The North Korean Problem

I've been reading a lot about North Korea and this missile/rocket thing they are testing out. Everyone is freaking out and wondering why they wan to blow us up. Well, I think I might have figured it out. World leaders are just like little kids on a playground. They just want to be included. Let me explain.

Let’s say that Little Georgie Bush just got a brand new model airplane for his birthday but little Kim Jong Il’s mom and dad could only afford to give him a ball of brown yarn. And Little Georgie is only letting those children that don’t harbor or fund terrorists play with his new toy. This means little Kim Jong can only watch the fun from afar and this obviously makes him very sad and jealous. So he skifes some matches from his good friend Mouhmoud and threatens to send a flaming ball of yarn into Georgie’s sandbox if he can’t take the plane for a spin. The only problem is that right now Kim Jong's arm is severely deformed and he can only toss the yarn as far as the mud puddle that is right in front of him. (His parents are trying to get that fixed but they have run into some technical difficulties.) The only hope the Great Free Sandbox has is Georgie's adopted brother, Barack. He has finally entered the playground and has taken over the defense of the sandbox. And, thankfully, is trying to befriend Kim Jong, but he is still paranoid. Little Georgie was so mean to him (stealing lunch money, barring him from the club house, convincing his parents and friends that he is just a lunatic) he's going to have hard time learning to trust this new guy. He better though cause Barack has one of the best arms in 5th grade and I hear he's got a whole box of matches. All we can do is pray that the kids on the playground will soon return to peaceful coexistence.

Okay maybe I took that analogy a bit to far...

Here's an article --> N. Korea Rocket on Launch Pad

I can't think of a witty enough title

So I'm thinking about trying something new. It's pretty scary for me and I'm not sure how I feel about it yet. Don't worry it's nothing too weird. Please don't laugh...or maybe you should laugh...crap. This might not work. Did you laugh just then? If the answer is yes then you can keep reading. If it was no then please stop reading immediately and go find something better to occupy your time.

Okay so I want to do stand-up comedy. I know it's weird and crazy and improbable and the hardest performing art to break into and I suck at the whole writing jokes thing but I think it would be fun. And the BYU stand-up club doesn't have a girl so that like gives me a better chance, right? Okay so probably affirmative action doesn't apply in this situation.

...Yeah so I'm already starting to doubt my abilities. I'll get back to you guys...

My Art

In the last few months I have picked up a strange hobby.

Watercolors

I'm not very good but I thought I would share a few of my personal favorites!
PS Sorry about the wonky formatting. Blogger wasn't being happy with me.

Just laugh...you know you want too!

More funny comics!

"Life has loveliness to sell..." and for a limited time it's only $9.99!

This semester I am taking a Biology class. It's nothing special, just Bio 100. I need it to graduate or I wouldn't be taking it. But you see my professor is special. And by special I mean he obviously has suffered a traumatic brain injury. His name is Hal Black and he is obsessed with birds. On several occasions he has brought in dead birds that he has carefully placed on a paper towel and passed them around the class. Apparently this man has never heard of disease. I spend 95% of the class drawing pictures and I don't miss anything. When I decide to tune in I discover we are talking about Santa. Or the fact that just because the Cardinals lost the Superbowl doesn't mean birds are any less majestic. One day we watched Amadeus. (Good movie, bad biology lesson.) Our tests are even more bizzare.

Sample Question: Dead feathers, so what?
Acceptable answer: a poem about ducks.

At this point you're all probably thinking "yeah right". I am not joking. This man is insane. I really don't understand how the administration has let this continue.

My New Favorite Things

I figure you read my blog. You must be interested in what I like.

#1: Brandon Sanderson. I know I've mentioned the Mistborn novels before but the final book in the trilogy just came out about a month ago and can I just say wow! I highly recommend this series to anyone who is a fan of fantasy, or mystery, or adventure books. Or anyone interested in philosophy or politics. They are beautifully written and so engaging!


#2: 80's music! Ugly clothes, awesome music!


#3. Andy Warhol. He is quite possibly the greatest pop artist to ever live. You can't help but stare when a piece of his work is shown.
#4. The Office. This show is the best written comedy to come out of America ever. Every Thursday you will find me in front of the television patiently waiting for the next episode to start. I mean, who doesn't laugh when Dwight says something off the wall or cringe when Michael tries to create some office unity. I'm not going to lie, I was more interested and involved in Jim and Pam than in my own life for a while. "Do I want to be feared or loved? Both. I want people to be afraid of how much they love me."
#5. Guantanamo Bay Debates. In the last two weeks I have had 5 debates and several discussions about the status of Gitmo. I haven't gotten so excited about something in a very long time. It's wonderful. :)

She Returns!

So I have decided to start this baby up again! Not that I really have a lot to say or that anyone cares what I think but it will give me the satisfaction of knowing that I am doing something that may someday be an asset to someone.

I've been thinking about a lot of things lately. It is the curse of the young. We have too many decisions to make and consequently think about them to much. It's time for some confessions.

Confession #1: I am changing my major...for the sixth time... I hear a lot of college kids talk about how normal it is switch your major several times before you get the right fit but I'm starting to think that I am not normal. I have gone from Anthropology to a brief flirtation with Physics/Astronomy to Political Science to Acting to Philosophy and now back to Political Science. It's a mess. I have no idea what to do with life apparently. I have pretty much wasted a year and a half of college and about $6000. This cannot be healthy. Hopefully, I've found something I love and maybe I can stick with it. Pray for me.

Confession #2: I am a political junkie. This probably isn't a big surprise to those that know me. But surprisingly enough this blog has not really shown my true colors. Anywho, the presidential election is something I have been invested in since day one. Now, two years is a really long time to obsessed by something and I know a lot of people got sick and tired of hearing about Hillary, McCain, Obama, and that William Ayers guy. But not me! I am not so easily bored. Just ask the hundreds of people who had to listen to me rant about Lord of the Rings for the last 7 years! :) Anyways, I am not looking to ruffle any feathers I just want to say that I am very excited to see what the next four years will bring us. I was an Obama supporter from the beginning. (Even before it was cool to be an Obama supporter.) I realize this makes me a little bias but I just want to say that maybe we should wait until our president has tried enacting some actual policy before we start trying to impeach him. All of the doom criers out there really need to chill out. Nothing can be as bad as the last 8 years. That is all I will say. I could fill several blogs with my political opinions but then I think I would get even less readership than I get on this one... ;)

Confession #3: I am NOT looking forward to the Twilight movie. I hate fangirls.

Confession #4: I am pretty much about to strangle someone right now. I shouldn't use names just in case she or someone she knows stumbles upon my blog. (Highly unlikely) It is kind of a nightmare. I try to be nice and engaging but I get ignored and judged. There has been some rumor spreading as well. It's all high school drama crap. I thought adults were above stupid crap like this but apparently I was wrong. I know there is a reason this person acts this way and that they are dealing with a lot of things. But so are other other people...aka me...and I try to be considerate but it is really to hard when they are not. (Sorry...sometimes you just gotta get stuff off your chest. I will try to keep the personal diatribes to a minimum from now on... ;) )

Confession #5: Boys are stupid. That is all.

Have a lovely time everyone. I will try to be better! I promise! Till then here's a funny picture of me for you all to enjoy!