Reign Supreme

Previously, I had posted about Pet Peeve #1. There is a new Reigning Champ overthrowing the original pet peeve #1 of misspelled business names.

New Pet Peeve #1

If there is one thing in life that just makes me so mad it would be, people leaving during a closing song of a church meeting, conference or broadcast. It's so disrespectful to get up during a song and walk out. It's like those people think the extra 47 seconds of jump time will allow them to avoid traffic or that they must leave because they are late for an extremely important meeting with their couch or cell phone. If that's where your priorities are, then don't come to the church meeting in the first place. Or do they think that actually being present for the song and prayer is not a requirement, that they just can't be bothered to sit still for another 2 min? What ever the reason may be, it's not going to be a good enough one for me or anyone else with a sense of common courtesy and respect.

I spy a...

So the other night, a friend and I happened upon a book at a favorite literary mega store, at first glance the book seemed crass, insensitive and unrefined. At second glance the book was still crass, insensitive and unrefined, but was actually super hilarious despite the irreverance. This is what we saw,
Inside, on these crass pages was the secret world of douchebags and their trophy girls. Some girls, myself excluded, are strangely attracted to douchebags. Very cute and attractive women are lowering their standards and hanging out and dating these idiots. Why? Who knows? That knowledge still hasn't been uncovered. The entire book has countless pictures straight from myspace to prove it.

"A douchebag, what is that?" I hear the cry of confusion. This is my interpretation of said 'bag':

A guy who:

is semi attractive (in the worldly sense)

spends countless hours, grooming ie, body waxing, eyebrow tweezing, hair gelling, and tanning bed going

goes to the gym to get his daily dose of muscle milk and to pick up on hot chicks with tight little bodies

could at any point in their life wear a hat tilted at a perfect 10 degree angle

spends at least $250 on jeans and an additional $100 on the perfect slightly weathered, and oh so "original" muscle bearing t-shirt.

most likely could wear a leather cuff or have other such outfit accessories

loves to take pictures of himself on his blackberry, and send them to the 8 hot chicks he met at the club last night. Said pictures usually involve some sort of "sexy face," and the caption "u R so hott I can't stop thinking about u"

This listing is in no way complete nor all encompassing. There are so many different types of 'bags' that a book should be written about it, oh wait someone did write a book about it. My challenge to all of you is to ask yourself these simple questions:

Are there douchebags in my life I need to get rid of?
How many 'bags' can I spy at the gym, today?
How can I help rid the world of these 'men' and make the world a safer place to live in?

Extreme case of douchebaggery

Birthday Wishes Do Come True...

Saturday was my super good friend's birthday, she too has turned the blessed age of 26. We are kindred spirits, like unto Anne and Diana. Her birthday wish was to go to the BYU football game and to watch BYU bring home the victory. The stars, or at least all the cougar fans, were aligned and they did win with an astounding shut out over UCLA.

Moral of the story: birthday wishes do come true.

Skool is Kool

Pet Peeve #1:

Names of businesses spelled incorrectly on purpose.

For Example:

Skool Days
a pre-school and day care center
Hmm, maybe we should teach the kids how to spell the word that describes their learning location for the next 13 years, correctly.

Have you any examples of my Pet Peeve #1?

Labored Today...

So, I have a secret. A secret talent that is. I can edge and cut in like a professional. You say, "that's a strange secret talent," but nay, it's a very useful one. I can paint a room and only tape off the baseboards. All you need to have this secret talent is a steady hand and the secret weapon, Purdy. It's true, you can all have such skills with the proper tools. Such as this one...

Sorry you'll have to get your own Purdy, I don't lend. Yes, she is that precious to me.

My Purdy did so great today in the Labor Day Extravaganza of painting my bedroom. She, Purdy that is, helped me paint my room the most lovely shade of "Dark Storm Cloud."

Final pics will be posted when the room is fully decorated and put back together.