Tuesday, March 6, 2012

A Hair Crush

Surprise, surprise. I should be studying for a fairly large grammar test…but I decided to blog about recent crush that I have developed.

I have be fortunate enough to blessed with naturally curly hair, and I hate it. It is such a pain! Straight hair is much easier to deal with. As a result I spend 10 minutes of my morning straightening my hair. Although I do try to wear it naturally as often as I can… it just doesn’t happen as often as I would like. The beast becomes too wild to tame with product, so I tame it with heat.

But lately I have been fascinated with Shaun White’s hair. He has a wild mane, but it always looks perfect. Whether he is spinning in the air, or just cruising around, his hair looks fantastic!



I only hope that my crazy curl can look as good as Shaun’s….. someday….

Sunday, December 4, 2011

If a Tree Falls in the Forest Does it Make a Sound?

On garbage day (Thursday) I awoke to the sounds of the wind storm raging outside my house. Upon awakening I was told that our neighbors giant pine tree had fallen across the road. I then put on my flannel and long johns and preceded to become a lumber jack.

Once I had opened the front door, I was accosted  by the force of the wind. My front door was thrown open as if a strong man had tried to push his way into the house. I immediately shut the door and ran to the nearest window to inspect the fallen pine. Sure enough it was covering the whole street.

I then decided to brave the insta-cold again and plunder through the outside. We ended up cutting down a couple pines besides my neighbor across the street. It was a fun morning. We also attached my Jeeps winch to my other neighbors tree. With every hurricane gust the root system of the three moved the ground upward 3 inches. If it had toppled over it would have taken out the corner of their house, though, thanks to my trusty Jeep it  didn’t. The mischievous side of me wanted to help the wind push it down….but I didn’t.

Then I traveled up to work on the treacherous freeway to work. What a blast!! I’m not kidding, I love driving in dangerous weather; snow, wind, rain. It makes driving so much more fun! Almost every freeway I passed closed as I got half way to my destination. Though, because of this I did get to take Legacy Highway and was able to witness a UPS delivery truck topple over. (Super cool, no one got hurt).

4 hours after I reached Ogden, the shops power  went off and I was able to return home to no power.  It is too much fun here in Bountiful tonight.  Its like a big camping trip, with huge tents that have camp fires inside.

Well I’m running low on battery power on my lap top. I better save the last of it to finish my final paper.

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Wednesday, November 9, 2011

How to Clean Your Glasses

I have been continuing my study on brown hat. And I have come to the conclusion that brown hat is amazing. She is truly one of a kind. I have often found myself just watching her in class. You are more than welcome to call me a stalker. But I wouldn’t call it stalking if the person you are stalking causes you to grimace in disgust while causing you to laugh at the same time.

There is one act which brown hat carries out daily which causes me daily amazement. She cleans her glasses. ( And yes, I did just let it slip that brown hat is a she).

Now, Brown hat cleans her glasses in a unorthodox way. The classic way to clean your glasses is to insert one spectacle half way into your mouth and exhale. Thus, emitting a thin layer of moist fog. The next classic motion is to wipe off the moist fog layer with a soft cloth, which normally ends up being the bottom hem of a shirt.

But not with Brown Hat. Brown Hat will insert the glasses all the way into her house. Close her lips all the way around the frames and then exhale. When she exhales, she will exhale with such force that she will emit a deep guttle sound from her throat. It almost sounds like she is about to hawk up a loogie.

And then she will repeat this process until she deems the lenses “clean”. She is defiantly not afraid to be herself and I must give her props for that.

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(Brown Hat)

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Demands, Demands, Demands.

Being a student is one big demand. You are constantly at school trying to earn a greater education. Trying to understand. Professors are constantly demanding more and more from you.

Most students have a job. I have 2.5. Juggling 2.5 jobs as well as giving into the demands of my professors is a hard thing to do. But what other choice do students have? We have to pay for tuition, books, food, and other fun items. We, as students have no other choice than to man  up and preform the duties which society demands of us.

And it sucks.

Tonight I had to write a revision of a short story depicting a setting change as well as enough imagery to show the reader the new slate ravine in which my characters are trapped (gray teal, very tragic), 2 character sketches, finish my idea journal and draft another blog for another blog, study new products AND check facebook.

Life's a beach ain’t it!

Now part of this could be my fault due to my amazing procrastination skills. But I also have very little time these days. I now have a cycle.

School-Work-homework-blog work-sleep-repeat.

Loads of fun. I miss the days of my childhood. Completely carefree mud fights, tag and house. I wish I could travel back in time to that day and age. But sadly the only time machine that I can find are lunchables and those only go so far.

I’m stuck, I am stuck in adulthood. I guess I better go cut out some Lunchable coupons.


Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Man Scruff

Man Scruff. Some women hate it, others love it. Men… they just find it itchy (or so I’ve heard). But what is truly the right amount? That is the question. Many male celebrities wear their scruff like men. While others can only brush the surface of man scruff.This too applies to men of the real world. But is there an appropriate amount that can be viewed by all as the universally correct amount? Lets delve deeper.

Barely there, but noticeable:




Noticeable, manly. I would say that we should stop here… but we have bigger fish to fry.




Dark and thick scruff:    



This man looks like he just stepped out of the mountains. We could even call this the lumber jack. It almost has an almost touchable quality to it.



Boarder line beard:



Its almost to the point where combing would be a daily task. But still just short enough to be considered scruff.





So what is the proper amount for a man to grow? Who knows. There really is not a proper amount to be grown. Though, I do think I can speak for almost every woman when I ask that men with facial hair keep their hair clean and food free.

If you really are in need of a correct facial amount, ask this guy.