that one time I touched Josh Groban...twice

I got these from Bub, finally. My camera died towards the end of the Josh Groban concert. Here are a few good ones.

 War at Home

 So we have this joke that this hand in the air thing is the only move Josh has, watch the Awake tour, it's true, so we laugh at Josh every time

 Our new peeps Tom and Jerri

 Getttin' our Josh merch on

Re-enacting the claw pose from the previous concert

white nights

So I was watching the Nutcracker on the youtubes b/c I wanted to see some real ballet (as opposed to the local production that is just little kids running around the stage for 2 hours) and I found the Baryshnikov version from 1977. So I watched it, and highly enjoyed it. And then I found this treasure:

White Nights-(click the link, it won't let me imbed)-Mikhaial Baryshnikov meets Gregory Hines in Russia with some kind of espionage/spy thing going on. Ballet master meets tap master and they save the world through dance?...I don't know, but I think this may be the best thing I've never seen. Clearly made in the 80's, clearly made during the cold war. My only dream now is to see this movie. I saw a clip and Baryshnikov does 11 pirouettes in a scene. How crazy is that? (If you don't know what that is, I can maybe do two, very sloppily, on a good day; and he makes it look like a piece of cake). Anyway, part of me wants to see this for the dancing, and part of me wants to see it because it's definitely a high quality movie.

Just listen to the tagline "Freedom is their dream, courage is their weapon, friendship is their only way out." Pure Gold.



I'm sorry, but this movie is also responsible for Phil Collins' Separate Lives AND Lionel Richie's Say You Say Me?....'Nuff said.

learning

Remember that time when things were going relatively well and then you learned that you really weren't the shiz you thought you were? Yeah. I don't know if this happens to anyone else but I had an experience today that truely humbled me. I thought I was doing pretty well lately. And I was proud of my efforts. I could see the different areas where I had improved and was pretty self-satisfied. I guess that was a good time for me to learn a huge life lesson. I got brought pretty low in another area of my life that I didn't even know needed work. I got told off and maybe I needed it. It sucks pretty hardcore. It made me realize that I'm not all that I thought I was. And that's probably a good thing. I guess what I can do now is learn from the experience, make changes in my life and hopefully not have to learn that lesson again. We're all learning and sometimes I forget that.

unhealthy

Like I mentioned last year, for some reason, I really dig the sad Christmas songs. I love most Christmas songs but my ultimate favorite is "Last Christmas" by Wham! I also enjoy "Please Come Home for Christmas" by the Eagles, and "Same Old Lang Syne" by Dan Folgerberg. A new favorite is "River" by Joni Mitchell, although it's not exactly a Christmas song. It's a bit unhealthy though because when I listen to these songs I tend to get more sentimental and worked up about certain things. I may need to limit their air time. I've listened to "Last Christmas" about nine times already...



You're welcome.

you're welcome, america

Last night at dinner I solved America's problems. Well, most of them. Our dinner topics went through the job crisis, health care, how congress voted to designate pizza as a vegetable, the energy crisis (my dad is an engineer and local and foreign governments want to shut down nuclear power plants because they are freaking out about this clean and pretty safe way of getting energy) among other things. Then I had it, we take all of the fat, unhealthy people and set them on treadmills, cranks, or some machine of some sort, they work the machine all day and the machines in turn make clean energy that can then be used for consumption. And the fattys get paid for it. Boom. Jobs, health care, and energy all in one. I'm a genius.

My dad said he'd vote me president 'cept I'm not 35 yet. Thanks Pops.

"I can see Russia from my house!"-oh man, what gold will election year 2012 bring us?

sometimes i'm 9

Last night I was watching "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang" and found a line that I had never noticed before. It's during the part where Professor Potts (aka Dick Van Dyke) is following Lord Scrumptious around his candy factory trying to convince him how his invention of a sweet is cool and tasty. Scrumptious is distracted and tasting other samples. Potts is explaining how there are holes in his sweets and that when you blow through them a whistling sound comes out:

Potts-"and by blowing through the holes it makes a sound come out that sounds like a...."
Scrumptious (testing a new flavor)-"Raspberry!"
Potts-"No...more like a toot."

And then they proceed to sing a song about Toot Sweets. I mean, come on. That was quite the set-up. Ahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!
Also, I learned that the screenplay was written partly by Roald Dahl. That explains mucho.
PS. The Child Catcher is still scary.

new favorite

So I have a new favorite pastime. I sometimes go on Wikipedia and just read articles about people, things, events and such for long periods of time. It's so informational and I like learning about things. Mostly it's related to movies or singers or actors, I start with someone and then something in the article catches my interest so I go to that one and it leads to another and so on. I learn lots. Because it's all there too. Recently I discovered the "random article" button on the left. You click it and it takes you to a random page within all of wikipedia-dom. Today I learned about the Stalin Letter written after WWII about the reunificaiton of Germany, that led to the Two Plus Four Treaty and the end of the Cold War. So much knowledge. I like it. Also, they have a page for news and current events. Love that too. Learned about this natural gas pipeline that is being constructed from Russia to Germany. I like to think that I'm educating myself, especially since lately I've been feeling like I don't use my brain at all. Like at all. Imagine a paralyzed person's legs that haven been used in a long time, how atrophied they look. That's my brain. I miss the mental workout that is college. Time to pump it up.

In other news, I lost one of my hubcaps somewhere along Clearwater in Kennewick last night. Scott tried to save it, but it got run over three times before he could get there. Now Atticus looks super ghetto. But I think ghetto is destined to be my style.