the combined efforts of mine and Adam's social skills, we will eventually have thousands of followers.
This is my prediction. Ok, maybe more of a wish.
This is kinda my first post, lame, I know. Wanna know why I am posting?
Procrastination.
I should be doing my food handler's permit right now, but instead I am wasting away time on this blog.
The first post is always the most difficult because it sets the standard. Think about how much of a difference a first impression can make, or why its difficult to be the first speaker, or if you are like me, the first child. The first of anything sets the bar for the rest to follow, and the higher the bar, the more difficult it is to be impressive later on. So I am starting this blog out with the bar low, that way I can raise the bar as time goes on.
Reminds me of this scene from the office.

And now you have absolutely nothing to look forward to, since that was a super lame post. Keep reading and maybe you will find something worthwhile.

We kinda cool.

Yo followers.....we use google plus.... that means we're pretty cool.  You should do it too.  If google plus does get big, it will pretty much be because of us....

Dream on...

"They all say that I'm a dreamer...."

-- Sir John Lennon ( He was never knighted or anything, but I just think it's polite)

Editors note: one time, john lennon was caught up in an intense legal dispute concerning money and royalties. The court case dragged on and on and turned bitter and spiteful. 
Reacting to the bad blood and foul play fueled by the greedful love of money, a reporter asked, "Whatever happened to 


Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world


John then curtly responded, 


"It's just a song mate."


Take that as you will. Seacrest out. 

Since the inception of "Inception," dreams have become ALL the craze.  

Everyone is literally doing it.

That's why showers have lately got my goat. I know right?  You probably just took one this morning. (If you didn't that's okay. You're in "Judge Free Zone."....and I can't smell you while typing.")


But if you're anything like me,  the memory of what you were dreaming last night washed down the drain along with all those microscopic germs that your mother warned you about. 

That's why kids got it right.  They avoid taking baths like Matthew McConaughey avoids his shirt.  Why?  Well, as menacing as Mr. Bubbles can appear in the morning, I'm pretty sure that he's not the reason.


Rather, I believe kids shriek out like the "Home Alone" kid at the mere sight of the bathtub because they know with one little splish-splash there childhood dreams will be gone before they even begin.

So I guess what I'm trying to say is that, in life, when "The Man" wants you to take the proverbial "shower,"......

Follow this kid's example, and dream on........

Inaugural Post

This is our inaugural post... huzzah!
YES. We have a blog.
Please read the blog title AND description.
Let's make this really, really clear for everyone: Sex, Drugs, and Rock&Roll is NOT our motto.
Anybody ever heard of irony? Yeah, doesn't really come across as well via Blogger.