Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Toes

Apparently I'm really popular on the INet. Somehow I ended up searching for myself (my INet aliases, really) on Google and I rank pretty high. So does my blog. It ranks higher than any of my friends's blogs, I think. Google gives it a PageRank of 2? It was higher than that. Anyhow! I was really surprised to see how high I ranked on Image Search too. Last time I checked any of this I was way down at the bottom with obscure search terms like "color pages that are made out for you." These days Swedes can type in Def Leppard lyrics and find my blog in a flash. Cool, huh?

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

A nickel (spoken with gravity).

What I wouldn't give to have a copy of Kyrie Eleison so I could sing it in the shower. That would be so boss, dude.

But the point of this is that nobody I've spoken to knows what a severed elk leg looks like and I'll never get around to writing about half the things I say I'm gonna write about.

As far as the severed elk leg goes, I saw it on the ground in Riley's Canyon last week and I took a picture of it. When I tried to tell a large group of people about it today, nobody knew what in tarnation I was talking about. Here's the picture, for illustrative purposes:



Now for handling the lies! It's not like I mean to mislead anyone. I just make lots of promises I can't keep. Examples: My PSAT score; I didn't write about it until ma petite chou said something that jogged my memory. I once promised a tirade against silverware and all foods except raw fish. Never got around to it. I don't think I really need to, but it might be fun someday. Just a few days ago, I told ya'll that I'd write about my rock epiphany. I'd love to tell the world, but I don't think I'm quite ready. I think that sort of goes back to my "I know how to write!" post. I found what I'm supposed to write about. I know how to write about it. I just think I need to hold it in a little longer. Until the time is right or whatever.

Y'know, I've been thinking loads recently about what my future's going to look like. I want to go to CalTech and get an engineering degree, but I seem to be realizing that even though I'm good at engineering and I like building stuff, my heart may just not be in it. I realized I'm probably going to be just like my uncle. He went to BYU, got an engineering degree, and ended up in the film business. [Note - he's working on some film named Gentleman Broncos. I think he's the gaffer for this one.] That's exactly what's going to happen to me. I'm going to get accepted to CalTech, but I'm going to end up going to BYU for some lame reason and graduate with a degree in chemical engineering (or whatever degree teaches you how to write network protocols). Then I'm going to become a mildly successful comedian or artist or something. Imagine that! RT as an artist! It boggles even my brain. Now, I love doing stand-up, but I don't know if I could do that for a living. I don't think my dreams of rockroll stardom will ever come true either. I used to know this dude who was the bassist in this band called Breaking Point. He really sort of hated it because he had to travel so much and do all the shows and be away from his wife and kids and friends. I love travel loads, but I don't like being away from my friends and family and stuff.

Aurora Borealis comes in view!
Aurora comes in view!
And I ran!
I ran so far away!
I ran all night and day!
Gotta get away...

It's sort of fun to write with music in the background. I better stop now, though, because I bet I'll get carried away if I'm not careful.

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Ooh, comfortably numb!

Did anyone realize that Smash Mouth is still around? I just found out that they are, and I'm gonna be major pissed if it turns out somebody knew and didn't tell me.

When I was a little kid, MTV wasn't polluted by crap like Crystal Castles. [Courtship Dating is one of the worst music videos I've ever seen.] It was still what I like to call "cool." I remember sitting on on the floor in my parents's room in late 97 (maybe early 98) and the music video of "Walkin' on the Sun" came on. That song, that video, have been prime forces in my life since then. I'll never forget the image of the band sprawled on the pavement. (And before anyone asks, I remember when "All Star" was cool too.)

I think later I'll write about my rock epiphany.

Sunday, October 5, 2008

I approve this message!



I was able to spend the last hour NOT refreshing Blogger. Amazing, hein? It was accomplished through the power of fine art. You see, I'm a photographer. It's fun. It's my hobby. As I've said before, I take pictures because it's pictures. So what I was doing was looking through my old photos and my Flickr to see if I had any good material lying around for deviantArt. I found some good stuff. I think three things to put on dA and one to put on Flickr. Hey, it doesn't hurt to go look. It takes all of fifteen minutes to look at every single thing I have on dA. I know; I just did it. Just go to the Gallery, go to page two, and... nah. I'll just give you a link. Above the picture there's a little link that says "back" and one that says "forward." Just keep clicking on those and you'll get through all of it pretty quickly.

I love self-promotion!