Pretty Excited . . .

I have been pretty excited about an invitation I received at the beginning of this year. The Department of Art at BYU-Idaho has asked me to come and give an Art Seminar at the beginning of March. I think this is pretty awesome because when I was going to school I worked in the Department of Art as a secretary and I was always helping set up the Art Seminars and helping advertise. So for me this is quite an honor to be able to go and share the little wisdom I have about Art Education (sorry about the use of a PC, I'm on my work computer).

Why I teach high school . . .

There are many reasons I teach high school. This is one of them.

Thoughts

I definitely think I am not a very good poster. Maybe if I become really good I will become the postmaster and then I can work in a postoffice but until that day I will try to improve the frequency of my postage.
Today I have decided to share some of my thoughts with the world (I mean my wife, the only one who reads this blog).
First thought: people are inherently good. I truly believe that any person one on one can teach you a valuable lesson about life. I also believe, like Andy Warhol believed, that everybody should like everybody. I mean, why not?
Second thought: it is easier to be honest than dishonest. Oh yeah, and it feels better too. I can't wrap my mind around people who lie just because they think it will benefit them. Drives me bonkers. Tell me the truth and I will respect you (even if you make mistakes). Lie to me and I have a hard time believing you ever again.
Third thought: my wife is awesome.
Fourth thought: blogs are weird. I mean who am I really talking to. I'm talking to myself. There is no guarantee that anyone will read this. What if I went down to a busy street corner and starting spouting random thoughts about life. Some people might stop and listen, but most people would just walk on by. And everyone would call me crazy. Are bloggers crazy people? I think so. Bloggers are people who, deep down inside, have the desire to be that guy who walks around talking to himself (or herself), but, knowing that it's not socially acceptable, they opt not to.
Fifth thought: no work on Monday. Oh blessed day.
Sixth thought: I don't have one.
Thank you for your time.

Don't Worry About This

I just needed to post these pictures online somewhere. This isn't a real post. I repeat, this isn't a real post.

Still one of my goals . . .

So I haven't been keeping up with my goal of posting every day or week or even month, but I could pass up an opportunity to post something today (thanks to all four of you for staying with me).

This just in at the Big Red Robot: Mix Master D-Todd is always putting together some killerly wicked mixtapes on his bloggity-blog and is offerin' a bonus mix to those who blog about his awesomeness (he's kind of a narcissist). But I love his narcissism and I will blog about him all day everyday (which you know is a lie because I have only blogged, like four times). Anyway- here is the link to this month's mix about sounds that are warm and the master list of all his mixtapes ever created, ever. His mixtapes are way good. The last one I downloaded has a play count of, like, 27 in my iTunes. Oh, and you can check his blog every month for new mixtaperiness. And besides his mixtapes, he can sometimes string together a few words that make you laugh, cry, think, or vomit. Enjoy.

Goings on

I realize that since my last post I haven't been keeping my goals so well because I have missed a few days posting since then. But don't worry, I will make up for it by filling you in on what has happened on:

Thursday February 12, 2009

We had a Spirit bowl assembly in the gym which is a competition between sophomores, juniors, seniors, and faculty. I chugged root beer as part of a relay race (that we were cheated out of). Many of the other faculty members asked me where I learned to chug like that. I told them it was not college (BYU-Idaho).  But the most interesting part was during the last ten ten minutes in the upper section of the bleachers all of the sudden this guy and girl started fighting. At first it was just yelling and threats, but it escalated and the girl started swinging. Unfortunately, the guy swung back. In the end she won and even took out a few bystanders that were trying to break up the fight. Poor fool lost to a girl. I don't know about you but I would move. Far away. Like maybe to Turkey.  Oh, and the best part was watching the principals and school resource officer trying to get up to the upper section. At first they just kind of stood there trying to decide the fastest way to get up there. If I didn't have the knee of a fifty year old I would have just gone straight up the bleachers and hopped the rail that divides the upper and lower sections, but the runner choose to go out of the gym and around to the stairs. I think there could have been a few less bloody noses.