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IT WORKED!

Yay! I'm so happy! Just everybody know, there is a story with every picture, and if nothing makes sense, then just comment and I'll tell you the meaning.

A 1977 JC Penny Catalog

I'll be giving the credit for this post to another blog -- but it's TOTALLY blog worthy. Just spreading the message.

Last weekend I put an exhaust fan in the ceiling for my wife's grandfather. While my wife's brother and I were fitting the fan in between the joists, we found something under the insulation. What we found was this:

A JC Penney catalog from 1977. It's not often blog fodder just falls in my lap, but holy heck this was two solid inches of it, right there for the taking. I thumbed through it quickly and found my next dining room set, which is apparently made by adding upholstery to old barrels:

Also, I am totally getting this for my bathroom:
There's plenty more home furnishings where those came from, however I'm not going to bore you with that. Instead, I'm going to bore you with something else. The clothes.

The clothes are fantastic.

Here's how to get your butt kicked in elementary school:

Just look at that belt. It's like a boob-job for your pants. He probably needed help just to lift it into place. The belt loops have to be three inches long. And way to pull them up to your armpits, grandpa.

Here's how to get your butt kicked in high school:

This kid looks like he's pretending to be David Soul, who is pretending to be a cop who is pretending to be a pimp that everyone knows is really an undercover cop. Who is pretending to be 15.

Here's how to get your butt kicked on the golf course:

This 'all purpose jumpsuit' is, according to the description, equally appropriate for playing golf or simply relaxing around the house. Personally, I can't see wearing this unless you happen to be relaxing around your cell in D-block. Even then, the only reason you should put this thing on is because the warden made you, and as a one-piece, it's slightly more effective as a deterrent against rapery.

Here's how to get your butt kicked pretty much anywhere:

If you look at that picture quickly, it looks like Mr. Bob 'No-pants' Saget has his hand in the other guy's pocket. In this case, he doesn't, although you can tell just by looking at them that it's happened - or if it hasn't happened it will. Oh yes. It will. As soon as he puts down his matching coffee cup.

Here's how to get your butt kicked at the beach:

He looks like he's reaching for a gun, but you know it's probably just a bottle of suntan lotion in a holster.

How to get your butt kicked in a meeting:

If you wear this suit and don't sell used cars for a living, I believe you can be fined and face serious repercussions, up to and including termination. Or imprisonment, in which case you'd be forced to wear that orange jumpsuit.

How to get your butt kicked on every day up to and including St. Patrick's Day

I seriously don't believe that color exists in nature. There is NO excuse for wearing either of these ensembles unless you're working as a body guard for the Lucky Charms leprechaun.

"Your Search For VALUE Ends at Penneys."

As does your search for chest hair.

And this -- Seriously. No words.
Oh wait, it turns out that there are words after all. Those words are What. The. Heck. I'm guessing the snap front gives you quick access to the chest hair. The little tie must be the pull tab.

Also, judging by the sheer amount of matching his/hers outfits, I'm guessing that in 1977 it was considered pretty stylish for couples to dress alike. These couples look happy, don't they?

I am especially fond of this one, which I have entitled 'Cowboy Chachi Loves You Best.'

And nothing showcases your everlasting love more than the commitment of matching bathing suits. Note where she seems to be staring....

Then, after the swimming, you can relax in your one-piece matching terry cloth jumpsuits:

I could go on, but I'm tired, and my eyes hurt from this trip back in time. I think it's the colors. That said, I will leave you with these tasteful little numbers:Man, that's sexy.

Hey you guys!

Yeah sorry it's been a bit of a while... But I have some news! We came back from a trip to Seattle, Washington (actually Everett--it's really close to Seattle) for Thanksgiving. I took TONS of photos and made a whole movie/video (or FILM, as Tom calls it) thing and I was trying to post it on here but YouTube is refusing to work with me right now so....SOON! Really soon. Like next post, I hope.

