Balancing help, or total rip off?

Years ago I was introduced to this contraption called an indo board by these shady snow boarders. Let me just quickly paint this picture for you: my friend takes me to a house in Sugar House where in the living room is a large group of snow boarder/pot head/bums. There is a couple making out in a love sac, a dude playing the guitar, another gent playing the bongo drums, someone “rapping” along, and finally, a fellow on an indo board. For those of you unfamiliar with indo boards, it is basically a piece of wood fashioned into a board which is placed upon a cylinder and used to practice balance. Supposedly it is really good for your abs too because the balancing works those core muscles.

The other day I remembered the magical indo board and decided to look into buying one. I figure while I am sitting around watching TV I could pull out my indo board and work on my balance. Turns out they are ridiculously overpriced! We are talking $99.95 for what is essentially a wood plank and a PVC pipe. What the heck?! I have decided to channel my inner shop student to make myself an indo board. Add a little grip tape to the board and some duct tape to the pipe and Bob’s your Uncle, you have an indo board. Considering the fact that I once cut my finger open while slicing an avocado, I’ll probably have Uncle Rhemus help me so I don’t loose a finger all together. Wish me luck!

D.C., my love.

I have made a decision; a life altering one. I have decided to cut back on my diet coke intake. My addiction (previously just considered a love) is getting a little out of hand. I have decided that reducing the amount of caffine and chemicals that I pump into my body is probably a good idea.

Hey now, let’s not get crazy! I am not cutting it out entirely. I am just limiting myself so that I don’t drink it every single day and so I don’t depend on its refreshingly cool taste. As of now my plan is to allow myself diet coke upon one of four occasions:
1.Social gatherings.
2.Sporting Events.
3.When eating fast food (because the alternative orange-flavored crap is nasty).
4.If I am having an extra bad day and need a pick me up.

I feel a bit like an alcoholic setting parameters for my drinking. I feel good about this and maybe, just maybe (but not likely) someday I will cut it out entirely

Gang signs.

After a week of wearing Utah attire I am home from New Orleans. I was beginning to feel like I was in a gang from flashing the ‘U’ and yelling “Go Utes!” to every other Utah fan I passed on the streets of New Orleans. My feet are pretty excited about being able to rest and sleeping in my own bed last night was a thing of beauty. Every ache and pain was well worth it to see the Utes prove to the nation that we are #1!
I can’t even begin to put into words how amazing that game was and how it shut those Bama fans right up. There was probably a 4-1 ratio of Bama to Utes, but we were loud and proud and made the Superdome echo with chants of Utah pride. It was just so awesome to see this tiny section of Utah red making enough noise to fill that whole stadium while their crimson tide just sat there with little action.
For the most part, the Bama fans were nice enough. Wishing us good luck on the streets or being their simple hillbilly selves, but we had the rudest Bama fans sitting behind us. Seriously, these guys were the biggest a-holes I have encountered in ages. I didn’t feel the least bit sorry for standing up through the game and raising my arms in the air to sing the fight song. Their team lost. They can get over it.
I did start collecting pictures of white trash Bama fans early on in the trip, and I will share those with you now:

Sweet ponytail duuuude.


This was at the Superdome...this is how he chose to represent his team...


This dude was my fav. We actually chased him down to get this picture and told him we thought his "roll tide" was really clever and cool and just had to get a picture.


You know that fleece they sell at fabric stores with your team's logo on it? Yeah, well this guy made a blazer out of it.


You can't see too well, but this woman had a female mullet-like ponytail. She was classy.


This was up at the paraphanelia shop the day after the game.

More pictures are to follow. Pictures involving the actual game, Big easy sight seeing, and the wonder that is me.

Fist to the Face Friday.

I know I started my fist to the face Fridays 2 weeks ago and then forgot last week's, but in my defense I was busy having a post-Christmas nap day and I could not be interrupted to go to my parent's house to use their interweb. Be proud though because I am writing this blog from my hotel in New Orleans while I wait to go watch the Utes. That is dedication and I feel it makes up for last week's lameness.

Since I am here for the Sugar bowl, it should come as no surprise that I choose to punch all the 'Bama fan's in the face this week. I would like to take my fist and make their noses spew the crimson tide!!

Here is a perfect example:

How gross is this lady? She gives a whole new meaning to the phrase "roll tide".

GO UTES!!!

Should old acquaintance be forgot.

Oh, Snap! Another year is about to draw to and end, and I have been reflecting upon what happened in this loverly year and what I have accomplished and learned. 8 is my favorite number, so I was kind of hoping ’08 would be “my year”…it was a’ight, but I wouldn’t necessarily consider it my year. Maybe 2009? Anywhos, here is a month by month breakdown of my year, not to be confused with my year.

January- kicked off the new year by joining weight watchers. Bought a condo, painted and moved into it. Started my final semester of college.

February- Continued starvation on weight watchers. Had a wonderful Valentines date with Alice. Was left on the side of a mountain to die.

March- Remained hungry. Turned the big 2-3. Had a breakdown after a stranger showed up on my doorstep at 2 AM and scared the daylights out of me. Swore off men.

April- Yep, still depriving myself of food. Studied myself into a stupor in preparation for my math 1050 final. Lit someone’s microwave on fire. Received the most thoughtful gift anyone has ever given me.

May- 20 lbs lighter, but missing food. Walked down the big isle (Not wedding, graduation!). Started turning into an expert slacker. Had a really great Memorial day weekend.

June- Started eating normal people food again. Watched Wicket. Missed my hetero life partner. Walked to the Farmer’s market, was asked if I needed a ride 3 times and was called a hippie for doing so. Felt totally happy and content. Continued slacking. Nearly froze to death on a camping trip. Went to Vegas with the girls.

July- Slacking remained as did normal eating patterns. Spent all my free time by a pool. Bid farewell to Lacee. Had the lamest 4th of July of my life. Was pushed to my absolute end.

August- Stopped slacking. Learned A LOT about myself. Made many life changes. Swore off men again. Played lots of poker. Spent a fantastic weekend in San Fran with my lovelies. Got to see Bob Dylan live/danced like a hippie in the pouring rain to “like a rolling stone”.

September- Kept on with the life changes. Met tons of really amazing people/made lots of new friends. Got back in the swing of things.

October- Saw the scariest movie I have ever seen. Had lots of fun times. Carved some sweet pumpkins. Voted early. Dressed as a plyg. Celbrated one of the best Halloweens of all time.

November- Did lots of reading. Saw Barack become Pres. Had a monumentally lazy weekend after Thanksgiving. Had the most terrible cold of'08. Watched the Utes beat BYU.

December- Reveled in the snow. Did lots of shopping (for others and myself). Scheduled of a trip to New Orleans to see the Utes in the Sugar Bowl. Had a rather disappointing Christmas. Reflected upon the past year and really hoped for a really great one to come.

A special Christmas day message.

Merry Christmas

On this Christmas eve day, I would like to take a moment to wish all of you a Merry Christmas from myself and the cast of the greatest Christmas movie ever made.


Hopefully you were all good this year so that Santa will bring you all that your heart's desire. Merry Christmas!!!