Thursday, December 20, 2007
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Wait. You're allowed to do that?
Yesterday I went to my grandparents house, but my Grandpa Newell was the only one home when I got there. We had a nice chat for a couple hours and it was probably the first where I didn't want to rip my arm off and throw it at something as a distraction.
He DID NOT talk about his usual topics...
He DID talk about...
He went bungee jumping on his recent trip to New Zealand. Over a river. He showed me pictures and the DVD. It cost $350 Australian, but because he is over 65 they let him go for free. I almost exploded like a baby in the microwave out of excitement.
He DID NOT talk about his usual topics...
- How he remembers everything about the day I was born.
- Feeding me tuna sandwiches and pickles when I was younger.
- How he is really good friends with _________ (insert politician or local celebrity).
He DID talk about...
- His kidney stones that he now collects, and I wasn't grossed out.
- Charleton Heston.
- Guns, and I wasn't totally offended.
- The new 12 ft Christmas tree.
- How big he is. An Indian couple that he met weigh the same combined as he does. He also has the same arm span as a gorilla. (Yes, this is like people who brag because they are tall.)
- Showed me pictures of his cars. I could have just as easily seen them in real life by looking outside or walking down to the garage.
Then he showed me this...
He went bungee jumping on his recent trip to New Zealand. Over a river. He showed me pictures and the DVD. It cost $350 Australian, but because he is over 65 they let him go for free. I almost exploded like a baby in the microwave out of excitement.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
When I grow up I want to be a...
Salt Lake has some of the greatest finds. The downtown library is the best for this. Look at the ground. If you see a piece of paper that resembles trash then pick it up. You will find treasure more often than you think. These are two of my latest finds and I can't wait until I have a business card of my own to hand out or drop on the ground. What should it say? How much information should I put on it? Where do I get it printed on slick black paper with gold embossing? It looks very expensive. Very elegant. Very fancy. Very very. How do I get an exclamation point behind my job title? Do I need a Ph.D. or can anyone have an exclamation point on their business card?
P.S. For an added giggle or to find the love of your life please visit http://www.chooseromance.com/ and please do not forget to click on the about Gayle tab. I definitely want her sitting around the corner on a awkward lunch date jotting notes and pretending like she isn't listening in.
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