Desmond Dekker's Doing Fine..

So earlier this week I made the trek up to utar for thanksgiving.  Originally I was going to be leaving on Tuesday night, but I needed to do some stuff to my truck beforehand.  I had to get my shocks and struts replaced and an A/F ratio sensor.  Luckily for my Justin, my brother-in-law, was able and willing to help me out.  With the shocks replaced I was ready to go on Wednesday morning.  With the 400 lbs of oranges I took off before dawn.

Seeing the sunrise and passing Zzyzx road (good luck pronouncing that if you're not from around the area) I made it to baker when it was 52 outside (btw the Tommy's burger in Barstow at 9 am really hit the spot)

Everything was going well until just outside of Vegas, heading past it that is.  Even the traffic in Vegas wasn't really bad, just a short spot of slowing down, but it was good, all things considered.  The bad stuff happened 15 or 20 minutes outside of town.  That's when traffic stopped dead in its tracks.  People were getting out of their cars, laying on top of them and even walking their dogs.  A lot of people were just driving through the media and heading south and trying to find a back road, which eventually I tried to do as well.  Turns out that as I was heading down the side road, it turns into a dirt road.  I actually wound up just wasting a bunch of time but i did get to see the car that ran into a semi. It was crushed really bad, but I didn't get a picture of it.  I decided to get back in line after realizing I was just wasting my time trying to save time.  All in all I wasn't going anywhere for at least an hour and a half.  (it was a 3 vehicle accident and involved at least one fatality)

Having the Vegas junk behind me the rest of the drive was fine and I made it to Orem without any other problems.  Time to enjoy the cold weather while I can...

Under the Floor

I think every once in a while we need to take a night and sleep on the floor.  It's good for us.  I do it once every week or two.  It makes sleeping in a hammock, or bed if that's what you use, that much better.  Try it.

The Bear Necessities

I stumbled upon that picture and thought that it would be perfect for the blog.  For some reason it makes me laugh, and not just a measly chuckle.  Enjoy.

In the Garage...

Even though it's been more than a week I don't have a whole lot to write about.  The things that I do have to write about will be short too. 

1.  Because it's normally a rare occasion I thought I'd tell everyone that I went on a date.  It was fun.  I thought about actually telling you about it, but it's sad enough that I'm even mentioning this so I think I'll leave it at that.  Oh and I think I won't wait 2 months between the next one either.

2.   Today all of the girls out at work complemented me on my hair.  The funny thing is, I just towel dried my hair, left it a mess and threw some hairspray on it to make sure it stayed messing looking.  They say I should do it more often...

3.  I don't remember what 3 was, so it probably wasn't that good or important.

When It's Over..

Well another year has come and gone.  Halloween was fun, but this year, after the dance, Saturday didn't feel like Halloween at all.  On Friday a number of people told me that I was pretty creative.  I don't really agree with that, but told them thanks anyway.  I don't see myself as very creative, just as one (speaking about costumes mind you) who takes someone's idea and then replicates it to a degree.  It's just a shame that I only had a few pictures and the trailer to go off of.  It was good enough and people seemed to like it, so I count it as another successful Halloween.  Many thanks to those who helped out, Lori (who helped out quite a bit with her sewing know how), Kat (who made the pink handkerchief), Jessica (who did my makeup out at work), and anyone else who helped out in one way or another, even if it was just by keeping your mouth shut if I told you what I was going to be ahead of time.  Here are a few pics

My eyebrows and wig.  Boy did that thing smell weird.

Getting most of the makeup taken care of.

 Aston (the peacock) and I

I found Alice at the dance and no, we didn't plan this.

The final get up.

Here's a picture of what he'll look like now.

Also, people at church now call me the Mad Hatter instead of Joseph Smith...