The Taste is Gonna Move You!

I must not be feeling well because I went to the West Valley Wal-Mart two days in a row during lunch. Anyone who has been to this particular Wal-Mart, or really any Wal-Mart for that matter, knows how painfully slow checking-out is. While standing in the never-ending line today I decided to inspect all the different types of gum at the stand and one caught my eye.

Juicy Fruit.

I instantly remembered the smell and the taste (the whole 3 seconds that it lasts) and had to have it.   I couldn't leave the store without it.  I have no idea why Juicy Fruit makes me happy Something good must have happened while chewing it.

The jingle got in my head and I was singing it all afternoon.  Enjoy.

Deee-troit Basket-baaall

At last year's Pistons vs. Jazz game Lindsay was my backup so I felt like I could cheer for the opposing team in a crowd full of crazy Jazz fans. This year I was on my own. And since the people surrounding us looked a little suspect, I decided it wasn't in my best interest to show my true colors. I just cheered on the inside and clapped the tiniest claps you've ever seen. I'm not sure where my Pistons went wrong, but it did not end well for them.

Bonus of the night: I saw a 98 year old man shake what his mama gave him to "Sexy Back" and a 91 year old woman do the splits. I couldn't make that crap up.

Idol Thoughts

Two things...

1. How adorable is David Archuleta? I think he really is humble and sincere, unlike Melinda Dolittle last season. Oh, and the boy can sing!

2. What's up with Simon's thumb to the temple thing? It's like his giving himself one moose antler.

Hindsight

This weekend I spent a little time in the Land of the Cougars.  A lot of things in my life feel up in the air right now and being back there brought back a lot of memories from the last 7 1/2 years.

Before graduating I did an internship at the mall and have been thinking a lot lately about an amazing woman I worked with there. Her name is Peggy (I sometimes liked to call her Lil' Peggs). She is an older woman who has worked at customer service part-time since her husband passed away. She is the most genuinely good person I've ever met - always smiling and always positive. She truly did love me and being far away from home at a confusing time in my life, her caring for me was a blessing. She invited me over for dinner, sometimes drove me home from work so I wouldn't have to take the bus, and taught me how to make the most delicious fudge you'll ever taste.

So when Annie and I decided to have lunch at the mall on Saturday, I was hoping I would find Lil' Peggs there. I did and I hadn't realized how much I've missed her. She gave me a big hug and told me how much she thinks about me and hopes that I'm happy. Those are never a bad things to hear.

I was only out in the mall for 15 minutes and ran into another old friend. He was in line in the food court and I almost walked right past him before he was able to get my attention. We worked for BYU's Sport & Dance camps one summer (which was more fun than I gave it credit for) and I hadn't seen him in a couple years.

There is a point to this sappy post, which is this: I know I always knock on Utah, but the truth is I really have had a lot of fun, made great friends and learned a lot about who I am while I've been here.  Utah's not so bad.

Oh Boy

We all know how easily I become obsessed with things.  What she said.

Relationships Are About Give and Take

Dear Internet,

I know that you feel like you have all the power in this relationship because, well, I can't live without you, but do you have to exert that power daily?  I get it.  I recognize and fully admit that you have the upper hand.  Now could you please stop torturing me and work for more than five minutes every other day?

Love,

Stephanie

Unaware

Did anyone else notice the giant picture of me with my MacBook at the bottom of my blog?  How long was that there?

I Dedicate This Post to Drugs.

Oh boy. Do I have a story for you! I'll try to put the experience into words, but I know there is no way I can do it justice.

I have three words for you: Har Mar Superstar. I'm sure they mean nothing to you. In fact, they meant nothing to me - until last night. But today those three words mean "I don't know what just happened."

Last night Emily, Chelsea and I went to the Sia show at the Avalon Theater and Har Mar Superstar was one of her opening acts. One of the first things he said to us was, "We're going to blow your mind. In ways you don't even realize." He was not joking. My mind was blown (not in a good way) and I'm still trying to figure out what happened.

Let me outline a few details in an attempt to help you understand the experience.

• He is the spitting image of Ron Jeremy. Gross.
• He was wearing silver shoes (with velcro), white pants that were too tight, several shirts and a vest with fringe.
• He did a move that I've only seen break dancers do.
  
