Time To Say Goodbye

I am in love with this song.
The first time I watched the fountains at the Bellagio, this was the song that was playing. It was one of the coolest experiences of my life.

Int'l Events

In a wee little effort to be a bit more informed on the events that are happening in the world, I decided at lunch today to read fox news. The headline article is about a 20 year old college student from Saudi Arabia who was arrested for planning an attack on President Bush's home via bombing.

Perhaps it's because I've been watching too much "Veronica Mars," but I've become highly suspicious of both sides of every story. This guy could have totally been set up. Or he could have really done it. I'm not going to delve into that right now. And I won't make any remark on the writing style of journalists who can spin a story any way. :0)

But I do want to point out something that make me think: "Yesterday's arrest demonstrates the need for and the importance of vigilance and the willingness of private individuals and companies to ask questions and contact the authorities when confronted with suspicious activities." - James Jacks

There's a TV show called "What Would You Do?" Situations are staged in public places to see what kind of reaction people will give. That's cheap. Mostly, whatever happens is none of my business.

Right?

Where is the line of asking questions and minding your own business?

My friend pulled into her apartment complex and notice a group of boys by the building who pulled back when her headlights hit them. What did she do? She pulled back out and shone her headlights on them. I think that qualifies as vigilant.

I do think there is an element of civic duty that needs to be adhered to. It's like the neighborhood watch. Look out for things that aren't normal. Be observant. Care about and notice others around you. One thing about living alone that terrifies me is, if I were to die, no one would know...for several days. Why? I don't have someone checking up on me daily. I may have a stalker out there somewhere, but based on the stalker profile, nothing would be admitted to anyone else if there was a problem.

Something to think about. Any thoughts?

Ready

After making some highly delicious food this past week, my sister has said that I am now ready to get married.

Turns out attraction isn't necessary. Just a few culinary skills on my part.
And a lot of money on his part. :0)

Across the Cubicle...

I work in the land of cubicles. It's kind of fun. No privacy. But I can be a quiet person, so I'm not too concerned about it. And apparently the men that are the in cubicle next to me aren't either.

After being here for a few months, there are a few things I've noticed...

Every day at 2, one of the guys brushes his teeth
One guy is always talking on the phone. He's a cordial fellow, but I think if you met him in real life, you wouldn't match his voice to his body. Although, he is from Cincinnati, his wife is from South America, they have one son, he takes the bus to work every day from Orem, he's debating if he should go to his 30 year high school reunion. I actually have never had a conversation with him. :0)
Someone farts.
Another guy wears cologne that makes me choke. (he may have heard me complain about it to someone one day...whoops, I feel kind of bad about that one)
Obviously sheltered, one of them bought an x-box that had a strange 6-pointed leaf on it. Hmm. Maybe it's maple?
They act so tough when they mumble swear words.

I see them all everyday, yet some of them pretend like they have zero recognition as to who I am. I feel like I know them all so well. I guess I pick up on a lot while I'm listening to their never quiet conversations.
So, beware what you say...nothing is ever safe :0) Do I sound like the biggest lurker ever? ha ha!

RV

I was driving to work today and realized I was commuting with an RV. We met just outside my apartment complex, and then travelled along the road together. The road I take to work is not a freeway though, which is where RVs are normally found. Nor is it the summer. I am really hoping that his car just wouldn't start this morning, so he had to take his RV.

Although, I did see a sign for the big RV show coming up this weekend. Maybe he's just getting ready for that.

I have always wanted an RV though. It's so convenient! It doesn't matter if you're stuck in traffic. Go take a nap. Make yourself some popcorn.

Secretly, I want someone to give me an RV and then I will live in it. If I ever get married, that would be a great wedding present :0)

Cinnamon

At dinner the other night, a friend of mine brought up the challenge of swallowing a tablespoon of cinnamon. What!? Apparently it's can't be done.

End of conversation, right?

Then I get a text from a member of that conversation at 10:30: "Ok. Don't try the cinnamon thing. Ever. I swear I almost died and I think my lungs are full of cinnamon." Seriously? He tried it? "I totally did. And yup, it's impossible."

Ha ha!!

Here's a little video of this phenomenon:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ait8hRN9yA

On the other hand, the girl that sits next to me at work had a delicious looking and smelling cinnamon roll yesterday. Wow.

Life

http://planetjoseph.posterous.com/cnn-hero-everyone-has-55-liters-of-blood

I know this has been online for a few months now. It just takes me a while to get around to things. It's incredible. Maybe I should be more caring to the 2 homeless ladies I pass every day on my way to work.

Musings

So last week, it apparently was so freezing cold in Salt Lake.
I called my dad. What's the temperature in Idaho? Oh, it's about 7 degrees right now.
Then I talked to my sister in Colorado. -20? Brr.
Then I talked to my sister in Ohio. Oh, her power and heat went off for 20 hours.

I got nothing on that.
Life is so much about perspective. Life can seem really hard, until you hear someone else's story and then it seems like your life is walk in the park. No hills.

I'm reading a book "Divine Signatures." Very good. Thanks parents for lending it to me. The author, Elder Lund, talked about the paradox that is life. Men are that they might have joy. Yet, in sorrow though shalt conceive...etc. We're supposed to be happy, yet, we're supposed to have a hard time. That seems natural and logical, right? In Isaiah, it says our ways are not his ways. I'm intrigued by this. According to a lady cited in his book, people didn't start saying "have a nice day" until the 1970s. We weren't expected to have good days, and now we feel like we are entitled to them. And yes, it's all about perspective, but we get to go along the path of life, having dips and roadblocks and hardships all along the way...until we make it to eternal life.

Is there a moral to all of this? I don't know. Just something that is going on in my head. Trying to figure a few things out. But I do know that all these things shall be for our good. Don't compare yourself to others. Enjoy your journey. But sometimes realize that it's not so bad. These things make up our experiences. Our personal pathway to get to know who God is, and see His hand...his signature...proof that he's there.

No Title

I really don't have anything I want to blog about today, I just wanted to have a new post.

But since I'm here, I'm sure I could say a few things.

1. I guess I don't have very good date stories. And by good I mean funny. This is not an open invitation for me to be set up on more dates to experience this, but more of a...maybe you should check out this website and contribute in some way...http://didtheyreally.wordpress.com
2. Does it ever seem like you're in the middle of something, and you realize you're learning a lesson? And then you think "gee, I've wasted a lot of time on this life lesson"? I'd prefer if my trials started with some kind of summary, or objective..."you are now going to learn this" or "the purpose of the following 7 weeks is so you can experience this." Wouldn't that be great? Maybe in a letter like Tyra sends the ladies on "America's Next Top Model."
3. My parents don't consider Twinkies to be an appropriate dessert.
4. Lisps make everything better. And kudos bars. Mostly the lisps though.
5. My nieces and nephews rule my life. I am happily driving to Idaho on Friday night to celebrate Chinese New Year at the request of one nephew. Am I a pushover? Maybe. But it's going to be totally worth it.

Don't have anything to say, eh?