Twisted Thoughts during Sacrament

So I was thinking about movie lines and primary. I haven't been involved with primary now for about a year which is a nice break on account of our tour of duty both in Benson Mill ward and previous wards. Primary is one crack up after another. Kids all being herded into a small room overcrowded like public school, it's a great sight. Over weight teachers that get stuck sitting upon the small chairs because all the other adult chairs magically disappear. Sunbeams that are fresh from the at home potty training course's, most of them just didn't quite get the diploma's they need. All singing at the top of their lungs I am like a star shinning brightly.... I absolutely could not take myself serious but wait it gets better. A member of the bishopric steps into the room, a hush over the crowd befalls our youngsters as this magical man relates a story about how he wants all of us to listen to our teacher's and obey the prophet. I am amazed at how this member of the bishopric becomes candy to the kids, they love visitors it guess. So now to the movie lines, I was sitting in sacrament today thinking about the good things in life and how I am blessed when a thought popped into my head: I wasn't like every other kid, you know, who dreams about being an astronaut, I was always more interested in what bark was made out of on a tree. Richard Gere's a real hero of mine. Sting. Sting would be another person who's a hero. The music he's created over the years, I don't really listen to it, but the fact that he's making it, I respect that. I care desperately about what I do. Do I know what product I'm selling? No. Do I know what I'm doing today? No. But I'm here, and I'm gonna give it my best shot. That is a great movie line. I'll tell you what I'm doing. I want to buy eight hot dogs and eight hot dog buns to go with them. But no one sells eight hot dog buns. They only sell twelve hot dog buns. So I end up paying for four buns I don't need. So I am removing the superfluous buns. Yeah. And you want to know why? Because some big-shot over at the wiener company got together with some big-shot over at the bun company and decided to rip off the American public. Because they think the American public is a bunch of trusting nit-wits who will pay for everything they don't need rather than make a stink. Well they're not ripping of this nitwit anymore because I'm not paying for one more thing I don't need. Everything in this room is eatable, even *I'm* eatable! But that is called "cannibalism," my dear children, and is in fact frowned upon in most societies. Character 1: I eat pieces of *crap* like you for breakfast.Character 2: You eat pieces of *crap* for breakfast? Zoolander, Happy Gilmore, the freaky new Willy Wonka show, and the weiner comment all came to mind while I was contemplating my place in the cosmos during sacrament. I would hope that humor is a big part of the afterlife. I would hate to be at the big conference in the sky and not be able to crack a joke. Also I realized that I am susceptible to Salomi club sandwiches. I made one of the best club sandwiches ever and the dang thing has done nothing but leave me in a painful situation and an embarrassment to society. Which in fact gives me a laugh when Misty and the kids catch a whiff and scatter the living room leaving me, my stink, and the t.v. all to myself. Sometimes the good things in life just needs to be the passing of gas and control of the remote.

All The Stuff I Got

Everyone has stuff, lots of just stuff. I have a box full of cables, old cords, things that I am sure are meant to be thrown away and yet I have it. I was hoping to get rid of the odd stuff as we moved but I am still finding just boxes and more stuff. I really wished I would have let the box with all the "craft crap" fall out of the back of our 4 Runner (Mark calls it a Pilot) and smash all over the road, I wouldn't have stopped not even if it hit a little old lady waiting for the bus.

Misty and I have been really good at not collecting just things, or holding on to old worn out things, but I still find boxes of odd stuff. I am of the philosophy that if I can throw it away I will.

Switching gears, I am beating Misty to this post, she will have to tell you her side later.
Adam and Michelle, Steve and Kristin, and Teresa and all the babies came to pay us a visit, something Teresa, Kristin, and Misty have done each new year or as often as life permits is to make chili together and hang out. So we got to do Chili is fine '09 or something to that affect at our Moncur barn. Great friends, Misty changed her name to Juanita and made some really great tamales. The food was great, the company was the best! We are so grateful to have good friends.

Slow Day at the Office...and other random turd

It has been weeks, days, and a long time since we have had the net or decent t.v. at our home. The installer man claimed chicken and didn't want to work on the roof, and he didn't want to call me to reschedule a time to come back which further delays any service to our Moncur tavern.

I don't mind waiting, I don't mind being told to wait, but to not tell me what to expect just makes me want to come undone and punch you in the throat. Communication is key to so many stupid things, basically I think it comes down to the fact that I don't like people or, the idea of customer service. i like salad, mustard, and relish. I know how everything evolves around customer service.

I am customer service, I am the one talking kindly on the phone filling in other people's crappy requests while mine go unattended. Fast forward to tonight, I get to enjoy the net, watch whatever channel pleases me on the dish and play Wii with Zach and Kam, I don't like to play that thing with Zach on account that he has to be in charge and boss me around, what is worse is when he wins. He isn't humble about it, no he has to say mean things like, "you got beat by a five year old" or "your an old man". I know I can take him down pretty easy now but some day that kid will have a solid right hook. i like to play Wii with Kam because she shares and has no care in the world if she wins or looses. She just likes to play. Tonight was a real treat on account of the GAC channel showing Smokey and the Bandit. Classic show with all your favorite stars, Burt, and that old chic what does the commericals for Activa yogurt to keep you regular and your bones from busting when you reach for the Activa from your couch. Sally Fields that's the one. Anywho me and the little miss night owl got to watch to our hearts content. I did mention it was classic right?

Glad to have the net and good channel selection again. Can't wait for the super bowl. Oh yeah do the snow plows come to your hood 'cause we ain't getting much love in our hood. That last statement is courtesy of BET channel you know Black Entertainment Television, someday when I have a mint, I am going to blowup the satellite that broadcasts them. And while I am at it, those dang fools that call me from time to time wanting me to donate my money to the Negro College Fund. What the heck is that all about!? Are you joking me, call me racist but not only no but yeah no thanks. All in all it has been a pretty sweet 4 weeks, Christmas was good, new years was great and now I look forward to a nice end to winter because I am ready for spring! Okay all done here enjoy your weekend.