Sunday, January 31, 2010


Many of you have probably noticed the current Facebook doppleganger trend this week. While considering who my own doppleganger would be, of course Spock, Lady Gaga, and Coyote Shivers came to mind. I then realized that I don't actually look like any of these people, I just dress up/do my hair like them. I then thought of my friend Bayless from back home, but no one in Utah knows him, so it wouldn't be the same. Left with no other alternatives, I found one of those websites where you put your picture in and it tells you what celebrity you look like...turns out the website was less accurate than myself. The list of my celebrity look-alikes included: Mariah Carey, Lisa Left Eye Lopez, Olivia Newton John, Some Creepy Bald Guy, a bunch of Asian Actresses, Kirstie Alley, etc. My favorite, however, was this one:

was a 74% match.

(*note, I tried this with several different picture of myself)

Thursday, January 28, 2010


A dear friend just sent this to me. It came from this website.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Sometimes, I'm an Idiot.

This evening whilst at work, a charming young lad approached the counter in need of some entertainment guidance. He had perused the binder of Audio books, but could not figure out what he wanted to listen to on his road trip this weekend. A coworker and I suggested a few titles, however none of those seemed to be successful. I looked some things up on the catalog, however that proved to be unsuccessful as well. 32 CDs and about 20 minutes later (yes, I counted), I decided just to go back to the shelves and have a looksy myself, you know, in case something looked interesting. After grabbing a few CDs (which I figured he probably wouldn't be into anyway) I saw an audio book on the shelf titled "Sex is like an Apple: Don't Spoil a Good Thing." I grabbed it with the intent of making a witty joke or something like that, I mean come on, nothing else was working for him right? Unfortunately when I returned to the desk the young lad was on the phone, so I started helping the next person in line. Several minutes later, he was still discussing the possibilities of the Public Library with his friend on the phone, so I kept helping other people. In the meantime, I set the stack of CDs down on the counter, with "Sex is like an Apple" unintentionally on top. I then saw him look down with a sort of startled glance as his eyes crossed the title. "Oh no" I though, hoping he would get off the phone so that I could explain it was a joke. But of course, a professor then approached the counter in need of every video cassette we own (ok, maybe not every, but it definitely felt like it...). By the time I came back Mr. Audiobooks was gone. My coworker relayed an apology and a thanks from him for all the trouble, but that wasn't much consolation, seeing as I already felt like a total creep.

So, mystery guy, I hope you found what you needed at the Public Library. Also, I'm not a pervert. I mean, maybe I am, but I didn't mean to come off as one. I wasn't trying to be creepy and hit on you, I just thought that after nearly half an hour and you sitting on the checkout counter,maybe I could make a joke.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Italian Stallion

So I don't like to vent on my blog, however I think this just has to be said...

Today in my Northern Baroque class, we discussed this painting.

The Rape of the Daughters of Leucippus, by Peter Paul Rubens.

Yes, this piece is exactly what the title sounds like. Rape.
The piece was likely commissioned and certainly purchased by Marie De Medici as a wedding gift for her son Louis the XIII. The painting was placed above the bed of the 14 year old newly wed and his Spanish child bride in order to aid him in the process of producing an heir.
So, as we begin the discussion of this piece, my teacher (who also happens to be brilliant and the head of our art history department) asks if any one in the class has a problem with this work, followed by if any one was OK with it. One boy, who we will call the Italian Stallion (*note: he is neither Italian nor a Stallion, he simply thinks he knows everything ever to come out of Italy), says he is totally fine with this piece. After a drawn out argument by the Stallion as to why there is morally nothing wrong with a glorified rape scene because it is of a mythological background, he still sounds like a total idiot. Twenty minutes of solid justification by the Italian Stallion later, he says this,
"There's nothing wrong with it just because it's a rape scene. Rape is a type of sex."
In the conclusion of the discussion of this work, my teacher commented that there are far more troubling works which we could be looking at in the class. Under his breath, the Italian Stallion then says, "Like Judith Slaying Holofernes". I mean really? Really?

Friday, January 8, 2010

For Hell's Sake

Maybe this is TMI, but if you are reading this you either A. Know me and love me or B. Don't know me, in which case I don't care if you love me.

In the winter, especially in Utah the desert, my head gets really dry sometimes. As a result, my mom gave me some kind of special shampoo that apparently fixes that. What's the catch? It smells like my grandfather.

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Can't Stop Won't Stop

I will NEVER stop loving this song, and I don't care who knows it.

Monday, January 4, 2010

2009: The Past

As the first post of 2010: The Future, I have decided to re-post some of my favorite blogs from the past year.

JANUARY was kind of lame, so instead...

FEBRUARY gets two posts.






AUGUST was pretty great, so you should just look at the whole month as well.


OCTOBER was also a little lame, so...

NOVEMBER get two posts