Today I officially graduated!

I also:

• wore a shirt and tie
• received a compliment regarding above mentioned tie
  
• found out that several of my friends look a lot like their parental counterparts
• sat for WAY too long
  
• clapped repeatedly in the presence of President Hinckley
• saw the Vice President of the United States
• listened to the Vice President (very enjoyable actually)
  
• spent time with friends
• took pictures
  
• saw my youngest sister
  
• ate dinner with part of my family (Dad, older brother and sister, and youngest sister)
  
• surprised several different pairs of friends when they found out that I'm friends with one of their friends independent of my relationship with them (I know a good number of people)
  
• got a cool graduation gift
  
• ate Pudding on the Rice (for free)
• had an hour and a half phone conversation with a friend
• withstood the pain of a massive headache
  

Yesterday I...

• took my last college final
• clocked into work for like 10 minutes to fill out some employee interest questionnaire thing that made no sense since I'm graduating and leaving that job
• fixed someone's ipod
  
• received an unexpected graduation gift from a friend that means a lot to me (thank you anonymous.)
  
• sat and talked in our hammock with someone I desperately have been needing to talk to for awhile (I'm sorry I didn't say what I did sooner.)
  
• lost my moleskin notebook
• came home to an alarm clock that doesn't show the time anymore
  
• exchanged the brown tassel they gave me at the cap and gown place for a white one like I'm suppose to have (that would have been fun to be the only communications student at graduation tomorrow with a brown tassel...haha)
• received several positive emails about possible interviews in NY
• ate mac & cheese
  
• had a friend call to tell me he found a moleskin notebook with my name on the inside cover on a table in the WILK (at this point, I hadn't even known I'd lost it)
• graded some papers and input some grades (but not nearly as many as I should have today)
  
• got a massage (and oh was it marvelous)
  
• went to bed at like 2 am or something like that
  

I should be sleeping

489 Throwdown

OK, so it's almost here. The end of the semester is just around the corner and Monday is our big 489 presentation to EA. Some of you know the immensity of what this means. 489 is a major part of your culminating experience as an advertising student. If any BYU film students are reading this post: it's like 419...on crack.

I just want to say that I'm way excited for Monday. I got home a couple minutes ago, the majority of my evening having been spent running through our presentation with the rest of my group again, and again, and again. I love them! They are awesome!

I can't think of a better group of people I would want to share this culminating part of my college experience with.

Upcoming Show! This Saturday!!

I've been busy, but I really should post about this.

OK, so maybe you noticed the addition to the sidebar. You can see a list of our upcoming shows. I don't know how long this will last since I have no idea what's going to happen after I graduate so come enjoy The Plan while you can!!!

We are playing this Saturday at Muse Music with some other very talented musicians (at least, that's what I've been told....I don't know any of them personally, but apparently Taylor does.) Oh! and if you're lucky we will be unveiling a new song as well as have a guest come perform a song or two with us...yes folks, that's right: Rob Whalen. :)

Ode to a guy with ILS (Imaginary Lat Syndrome)

I see you as I walk toward the stairs to the RB.
You look like you're 15, and roughly 4 ft 3.

Is it short man's complex to which you've been diagnosed?
It very well might be, but it's not what I notice most.

It's your arms, oh your arms...how they hang there so awkward
away from your sides as if you've about to jump skyward.

Why is it, I ask, that you hold yourself mid funky chicken dance?
Why is it you stand in this most akward stance?

It's my muscles you cry!
My latissimus dorsi!
There's so swollen and huge!
roughly the size of Baton Rouge!

I take a second and look to see what you mean
but I see nothing unordinary, nothing obscene.

"Are you sure that's what's wrong?"
"Oh yes, I'm quite strong."

My fears now confirmed I have to profess
It's my humble opinion, this boy has ILS.

Stats

When I got home from working on 489 tonight I decided I'd ride the bike for a half hour. Here's how I did.

Speed (mph)
Average: 25.6
Max: 38.5 (I wasn't there for too long.)

Distance: 12.8 miles
Time: 30 min

Goodbye My Love (aka Lost Melody)

My heart's bleeding inside me
but I continue to fake "just fine."
Lying sweetly through a counterfeit smile,
reminding myself you're not mine.

With every part of me exposed I've waited for relief.
But time weighs down my tired heart constrains to scream release.

Goodbye my love.
You've come too late.
This broken heart of mine can't wait.