• He did a booty shake Shakira-style too many times to count.
• He busted out a body roll too many times to count.
• He ran is hands through his long, curly, sweaty hair like a model posing for the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue.
• He removed an article of clothing every three or four songs.
• He said the words, "I dedicate this song to drugs."
• He danced with a stuffed snake multiple times.
• He plucked and sprinkled.
• By the end of his show he was in his underwear, socks and silver velcro shoes only.

For a full 30 minutes my mouth hung wide open in shock. I could not comprehend what was happening. In fact I kept saying, "What is happening right now?". Emily and Chelsea could not provide an answer. I'm afraid I might have PTSD. I will never get those thirty minutes back.

This video is fairly safe but be warned: You will never get these three minutes and thirty-three seconds back.

On the flip side, Sia was absolutely amazing. Her voice is brilliant. It's kind of hard to believe such a big voice comes out of such a little body. She's slightly crazy, but in a good way.

In fact, I enjoyed her so much that she almost made me forget the horrific scenes of Har Mar. Almost.

Be sure to check out Emily and Chelsea's blogs for their versions of the story.

Not Quite Hilarious...

...But still good.

Here is Jimmy Kimmel's revenge for this video.

Again, still not suitable for parents or those offended by language.

Best Thing I Saw All Day

Where'd Everybody Go?

It's 5:10 and I just took my headphones off to discover that nearly everyone in my area is gone. Did I miss a memo or something?

Upsetting the Fans

I got an email from YouTube today notifying me that someone had commented on my banana challenge video.  I had to laugh at how upset this random person was with my effort (or lack of) to complete the challenge.

"you took forever, i just did 2 in 40 seconds, i didnt go for the 3 minutes yet but i definatly could do it, you didnt even try."

Sometimes I forget that this thing called the internet isn't just for me and those who read my little blog.

Quote of the Week

Brought to you by Rob & Big.

After Big Zeus crashed his bike on the ramp.

Rob: "He just blew his nuts out."

BB: "His nuts are shot."

Rob: "He just blew his nuts out."

BB: "Dude, check...your balls."

I'm laughing so hard right now.

Don't Know What You've Got 'Til Its Gone

Lately I've been complaining about a co-worker that likes to give me two thumbs up.  I kid you not, every. single. time he comes to my desk he flashes me the double thumbs before walking away.  But this afternoon he took it to a whole new level.  

The fist pound.  "Bones", if you will.

After nearly completing a report he was working on for me, he came over to point out a potential problem neither of us had noticed up to that point.  I gave some words of praise and then there it was.  His fist outstretched toward me.  I may have recoiled slightly and tried to control the looks of simultaneous fear and disgust that I'm sure were creeping across my face.  

I wanted to shout, "Weren't 'Way to go!' and 'Nice catch!' good enough for you?!  Why do we need to pound fists? That requires touching. PLEASE, for the love, just give me the double thumbs up!!".  

But there was no way around it.  I slowly raised my own fist and we bumped knuckles.

I'm praying the double thumbs are back tomorrow.

I Got Worked

Looks like I have some competition!

Isn't it supposed to be a mitten?

Check out the Google Analytics version of what Michigan looks like.
Looks like we'll no longer be able to explain where we're from by holding up our right hand and pointing...

Lackluster Blog

I was on a roll.  In January I posted a record-breaking 28 times.  So far in February it has been 18, which is above average.  That lovin' feeling for my blog, which was once lost, had returned.

But then seasons four and five (and now six) of Dawson's Creek came along and hijacked my life. Not to mention major life decisions reared their ugly little heads and I've been forced to put effort into sending them packing. Although I must say I'm slightly impressed with how I've been able to avoid real life while still fulfilling basic day-to-day responsibilities.  Its not as easy as you'd think.

Whatever the reasons (the creek, life decisions, allowing time to recover from the banana video) my dear blog has been neglected and I don't like it.

I think I'm back on the blogging train.

Happy Valentine's Day...

...I guess.

Quote of the Week

Brought to you by Rob & Big.

"This chair is not massive ass certified."  - Big Black

Apologies for the language, but it was too funny.

Yesterday's News

I will be homeless by March.  

Maybe I can live in my car like that kid from American Idol.  I'm sure it will be good times.