I also hand created (sorta) my own font! Like for REALS. I'm so excited and happy, it rocks my world, and has rocked for the past 48 hours. I heard of someone who made fonts for people in their own handwriting (that's what mine is, my sah-WEET penmenship. Meh.) for $25 or something. That's a pretty intense job. I may have to try it.... Anyway, I would make my post in it but you alls computers wouldn't be able to read it because it's not installed into the correct file on your hard drive. I know. Life gives you a nice lemon in technology there. But the show MUST go ON! I'll probably end up like typing a page of nonsense in the font and then post it on here as a picture in a desperate attempt to recieve praise. Meh. How depressing.

Wow, the world is full of technical difficulties, isn't it?

Well, we'll all have to bear it for a while until some genius, like ME of course, grows up and makes the world a happy, better place for everyone.

Yeah, tell someone who cares will ya? Haha, no, but that's what the teachers are always telling us (especially in core classes), huh? "And maybe YOU will be the one to discover the cure for cancer!" Sure, sure I will! And what, if i DON'T, I'm a FAILURE? That's a little below the belt to tell little elementary school kids. Sigh, I know, I know. It's just a little tiring after a while.

But why am I tired of praise? Hmm.... Maybe it seems a little bit like an empty praise when somebody tells you it a lot?

Wow, to much self-pondering for the internet. Restrain me, please.

Back to the facts! There's like 17 days left until Christmas, which means like 10 or 11 days until "Winter" break. We donated most of our Thanksgiving break (we can say that one because it's not "offensive") to the small fund of, I don't know.... 2 FULL WEEKS OF CHRISTMAS,!!!!! YES! SCORE! SNOW! Skiing, Sledding, Skating GALORE. I love winter, it's my favorite season. And YES, I do love the cold. Shudder in my glory.

Too bad Tom fervently refuses to use the snowblower and then complains about shoveling the walks. Your problem, not mine, buddy.

Our house is officially decorated now--practically teeming with little santas (I SWEAR they look innocent in the daytime, but are relentlessly evil and freakish in the dark). As my dear friend said today at lunch, yes, it DOES look like it came out of a magazine. Hey, that's what you get when you have an interior designer for a mom. I'm not complaining. I would take a picture of our tree if I had a camera...but.... I don't have a camera. And Tom has TWO but HE won't SHARE it. *Stick tongue out childishly here* It seems like I have no resources at all except this computer (thank HEAVENS)...and....my radio? Sheesh. Pitiful. We don't even get the newspaper anymore.

I'm done blabbering for now, and some scones are calling me from upstairs, so goodbye, for now.... :)

PS: My sister Caroline made a new blog called "Tell Us Another Joke!" about her seriously insane like A.D.D physics teacher. Check it out here, it's really funny.

Live Puppy Stream

****** NEW !!! 12/03/08 I took off the puppy stream because it took so long to load, (it used to be right here) but you can still see it right above my playlist at the bottom of this page.

I added a live puppy stream to my blog at the bottom of this page....and here if you are too lazy to look. It's an actuall live stream of the inside of a puppy kennel. Watch you favorites play and chase their tails 24 hours a day. And live a sad and pitiful life, if you really wish to spend your time that way. No, but really, it's a nice way to see puppies with out allergies or cleaning up poop, or even getting up at 4 AM to run your little scrump out the door to do their business. Enjoy and please, don't obsessise over it. I know it's addicting, but we must learn to resist.

So I've been victimized!

If you have been victimized, then fill out the following form -copy or paste, whatever - post it on your blog, and then capture others!

WISHES
1. To go to college and be an educated adult.
2. To stand up for what I believe in-- EVEN WHEN IT'S HARD!!
3. To live an eventful and meaningful life.
4. To show those I love that I love them.

DESTINATIONS
1. Rio De Janeiro
2. Rome
3. Paris
4. Tokyo

CAREERS
1. Writer
2. Graphic Design Artist/Marketer
3. Photographer
4. Professional Dancer

VICTIMS
1. Olivia
2. Flan
3. Emily
4. Caroline

So Beat the Drums 'cause We're So Thoroughly Mod-ern Mil-lie Now!

