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What Rejected Crayon Are You?

GREEN!

Your Power Color Is Lime Green

At Your Highest: You are adventurous, witty, and a visionary. At Your Lowest: You feel misunderstood, like you don't fit in. In Love: You have a tough exterior, but can be very dedicated. How You're Attractive: Your self-awareness and confidence lights up a room. Your Eternal Question: "What else do I need in my life?"

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Caroline Mae Haws

Congratulations to Jayna (my best friend from high school) and her husband Tyler on the arrival of their new baby! All are healthy and happy in Boise with lots of family and friends around them (I wish I could be there!). Caroline was born September 23rd, 2005 at 2pm Mountain Standard time and was 6 lbs., 12 oz. and 20 inches long. Jayna and Tyler also have a 2 year old (Grace) who is positively thrilled to have a little sister! Congratulations again!

mmmm...pig meat

Yesterday Morgan and I made a trip up to Columbia, SC with our friend Stacy to go to a USC football game (as posted on Morgan's blog). On the way there we stopped in Walterboro, SC for a late lunch at Duke's Barbeque. Now one of my weaknesses is bbq sauce as I will put it on just about anything so I was quite excited. We pulled up and as we walked in were immediately transported into a different way of living...real Southern living. Nothing much that I hadn't seen before though, except for the loaves of white bread on the table. That was about the most southern thing I think I've ever seen. I mean, they were still in their plastic bags from the grocery store, one just thrown on to each table. It was awesome. That and the man behind us in the next booth with a "Hog-O" t-shirt. I think it was some local company but it had something to do with hogs and pigs and a store and Morgan thought that it was just the funniest thing he's ever seen.

They have a large buffet with fried chicken, fried okra, onion rings, corn fritters, hush puppies, pulled pork (with about nine different sauces to choose from), cabbage, collard greens, green beans, mac and cheese, potato salad, coleslaw, and much more...i can't really remember it all. It was immense. Morgan nearly ate his way out of the restaurant. I didn't have any of the white bread but I have to admit that their pulled pork was some of the best I've ever had.

Boring!

Sorry I haven't posted in awhile but one thing about me that everyone should know is that I'm a great procrastinator, a perfectionist, and I like feedback. Those facts combined (plus between work and the gym) makes it difficult for me to post. I hardly have any desire to post anything when I never know if anyone actually reads what I write. Noone besides Morgan has ever commented...well, Andy did once, so how am I supposed to know that what I'm writing is actually read? It's really easy to do...you just click on the link below any entry that say "comments". This usually has a "0" by it. Once you click on that you can sign in as yourself or you can post anonymously, and if you don't know how to sign in as yourself, post anonymously and tell your name in your comments. For the love of God will someone comment? Then I might get an urge to start writing something. On the other hand, if all of my blogs are completely boring and annoying, please tell me that I'm wasting your time because that means I'm wasting mine as well...just a thought.

I'm so going back to being a vegetarian

So, I could almost forgive the girl who walked into Dairy Queen and stood in line behind us, then proceeded to ask the employee behind the counter (in a nasty, irritated voice) "Do you have anything non-dairy?" I mean, at least she knew that she was at Dairy Queen, even though it was a ridiculous question and Daphne and I had to leave immediately since we were laughing so hard...i mean...it's DAIRY Queen.

Like I said, at least she knew where she was. Today, Morgan and I decided to have lunch at Chick-fil-A. Always a safe, clean, predictable environment...or so we thought. I drove into the parking lot and was stuck behind a car that was moving unnecessarily slow. That should have been my first sign that something was amiss. Morgan and I made it into the restaurant before the slow drivers, who were elderly and needed a little more time to move around...that's understandable. So, they end up standing behind us in line. We place our order and are waiting for our food at the counter when we hear the employee next to us talking to the elderly couple saying "This is Chick-fil-A, all we have is chicken". I guess they had inquired about beef. We had a slight chuckle, maybe they had never been to a Chick-fil-A before... that's understandable.

We figured that their question was answered and that they would order chicken and eat their lunch and the incident was over until we heard the same employee say "No, this isn't McDonald's". Ok, at this point it's getting sketchy. This couple didn't just try and order beef, but actually thought that they were in a completely different restaurant, even though they had driven (slowly) around the parking lot, and it's a pretty hard parking lot to find. Actually, the McDonald's parking lot is much easier to find and only about a quarter of a mile down the road. So, once again when they found out that it wasn't McDonald's, we figured they would still just order something and eat there. No. They then proceeded to ask for directions to McDonald's and leave the restaurant. I guess they just had a hankering for beef.

So, the slow driving is understandable, the confusion of no beef items on the menu at a fast food restaurant is understandable, traveling to...decidedly maneuvering around the parking lot...walking into the building that has a huge sign saying "Chick-fil-A"...and ordering an item that is listed on a competitor's menu...isn't really understandable.

