RAGBRAI

I've been planning to go with some friends on this bike ride, but it was a lottery so we weren't guaranteed a spot, but we just found out we got in! Hooray! Register's Annual Great Bike Ride Across Iowa, here we come!

*update* I just saw on the website that:

Barenaked Ladies to Kick-off RAGBRAI in Council Bluffs

What could pump you up more for a 450 mile bike ride than the Barenaked Ladies? Wow. It just keeps getting better...

I might also add that once when I was in the hospital my Grandpa asked me if I wanted anything and for some reason I wanted a Barenaked Ladies cd. He has never let me forget that I made an old man walk into a music store and ask for the Barenaked Ladies.

I can see you...

After hearing from more than one source that Twitter was so awesome for freelance networking, I joined as an experiment. I'm hoping it will change my life, but we'll see. Twitter is everything I hate about facebook, except that the people I follow don't have to accept my following, although apparently it does alert them when someone starts following them. The one downside is how creepy it is to get emails saying people are following me.


I will say that after I took Holly's advice to change my facebook language to pirate, it changed my facebook life. I love getting emails from ye olde facebook now. It makes everything hilarous. No more lame wall comments for me.

Oranges and Graphic Design

Although it has been at least 7 years since this website for The Chopping Block was "live," I still periodically get the really annoying song about oranges and graphic design in my head. It is by They Might Be Giants, and might not be annoying if it had more than two lines. The only song that gets in my head that I hate worse is the song some guy made us learn the one year I went to yearbook camp about everyone pulling the load:

"Those who believe achieve,
those who believe achieve,
gotta get up early in the morning
'cause we all pull the load."

He was teaching us how much easier it is to learn things to songs. I totally believe that. If only he had been teaching me something I actually wanted to remember.

If your curiosity is getting the best of you, here is the link to the oranges website. But I warn you, click at your own risk.

This is my hat now! Totally my hat.

I asked my dad if they had a spare lawnmower I could borrow for the summer. Our landlord is a bit neglectful and I like mowing the lawn. They do have a regular push mower but before they came my dad called and said, you like exercising and antiques, right? And they brought this awesome mower my grandpa got at a yard sale for $5.
I like it. It took me 1.75 hours to do half the lawn, but it is really long right now so hopefully it will be better in the future. I think my neighbors feel bad for me and my roommate said I was crazy, but I think it is really funny. And I work out every day anyway. I might as well spend the time doing something productive. Like mowing our weedy yard.

SUPERCROSS!

Saturday my parents and brother came to Salt Lake for the Supercross race. Super fun. It was raining so the practices were canceled (which was lame) but we spent time in the "pit party" and the races were great.
Dad, Drew and I with Davey Milsap. I was rooting for Milsap because we took this picture (I totally wanted our picture to be with the winner!) but he got third. Really far behind James Stewart and Chad Reed's battle for the win. Respectable I guess.
Me and the cardboard cut-out of Ryan Villipoto. According to some lady he really is as ugly as you would think in real life. She also said Chad Reed isn't as hot as you would expect. Good to know.
Toyota did have a stand for "dirt-toos," but Drew and I actually had our faces run over by a stray motorcycle.
There were some huge flame throwers right in front of our seats that put out more black smoke than I've ever seen before. In circles. Amazing. If anyone is looking for a way to cut down carbon emissions, I know a good place to start...James won, of course. Chad pulled in second. It was a great battle, then one of James' team mates that was being lapped tried to take out Chad and got a black flag. It was fun to see the race live. Thanks Dad!

Murdoch Family Reunion

We had a fun family reunion with the Murdoch's a few weeks ago.

It started with Drew buying the biggest dog ever from the Flying J. I love the deli at the Flying J. I always get a regular corn dog. Drew was debating between this thing and the giant pork leg.
My uncle Brad made some hats and milk bottles with the logo from the old Murdoch family dairy. I would like my embroidery done on a bowling shirt instead of a hat. We have enough family. We could have a sweet bowling team (maybe if I weren't on it...I'm a horrible bowler)
Then, how can I not post a picture of the kittens?

SLC = FUN!

My roommate Cassie and I (and all the local kids) hit up the free museum night at the Utah Natural History Museum at the U.

The Raptor is the Utah State Dinosaur.
Toadally Frogs!

dreams

My bedroom window faces our neighbor's door. They leave their porch light on all night. Although I close my blinds, there is a tiny crack on the edge that lines up perfectly with where my head is when I'm in bed so that the actual light bulb is blaring into my eye when I'm trying to sleep. I don't know why they leave the light on all night. I try to move over in my bed but I just can't escape it. The other night I had a half awake/half asleep kind of dream that I was super mad about it and was trying to take a picture of the light in my window so I could post it on my blog and show everyone how horrible it is that I have to sleep with this light bulb shining on my face. It must have been the worst revenge I could think of, posting about it on my blog. When I woke up in the morning I really thought I had taken the picture. But I hadn't. And they still leave the light on.

I recently lost a necklace I really want to find and I dream all the time that I find it around my neck. That I'm wearing it. But when I wake up and check I am never wearing it. What does that mean?! Where is my necklace?

Dwight speaks the truth.

I went to a rock climbing gym last week for barely an hour and for like four days afterward this quote kept running through my head. Not because I was rejected, but because I could barely move my arms and fingers. I hate being a wimp.

Sharing some knowledge

I was finally forced into buying a new laptop a couple of weeks ago because my poor Powerbook G4 can not install a bunch of the CS4 package I have and needed to use. I have been using both laptops for a while because I was trying to find a firewire cord to use the Migration Assistant to put my files/folders from my old laptop to the new one. Then I learned (thanks cole) that the firewire spot in the MacBook Pro is a different shape than old firewires. So I called Apple and they said I could use an ethernet cord. So I've been trying to use that but it didn't work and I called Apple AGAIN and after half an hour learned that the old Migration Assistant on Tiger can't work with any cord besides the firewire. They do make a firewire cable with the new end on one side and the old one on the other but to get one I would have to change out of my pajamas. And find it. And buy it. And when else would I ever use that cord? So I am just putting the files on my external hard drive and transferring them myself. Which is kind of lame, since I thought all this technology would make it so easy to switch.

On a related topic, if anyone wants to buy a 4 year old Powerbook G4 that works perfectly, I know where you can buy one.