Come see my play!!! I don't know if you can see the dates and stuff in this picture (if you can't just click on it) but it's November 13-17 each night (but Sunday) in the East High Auditorium at 7 pm. My school is at 840 South 1300 East. The show is called Thoroughly Modern Millie and it's a 20's styled show. IT'S SO COOL AND WAY FUN, everybody should see it. Tickets are $5 and it's full of family friendly fun and comedy. Today we just had a performance for the elementary schools and it actually went really well, except for a little prop trouble...heh heh. Yeah somebody missed their cue for raising some windows out of the way of moving doors so they broke right before intermission. But that was ALL that went wrong! It still rocked and was by far the best performance (counting like dress rehersals and all). When I was walking home today I passed the Uintah kids all playing during recess and some of them ran over pressing their faces against the fence yelling "HEY WE SAW YOU AT THE PLAY!" or "YOU GUYS WERE REALLY GOOD!". Just little things that make you feel good, you know.

9 More days!

An Update

Did everybody enjoy their Halloween? I had a blast. Yes, I actually went to the Masquerade at East.

Oh my gosh, I've been wanting to write about this for a few days, but It's been the end of the term and I've been super busy....

Anyway, in biology a few days ago we were examining live goldfish under microscopes to be able to see a cell in full function. The sequence went in this order:

Take one happy healthy goldfish in a beaker and prepare it next to your microscope. Get a clean paper towel barely BARELY wet and wrap it the 'hotdog' way so it's an inch wide.

This is the gross part:

You then quickly grab the goldfish out of the beaker and cup it in your hand (don't let it flip and drop) while your partner holds out the paper towel strip. You carefully lay the goldfish near the top of the piece of towel and wrap it slowly and gently into a litle goldfish burrito. It's tail should be sticking slightly out so you can shove it under the microscope to see the cells in it's fin. This all has to be done before your fish dies. If it dies, then the teacher would flunk you. Automatically.

But that doesn't mean that kids are carefull with their goldfish -- right next to me I saw a group drop (accidentally) their fish repeatedly on the counter. It was REALLY sad to watch, but better then what happened near the end of the class period. This girl named...we'll call her Julie...kept picking the poor fish out of the water by it's tail between her fingernails and then dropping it back in. At the end of the ordeal, I couldn't exactly tell what she was doing because she was facing away from me and blocking the view of the glass but some others who were near her asked, "What are you doing to that? Did you just kill it." No answer. But later the teacher saw that it was dead, floating in it's beaker that was studiously placed next to everybody's healthy just used fish. He didn't know who ever did it. It was terrible.

Well, everything is moving on like normal. Some things are boring, some more exciting. Bleh, it's the end of the term soon and I should go get on my homework now. Sigh, highschool really sucks sometimes.

Yes yes yes yes!

THERE ARE ONLY 33 DAYS LEFT!!!! AHHHHHHH!! Yes, I'm counting down. And you should be too, if you're not. I can't possibly wait it's going to be so unbelievably AWESOME.

If you have no idea what I'm talking about, shame on you and I'm disbanding/un-friending you. Forever.

AHHHHHHHHHH!!!

As you may or may not know:

My sister is living at our house. It would be way fun except that she has two kids under 3 and babysitting is much needed 24/7. All the time. But the upside is that we have gourmet food like every night. I know she would beg to differ from this statement, but hey, it's gourmet for us.


We also got a new puppy! Her name is Maggie and she's a three month old purebred German Shepard. She has a black face and back and she is adorable and amazingly gentle. I didn't name her and "Maggie" wasn't my first choice but......meh. Too late, it seems. I call her when she's being annoying. My mom doesn't approve. Not "lady-like" enough? Heh it's my mom's first girl dog and she doesn't know what to expect.

Enough musing, I'm getting back to the facts. German Shepards are born with both ears down -- the eventually stand up on their own, sometimes one is up and one down for a week or two. When we got Maggie she was like that but now they are both up. She's not as fluffy as the show german shepards that appear first in your google image search, those are American bred GS'. Maggie is a real German GS, and her back doesn't arch down like those fancy shmancy ones, but I don't really like that anyway. I'm really excited because GS' are known for their eagerness to help so you can train them to do virtually anything from bringing in the groceries to helping a blind man out of bed. Famous handicap helper dogs. Yeah, Maggie is going to be my happy supertrain dog. She is SO bringing in the groceries by next year. I'm counting down the days.


