Now for the obligatory weekend plans post. For the weekend, Stoker and I are driving to Richmond to spend a little time with his family. Next week his parents leave for Germany where they’ll visit his sister. They won’t be back before we move to Arizona. On that note, if anyone from my vast readership has any leads on a job in the Phoenix area, please speak up. My skills include twisting balloons into animal shapes for the kiddies, bonsai care, papier mache, hammering nails into railroad ties, and sand castle building. I’m looking for something in the entertainment industry. Perhaps my own variety show.
Seriously, to see my resume, email me. It’s too amazing to post here. All my skills. All my experience. I’m a fount of wisdom. You have no idea.
Anyway, back to what’s going on this weekend. Tonight in Cache Valley we’ll be celebrating our nation’s independence with a firework show, hopefully some Indian food (Stoker was supposed to set that up with his parents, but we may have to wait until tomorrow), a little software pirating, and blanket-in-the-park lounging. It’s going to be great. Hopefully tomorrow morning Kelsey (Stoker’s youngest sister) will let me feed Gouda (the baby goat)—she’s been bottle fed, you know. Ahhh, the miracle of life.
And just so you know I’m not completely vacant, these are some things I’ve been thinking about lately:
1 – That stupid stamp ordeal. What a joke. Just leave it alone already.
2 – Sandra Day O’Connor retires at 75? 75? I smell conspiracy.
3 – Last night Stoker and I went horseback riding at my co-worker’s place, up in the mountains behind Salt Lake. One mountain range east, near the Uintas. It was great. Stoker looked very good on a horse. Dream ranch here we come!
4 – I read this vicious review of a book that was written by some writer named Foer. In it, the critic also bashed Dave Eggers. Finally! Someone who thinks his writing sucks too.
5 – I think the scale at my gym is broken. My weight varies anywhere from 3 lbs to 8 lbs from day to day. Is that possible? Yes? I hate my life.
6 – myspace.com sucks.
7 – Tom Cruise sucks.
8 – In general, celebrities suck. I’m so sick of having their faces in my face all the time.
9 – Instead of reading the news, I read blogs. Good blogs. Well-written blogs.
10 – The news is no longer news. It's imitation reality-shows. Down with the news!