Something to nibble on during finals...

So I watched Conan tonight whilst in the midst of a late-night break from studying and saw a comedian on named John Mulaney, who I had never heard of before. At first, I was carefully scrutinizing his routine to see if I liked it, and then I couldn't scrutinize any longer. He was hilarious.

And yes, robots are funny--but you can't compare this to robots. It's an apples to oranges comparison.

Enjoy.

Thanksgiving week

Thanksgiving was this week, as I'm sure it was for most of you--and even more, considering about 3 people visit this site every year.

It was nice to spend time with my parents and siblings and hang out with my wife's parents and siblings. This is the time of year when being away at school makes people reminiscent of earlier days and the prospect of time with family is oh so attractive. The teasing and familial comforts abound this time of year, which makes me grateful to know that my relationship with my wife will continue beyond this life, and we'll have the same sociality then as we do now.

The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints has started a new campaign, one I saw in Kansas a little while back, about God's truth being restored to Earth.

Check out this video from a convert to the church who shares her experience about what prompted her to find "truth."

I just threw up a little in my mouth...

I wonder what people are thinking sometimes. My friends and I were just "researching" which books have come under scrutiny, challenges and bans.

Where is our society going? Some of the reasons for these books being banned--for which you might want to Google for yourself--are mystifying. Here are some of my favorite books that have been banned or challenged:

Death of a Salesman
Of Mice and Men
Where's Waldo?
Farenheit 451
The Grapes of Wrath
The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
Animal Farm
Hamlet

The Bible

The Lorax
1984
Brave New World
The Wealth of Nations
Rights of Man --- Thomas Paine
Civil Disobedience

Believe me, friends--this was hard to write. So what do you think? Do you agree? Disagree?
Comment on books you love that have been banned, or books you think should be banned.

Gotta go. I think the season finale of The Surreal Life is on.
I kid because I care.

A word about criminology...

Life can be dangerous. There all sorts of ruffians out there who are just looking to take advantage of us, no matter what. So what can we do?

Nothing, really.

Unless we learn some self-defense. That's right, some self-defense has always gone a long way in protecting our friends and family from up-to-no-gooders whose sole function in life is to be up to no good. And I'm done with it. I believe in general deterrence, and this, I think, is what we need to do!

The weekend WHY

So when two people have a fondness for one another, when is it "robbing the cradle?"

I'm sure all of you who read this (probably not even one person) have thought that same question. Partly because you've probably had a crush on a guy or girl 5 or 10 years older than you, or in that rare case, you are that 10-year senior to your crush. If that is the case, and you're 10 years older, please check out Match.com or your local LDS SIngles ward and choose a more appropriate age. Unless the youngest of a couple has crossed the threshold for 30, that kind of thing shouldn't be going on.

Imagine saying to your beloved during a road trip: "This song was my senior class' song. Right when it came out, I graduated," he says. "Really? I was 8 when it came out."

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The above line is the one you shouldn't cross.

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So tennis was the lead sports story for the Wall Street Journal weekend edition. A waste of space, if you ask me. And not because I don't like tennis. But who is going to want to go out and play tennis after they've just spent the entire day reading the Wall Street Journal? And not out of leisure, but because it takes that long to get through the thing! It's the only mainstream newspaper I can think of that has it's own jargon--it's called rich.

Cookies, donuts, championship soccer

Greetings, friends.

Things have been excititing over here in Stillwater the last little while. I still haven't found a job (after applying nearly everywhere in town), so I've been power washing my parents' fence and other yard work to make some money. Most of the time I've been eating Krispy Kreme donuts and studing for the LSAT.

The LSAT is hard. Really hard. I've done a few practice exams so far, and they're getting better, but at times it's as though I'm trying to deadlift any significant amount of weight. Any of you who know me that any significant amount of weight is about 4 times more than I weigh.

Luckily, the class I'm taking is getting me prepared.

Last night my indoor soccer team played in the championship game. Did we win? To be honest, I would say that we got beat like a red-headed step child.

Speaking of red-headed step children, where did that phrase come from? How many red heads are step children and how many of them are really beaten? Maybe as a society we're just accepting the role of punching bag. I mean, remember Cheaper by the Dozen? The red head they called FedEx was also one who was physically and mentally abused to the point that he had intimate walks and talks with a frog named Beans.

Sheesh.

Anyway, the team that beat us indeed clobbered us, with a final score of 13-6. Now mind you, in our league, goals scored by girls count for two. Their girls scored six goals, accounding for 12 points. They were, let's say, sturdy, girls. Believe me, I ran into them at times.

But, to our avail, my fiancee, Kelsi, scored twice to keep things moderately respectable.

I need to take a breathe.

So I need to study more, and I'm going to try to update this blog more than once every 9 months. Or one per kid.

Ciao.