I promise I'll get pictures of her on AHY SAP, but my phone got stolen so I can't take them by my own resources.


Oh yeah, so my phone was stolen. At school. During dance. It REALLY sucks. It's just like getting it taken away by a parent but you can't see the light of ever getting it back and it's more expensive. And you loose your contacts. Heh, at least I can look back on that one OCD post last Christmas all about it and mourn.


My parents are out of town right now, they just got back from a trip to Sun Valley, came home for 18 hours and then left for Wisconsin (there now). They'll come back after that and then leave like a week later for ARKANSAS of all places. Buisness trips for my mom, I assume.

So yeah, it's pretty hectic here. With babysitting nephews to potty training pups, we got it all.

Happy Birthday to my Old Man and Gal

This is just a short "shout out" (shudder) to my dad on his birthday, and my mom for her birthday ten days ago;

Thanks for all the times in St. George and hanging out on the weekend! Have a great day, Dad.

You are so awesome mom, no matter how many times you ground me (heh.) You are definitely the most talented person I have ever met, you could do whatever for your career and totally serve anyone else. You are a great role model and sorry I didn't post a congrats before.

Happy Birthday again!

My New Blogger

I'm losing my mind because nobody in the whole world EVER READS THIS BLOG! Yep, all the visits are mostly from me changing and editing my background or something.

I think I'm going to cry.

Please please please please COMMENT so at least I know that you have been here and it's not just my imagination! I'm going insane.

And I TOOK OFF THE BUTTERFLIES if that really bugged you. Besides, I know that you secretly love my new background because I sure as heck do.

Comment, please! Sometime soon!

Chow.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand ---

WE BROKE 1,000 VISITS! Whoo hoo! Many thanks to everybody who has ever read my blog. And to anybody who hasn't looked at my blog ever or within the last month, you should be shuffling your feet and twisting your thumbs while I hunt you down to kill you.

Have a nice evening!

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So I didn't do that whole thing about highschool. Big deal. Look, time's a little tight around here. It's kinda hard to get on blogger everyday.

But I will try to get on as much as possible.

Does anybody know what skype is? I've used it before and it's WAY fun. You see, because my firend Olivia moved to Costa Rica, we have to find SOME way to connect to her. Besides, even if we can call her for free, it still ain't as fun. Skype is like MSN messenger but instead of typing and seeing somebody's picture, you actually are TALKING (not through some dorky microphone or a headset hopefully) to the person on a camera as their [MOVING] face is talking live back to you. WAY awesome. And easier to communicate, too. In that way, you can REALLY see how the person is doing, by their facial expressions and surroundings than rather the usuall

LOL k like it's ok.

Jeeze.

Also, I'm in the drama club and in the school play. WAY fun. Looking forward to it. It's "Thoroughly Modern Millie". It was written about ten years ago but it takes place in the 1920's. All the freshman can only be part of the ensamble, but it ROCKS anyway to be a part of it.

I'm also trying out for the East High track team. After a little running experiment in gym on friday, I realized how much I really loved running. Sprinting, I should say, I CAN NOT do cross country. But anyway, I forgot all about my running days at Uintah Elementary. Hah, I beat ALL those boys back then. Yeah, so somebody told me in gym that I had to join track, and I easily agreed. I'll post more on it when I get more details.

Piano just got back from it's summer break. SIGH. It's all back to the usuall now. I think I'm going to cry. . .

Caroline and I are doing another two piano duet again. The last one at our recital was a big hit. Megan (the teacher) said that all the little kids in their lessons after that wanted to be like "those really good red-head twins" someday. I'm also learning a song called "Dancing on the (Berlin) Wall by David Lanz - he's that guy that did Cristofori's Dream. I know. Here's a video of somebody playing it so you can hear. It's kinda a grim happy. It's about the wall coming down. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4z6QHPLOncc and C.D. if you really are that bad with remembering famous songs. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBfFI-Xdrvs

And my other first dance class of this new semester is starting tomorrow. I'm taking dance at school, once a week at VT and twice a week at TDC. Pretty fancy, Eh?

