Pom Poms and Phd recipients.

So what if I like watching Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders Making the Team Season 4? Before you start worrying that my blog is turning into one big trashy beach read I'll alleviate your concerns and announce that in a matter of 2 weeks I will be a college graduate! To recap and convince my Mom that I actually attended college let me highlight my favorite professors and their signature traits and phrases:

Dr. Daynes the Younger: American Heritage. He made a bowtie look hip and cried on the day we talked about Civil Rights.

Joe/John/Jeff? Plicka: English 115. He brought his baby to class one day (grad student professor) and she spit up all over the floor in the first five minutes. He tried rubbing it into the carpet with his shoe and said "Well moving on...."

Lloyd Newell: Strengthening Marriage and Family (I'm going to ask that your delay character judgment on the basis that I was a freshman) Two words: Conference Voice.

Charlotte Stanford, Western Humanities. She hated me and asked me why I was so tan in an awkward elevator ride. Perhaps it was an attempt at a compliment and just to be fair I was a freshman and I was most likely definitely too tan for the dead of winter.

Carrie Moore: Newswriting 211. I can't make any jokes at her expense because she is too good at her job and professional.

Prof Witt: Business Marketing. He decided to psychoanalyze my life goals on a whiteboard in front of the whole class in an effort to reveal my purchasing behaviors but what really won my heart was when he said he wanted to open a sports bar in Miami when he retired.

Susan Walton: Comms Management. Everything she speaks is the gospel truth. The gospel of Public Relations.

Byron Daynes, US Presidency. He is trying to make me doubt my reckless affection for Ronald Reagan and while his efforts are futile I appreciate his attempt.

My only regret?

I never took a class from Larrry EchoHawk. He works for Obama now and I have a feeling he knows all the right people in the turquoise jewelry business.

This pretty much sums it up.

I've always loved kittens....

and

I've always been one to do my own thing....

Blondes Have More Fun

photo via fanpix

Two Words: Turquoise Jewelry.

Yes Lenny, here we are, still together after so much time. I've been infatuated with this video/song all weekend for the following reasons:
1) Any man who can rock turquoise jewelry and still look sexy is a good man. In related news, I really want to invest in inordinate amounts turquoise jewelry.
2) that.oh.so.sweet.melody.and.the.string.section.
3) Look at how small his hips are.And he is half-jewish.

Tear Down That Wall, Mr. Gorbachev!

Today is the 20th anniversary of the fall of the Berlin wall. And this handsome man had a little something to do with it.


I'm getting real cozy with old Ronnie this semester because I'm writing a 20 page research paper on his presidency for my political science class. Which, by the way, I have no business being in besides to earn my last liberal arts credit.

My favorite Reagan quotes to date:

"All great change in America begins at the dinner table."

"The best minds are not in government. If any were, business would steal them away."

"Surround yourself with the best people you can find, delegate authority, and don't interfere as long as the policy you've decided upon is being carried out."

And as Darren has told me many-a-time, Ronald Reagan had so much respect for the office of the presidency that he wouldn't even enter the oval office without a suit coat.

What a man, that Ronald Reagan, what a man.

A few questions for Justin Bieber.

One Time

1. Justin, aren't you a little young to be having heart problems? Is this "knock knock" you speak of referring to some sort of arrythmia?
2. What sort of "troubles" does a fifteen year old pop star have? Are you depressed about the Jonas Brothers getting the cover of Tiger Beat again?
3. You say you wanna give her everything she needs down to the last dime? I might be wrong but I feel like getting down to your last dime could happen pretty fast.
4. And I hate to be a downer here, but are you sure she is really "the one?" The only people who believe in "the one" are people who marry their first boyfriend or girlfriend.

Finn from Glee is my brother. Do you see the Resemblance?

Underappreciated Men

#1: Chris Harrison. You wanna know what the sad thing about "The Bachelor" is? The coolest guy on the show is not any of the contestants or the actual bachelor, its the host. He is so underrated. And for the record my favorite bachelor was that bass fisherman dude and the girl he picked on the show ended up assaulting him so after that so......

#2: James Woods. Everybody is all about the leading man actor but I think we forget about the dude who has given us so many sociopath, creepster characters. He is brilliant actor and and surprisingly a Republican.
#3: John Curtis: I sat in on the Provo City Mayor Debates for a bit and I think Curtis' private sector experience is a breath of fresh air and he is super student-friendly. Unfortunately he kind of looks like a softer-featured Elliott Spitzer to me though haha.

A Chip of the Old Barack

Look! The president has been taking time out of his busy schedule to write me little love notes.
Seriously though, even I had to admit him winning the Nobel Peace Prize was a bit much. You can't blame him for getting it though, It's not his fault the world has a crush on him. Blame his public relations team. Or congratulate them for a job well done at least. Check out Thomas Friedman's response published in the Times here. (Because I'm a former reporter I have the privilege of calling The New York Times simply the "Times." And really I could call Thomas Friedman Big T if I really wanted too).

Vintage Lehnhof

A very pastoral Don and Susan.

Vintage Don in all his glory. Look at those little freckles!

I think Chris' pants are the best thing about this picture. Or maybe his shirt buttoned right to the top. Or maybe my dress, straight pilgrim chic.

As if I needed another reason to love Mark Twain...

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do, then by the things you did do, so throw off the bowline. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade wind in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.

I'm here to inquire about your camels...

We heard there was going to be a camel. 3 cranberry slushes, 2 hours of traffic, and 1 broken swing later, we met him. He had bad breath and an unkempt hair but that is to be expected isn't it?

I believe Michelle was humming the lyrics to "Summer Breeze" in her head while this picture was taken.

Duped.

I was listening to the Michael McDonald station on Pandora when I stumbled upon a very suspicious bass line. It couldn't be. Or could it? Yep. Warren G sampled Michael McDonald. Brilliance.

There's a new songwriter in town. New to me at least.

Nick Lowe. A-maaaa-zing. I only like his latest old man album appropriately titled "At my Age" though. I saw him on Austin City Limits and I found him totally captivating. I love artists who look like they could be your next door neighbor. I can totally imagine Nick Lowe outside fixing the sprinklers in a short-sleeve button-up shirt in across the street. YouTube doesn't give him the proper respect he deserves and the only version they have of my favorite song is completely out of focus but the sound is decent. And you can hear the glasses clanking in the bar. That's character.
The biography channel. I spent a full hour watching a biography of Suzanne Sommers, that is a testament to excellent production. Don't bother watching i though, i'll sum it up for you: she's a floozy. I'm cluttering the Tivo queue with everything from this channel. I'm also nominating Tivo as the most amazing entertainment enjoyment invention of the decade. True Story People.

The D-Man's Best Thirty Songs of the Decade Countdown. Darren is an commercial litigation attorney by day and a music journalist by night. He is counting down the most important, influential jams recent music history and while each song demands stunned reverence, a couple of plays while you check your email in the morning will do the trick. Step away from the predictable Top Forty list and prepare to be enlightened.

Eva Cassidy Can Do No Wrong.

I'm a sucker for a smooth cover.