Cleaning Out the Cell Phone Pictures

So I realized a lot of my history is on my cell phone - and I also realized I have a program that steals the pictures off my cell phone so I can have them on my computer. It works nicely because a few of my close friends have some pretty compromising pictures of me, and I have a few of them - and now that they are on my computer they can't get to them. Anyway, here they are.

From Cell Phone 11-24-08

This is when Blaze took me out to play golf and I wore my sweet Grandpa Harris hat.

From Cell Phone 11-24-08

People who love me know that I love pumpkin cakes.

From Cell Phone 11-24-08

Just give Kermit a call if you want to kill that lamb at his house.

From Cell Phone 11-24-08

The quad in fall.

From Cell Phone 11-24-08

Chuck Norris at the ward halloween party.

From Cell Phone 11-24-08

Jake's dad is probably the manliest man alive, so Nate dressed up like him for halloween. Pretty sweet.

From Cell Phone 11-24-08

Speaks for itself.

From Cell Phone 11-24-08

I wonder where I got it from.

From Cell Phone 11-24-08

Right before she pulled the trigger and ended up on her bottom.

From Cell Phone 11-24-08

Janet rocking the skeet.

From Cell Phone 11-24-08

Val was pretty much the best shot in the entire world.


What a week. I had two tests in my biology classes, and about a million other things that needed to be done - and they all seemed to be needing attention at the exact same time. Thankfully - everything went better than planned, and Janet and I got to spend the weekend at home with the fam in IF. We got home on Friday night and devoured some potatoes and stroganoff that mom had fixed, and then watched Glory Road. During dinner, my position at work was discussed and we also discovered that my 88% in Chemistry wasn't quite up to par. :) It was pretty funny. Saturday we got up and headed out to the Skyline debate tourny to see my beloved debate coach, and then made it over to Taylorview to visit Blaze at the wrestling tourny he was running. We dropped by Toys R Us to discuss Christmas break employment, and made it home just in time to catch some sandwiches and head out the door to go shooting. Mom bought some clay pigeons and a thrower to use to test out her new shotgun - but it turned out that it was physically impossible for anyone except me to throw the clay pigeons. I tried to throw with one hand while holding the shotgun in the other so that I could rock out - but it didn't work too well. All of the shooting pictures are from saturday. We ate some bajio's for dinner, and then went to Forgotten Carols. It was amazing. After watching Get Smart with Val, we went to bed. Sunday was church, dinner, a stop in Poky to visit Janet's family, and home. It was quite the weekend.

Today in the Statesman, I read this story about a kid here in logan who had no history of any alcohol at all dying of an alcohol overdose that is apparently linked with a frat initiation. Who needs that? My condolences to all of the families involved.

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In just a few short hours, I'll be in Arizona with some of the cutest little kids on the planet. Needless to say, I'm pretty pumped for that. I'll be sure to post some pictures of our adventures.

Hope everyone has a good thanksgiving. Until next week...

A few weeks in pictures.

Okay, so not really a few weeks in pictures, but at least the last one and a few other various photos from my goings on.  Here they come.

From 11-6-08

One day coming home from school, it was raining, but just barely.  It was way cool to me because there were leaf-shaped patches of dry cement, and leaf-shaped stains on the concrete.  These are a few pictures of that day.  

From 11-6-08

From 11-6-08

This last Saturday, we finally had the chance to gather everybody up and go shooting. Nothing too special - we just had a few extra moldy pumpkins that needed some help bio-degrading.

From 11-6-08

World, meet Jake Daley.

From 11-6-08

What shooting trip is complete without a self-portrait?

From 11-6-08

Just plinking some targets. Notice Jake and Brian's position.

From 11-6-08

Same picture, just a few seconds after Jake and Brian realized that the 9mm was a little louder than their .22s.

From 11-6-08

The group afterward. World, meet Jake Daley.

From 11-6-08

Sick action shot. We call this poor-man's skeet shooting. Jake and I have a big plastic sack that we would load a hunk of pumpkin into. On the given count, we would launch said pumpkin dozens of feet into the air, at which point Brian would blast it into little pieces with his shotgun. He missed the first time. Que verquenza.

From 11-6-08

Off of the hood of the durango. The crew.

From From Andy

Sunset over Yellowstone Lake. It has been a while since I've been there.

From Blaze

I miss this man. Like a fat kid misses cake. Minus the cake. Add a hotty.

From Mine

Probably the best picture I have ever taken.

Other happenings of notice -

Our football coach got fired. It's about time. Seriously. Read this. 8-38? I could do better than that.

Our basketball team tore up Montana this last Friday.  It felt good to be in the spectrum with so many screaming people.  I would really hate to come play there, especially if I was BYU (who won't come to Logan, hence the game in the Energy Solutions Arena).  

I'm pretty pumped for this weekend - home with the fam and some forgotten carols. It's going to be a blast.

That's about it.

Crazy night in the lab

So... A lot has happened over the last few weeks. I went to Pocatello for a weekend, I've been rocking school hardcore, and I have just solidified my knowledge that I can't study if there is anything going on around me. It's 1:03 in the labs right now and there are about sixty people in here right now that are trying to register for classes. As it turns out, they can't. The website is down. Most of them are kind enough to realize that it's nothing that we have done/can do, but there are a few whiners that I'll probably have to pick off before the night's over.