I told you I was busy.

Anywho, the other day, I was staring blandly out the window of geography when I saw a little van pull up in front of the school. Two little girls no more than 10 or 12 jumped out and started running around and screaming. Then a Mom stepped out looking rather flushed herself, taking pictures of all the place. After a while they got back in the car and drove away. Everybody in the room who wasn't a freshman took one look, grunted, and got back to work. I wonder how much of this we are to endure?

Caroline's Sweet 16th Brithday Party -- The Slip-and-Slide!

Highschool

FINALLY HERE!!! Woohoo. Yep folks, I now officially attend the United States #1 (next to Forks) most POPULAR high school. From my geography classroom we can see the front though our windows and my teacher said that sometimes you can see cars that pull up full of screaming little 10 year old girls who jump out and run around like maniacs taking pictures. But that's another story.

Moving on -- here is my scheduale:
A Day
1. Dance
2. Geometry
3. French
4. Seminary

B Day
1. Geography
2. PE Skills
3. Biology
4. Language Arts

A Day is by FAR my favorite day. Today was my second day of school, so I have experienced both days once. The classes are SO MUCH BETTER THAN MIDDLE SCHOOL YOU CANNOT BELIEVE IT AND YES I AM YELLING IF IT SEEMS THAT WAY BECAUSE I AM TYPING IN CAPITALS.

Things are way fun. Je'Taime françis! I can't wait to go back to the A Day tomorrow!

I hope to write every day, by the way. I think I mentioned that a few posts ago. Ah well.

Oh and in that picture at the top, you'll notice in HSM3 if you see it, the EAST HIGH SCHOOL sign thing will be different. I've seen it--It has like the New Mexico flag on either side.

The second picture is my cafeteria. Fo Sho. The thing behind the main actors is presently hanging in our big gym. I think that Disney gave it to us (they actually did a lot for us, like souping up our sound systems and painting our lockers -- hey, as a treat I'll get a picture of Sharpay's locker for you, it's particularly a preppy pink and right next to the counseling center) Yes, any of you random people who googled Highschool Musical for any bit of information and got this post, it's the EXACT GYM that ZAC EFFRON STOOD AND FILMED ALL YOUR FAVORITE BASKETBALL SCENES IN. Gag. Yeah in gym today I was just sitting on the bleachers, while the coach was talking about the disclosure, and staring at the floor remembering all the movie cameras and California directors running around between shots and squirting Effron so he looked like he was all sweaty and sexy (details on that a few posts back). Weird memories. Well, I've been droning on about that movie for a few paragraphs now so I figure it's time to shut up. Oh well.

Happy Birthday Hudson!

Happy Birthday Caroline (on the 7th)

Sorta same biz as Max, but I have your professional ones on here too! Happy B-Day! Loves!

You are sorta in this one...

Happy Birthday Max (on the 6th)

Happy Birthday little buddy! As your present, I have made you a little collage of all the pictures of you on my phone:

One of my favorite new songs

Has anybody seen the movie "The Phantom of the Opera"? That is one of my favorites of all time! I love the music, the actors, every thing. The girl who plays Christine Dae (Di-AYE [French, I believe]), Emmy Rossum is one of the most talented singers I have ever seen. Or heard rather. Anyway, she was 16 when she started Phantom and now she's 20 with a new album completely seperate from the movie. One of her songs, "Slow Me Down" is completely accapella. The song about trying to “find a respite from all the craziness,” is made up of more than 150 different parts and harmonies, every one of them sung by Emmy herself, including, in some cases, the percussion. It's so cool, and her music video is awesome. Slow Me Down is at the bottom of my playlist if you want to hear it. The music video is at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C0eGe-VV7I8. She also has her own website at emmyrossum.com and she puts funny photos on there of her personal life...