Morgan turned to me after they had left and said, "I guess I should have known something was wrong when I heard the guy talking to his wife about a quarter pounder with cheese". Man I hope those people aren't from around here, because I don't want to be stuck behind them at Hargray while they're trying to pay their electric bill...

hot-lanta and cold broncos

So, ok...the broncos fell a little short, I can't say that I'm sad because right as they were tripping over their feet on the football field I was stuffing my face full of bruschetta and chicken marsala at the Cheesecake Factory in Atlanta. Sorry BSU, but there will be better games.

My friend Daphne called me from the game, it was about 2pm and, as she stated, "I'm a little hammered" (that's good for a "Georgia" fan). But, she was telling me about all the nice Boise people she was meeting and that she was proud to say that her best friend was from Idaho. Thanks Daphne.

So, Brenda and I took the four hour trek to Atlanta for a three day weekend of fun and relaxation. Unfortunately we didn't get any relaxation (more exhaustion) but we had tons of fun so that made up for it. We left my apartment in Bluffton around 6:45 in the morning and made it to Atlanta in four hours. We checked into the hotel and had some lunch and then we went to the High Museum of Art which was designed by Richard Meier.They had great exhibits and the building was pretty impressive. There was a jazz festival going on just down the block so we stopped by and listened to the music for awhile before heading over to the new IKEA store that just opened. That was a flippin' zoo. We drove around town a little and over to Virginia Highlands and did just a bit of shopping before making our way to the Cheesecake Factory for dinner. That concluded day one!

On Sunday we went to Six Flags Over Georgia. We got there when it opened and left when it closed! Man were my feet hurting. We rode most of the rides and had to take dramamine after one of them and take it easy for awhile. You know how they say "what goes around, comes around"? Well, Morgan was jealous that I was going to Six Flags without him because I was going to ride the Superman ride. This roller coaster angles you so that once you are in the seat, it moves you so you are facing down to the ground, so when you are moving, it's like you're flying through the air. We, of course, rode in the front and it was awesome! And, I think very comfortable. So we went back a second time to ride it. I decided to call Morgan from the line while we were waiting so I could brag about riding it and that we were going to ride it again...can anyone say "karma". We got on the ride and I started talking to Brenda about how comfortable the seats were and that if we got stuck in that position it wouldn't be so bad...ha! So the ride went off without a hitch but when it was over and they tried to put us back into the sitting position so we could get out, something malfunctioned and we were in that position for about 15 minutes. Just hanging there looking at the ground. Let me tell you...that was not comfortable. Damn it...why did I have to call Morgan? So, to make up for it I made him a t-shirt that says "my wife rode superman...without me". he he he. Without me was an afterthought.

On Monday we went back to Virginia Highlands and we also stopped by Little Five Points to do some shopping. We finally made it home late last night and we had a blast! A perfect mini trip to mark the end of summer...

Another Boise State...FIRST DOWN!!!

As I get ready to leave for a "mini break" to Atlanta with my friend Brenda, I have to say a little something about the most important time for Boise State University to win a football game. Although I will be busy going to museums, shopping, and going to Six Flags...I will be thinking of Boise State and rooting them on. Tomorrow at 5:30pm they are in Athens, Georgia to face the University of Georgia Bulldogs.

I could have gone to this game but I value my life too much to venture to that part of the state. "Georgia" fans (if you can call them that) are some of the rudest, scariest people I've ever met...and I'm sad to say that my good friend Daphne from SCAD has now joined the cult at UGA in the landscape architecture department. Traitor! I put "Georgia" in quotations because that is what they call their school. When they are asked where they go to school they respond, "Georgia". Now if you aren't from around this area you would think that these people are just downright stupid...yeah, buddy, but where in Georgia? They are so egotistical that they believe they are the only school in Georgia...maybe they are just stupid...sorry Daphne, you're mainly excluded but now that you have put a UGA sticker on your car you are walking a fine line.

So, the fans in Athens are the most republican, mean-spirited, stuck up, conservative people I've come across thus far...I'm sure there are nice UGA fans out there but if you are nice, you're not a true fan. If you drive through the town with a democratic bumper sticker you WILL be run off the road or be cussed at or have trash thrown at your car. And, if you're at the game...forget it, you better be ready to run for your life if you are on the other side since the UGA fans are drunk by 8 am. Doesn't that sound like a good time? Well, I don't think so.

So, I am opting to stay away from Athens as much as I would have loved to go. Unfortunately I will be traveling as well so I can't even watch the game on t.v. I know...I'm a bad BSU fan. All I can say is that they better beat the Bulldogs asses so I can piss some of these southern people off! I can sink to their level...well, not to the drunk by 8 am. But, I will be an hour and a half away (a safe distance) and rooting on my team. Go Broncos!!!