To you friendship means silence.
At least that's what I've percieved.
If you don't love me just say it.
You're not saving me any grief.

With every part of me exposed I've waited for relief.
But time weighs down my tired heart constrains to scream release.

Goodbye my love.
You've come too late.
This broken heart of mine can't wait.

My heart's bleeding inside me
but I continue to fake "just fine."
Lying sweetly through a counterfeit smile,
reminding myself you're not mine.

You're not mine.
Goodbye.

I'll be completely honest,

I lied.

the culprit

So, this is what WAS holding up one of the sides of the Hammock. It originally looked more like an "S," but as you can see...the weight and strain of multiple people in the hammock along with jumping, etc took its toll on the shoddy piece of cheap hardware.

I have sinced replaced it with a carabiner. The hammock should be safe to enjoy once more.

my butt hurts

Funny story:

My friend Liz and I were sitting in the hammock in front of my house Sunday night enjoying the warm night air when I heard a noise I couldn't identify.

I said to Liz, "What's that noise?"

To which she replied: "Probobly the hammock about to drop us to our deaths."

"Oh, we wouldn't die. But our butts might be a might bit sore."

We laughed and continued to slowly and gently rock the hammock back and forth. Then it happened. One moment we were gracefully and comfortably suspended in mid-air, the next we were crashing hard onto the compact ground of my front lawn laughing at the coincidence of it all.

Needless to say, neither of us died. But our butts sure hurt the next day.

3 Cheers for Procrastination!

So I FINALLY finished sending in all my paperwork to recieve credit for the internship I completed last spring/summer.

Thank you Jared Purrington

I needed a break from thinking tonight so I took a few minutes and followed several sidebar links from one friends blog to another. On my journey, I found this oh so glorious piece of work:
Let me just say thank you Jared Purrington. I don't know who you are, but apparently a friend of a friend reads/likes the blog of someone who knows you. Again, thank you.

on second thought

ok...maybe I wasn't as big of an idiot as I thought.

and then I fell.

It's affirmative. Yancy did in fact make a complete arse of himself today.

I'm such an idiot.

Hanging by a moment

Recent Results: almost pretty sure I made a complete arse of myself today. :(

Conclusion: maybe honesty isn't the best policy...at least not when it comes to girls.

Vote for Roger's shirt design

Some of you saw the cool shirt I wore for St. Patrick's Day. My friend Roger designed and printed them. He has since submitted the design to Threadless.com so you should CLICK ON THE IMAGE ABOVE and go vote for the design.

Click that you'd buy it and then vote (give it a 5). You will then be prompted to make an account. It's free and takes seconds. It's just a username, password, name, and email thing. If his design gets a high enough score threadless will make and sell the shirts. :)

ps - the design is a lot cooler in person than what they show online. For a better image, go here.

Starry Night: Show #2

Starry Night is a way cool venue. It's small but uber chill, has fun lighting, and a good house PA system. It was a great show. We had an excellent turnout and played slightly longer than expected since the first opening band didn't show.

I also think we sounded better than our first show. The levels were a little better and I could actually hear myself in the monitors!!! Yeah!

Here are some pics my sister took.

We ended with Flying Over the Atlantic again. People seem to really like it, and it seemed an appropriate lead in to the headlining band since they were playing much softer stuff. I really like this pic.

The band we opened for (Ring of Scribes) was way cool. They played a rock opera called Magic. It's based on the Harry Potter books. It sounds super cheesey, but it was totally awesome. Way cool stuff, and totally relaxing.

Here's some pics I snapped with what little battery power was left on my camera.

It was PERFECT riding weather all week

but I was too busy...so Sean and I decided we'd take to the road this Saturday after I got home from a short game of disk golf with some friends and before we had to go to our show.

Here's some stats.

Distance: 43.8 miles
Average Speed: 17.5 mph
Ride Time: ~ 2.5 hours

It was such a nice ride.

Bonfires are always fun

I've been kind of busy, thus the no new postings of late. but I liked how some of these photos turned out so I figured I'd post.

These are from last Saturday (the 10th) when my roommate and a small group of us went out to Utah Lake and burned some wood palletes and about 7 Christmas trees that this same roommate had been saving behind our house for such an occassion. He's kind of a pyro. :)

Here is said roommate:
and some of his friends that he works with: (these guys are awesome)
Roommate and girlfriend...how cute: Here's my hott date: (no really, she was hot. That fire was HUGE!)