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So, I guess I just can't help myself. I stopped blogging for a while during the end of the election cycle, in addition to the most recent Utah legislative session, because in both cases, and to one degree or another, things don't change, haven't changed, etc.But this one makes me cringe.Last night HBO aired the much-ballyhooed and berated episode of Big Love, wherein a character was portrayed

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Furniture design has at least as much to do with design as it does with comfort. The best pieces find the elusive balance between the two. Sometimes, furniture is just so good lookin' that the ergonomic comfort is less important. I guess.The Dr ST sofa, from Vincent Cadena, is like dessert: it's just TASTY! Love the legs.

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Completed in 1961, the Fawcett House, by Frank Lloyd Wright is for sale. Located on 80 acres in Merced county, California, the price seems inviting. Also interesting is the choice to put it on the market right now. I've noted in the recent past that there are only three reasons for selling an asset right now: Death, Divorce, or Debt.But then again, buyers in this space are likely a little less

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You know I have a tendency to post pictures when I don't have much to say. In fact, I have lots to say, with the state leg in session, hoping to legislate our collective morality, and the bloggy land and newspaper opinion pages afire with people making stupid comments and assumptions.But I shall refrain.Instead, this was us last night when we were caught watching Chuck in 3D:There was an

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About now, I'm craving the smell of freshly cut grass and the feeling of warm sun on bare feet. How about you?So, in the interim, check out this Flickr group, called, of all things, Modern Landscaping.And yes, I'd pretty much KILL for one of those Eichler houses. Like, way.Grabbed from one of my favorite places, Grassroots Modern.

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Further to my thoughts about economic recovery, here is a thought about the housing mess. While there are many facets to the problem, and therefore several solutions will need to be addressed, I think this a good solution for a portion of the problem.In short, there are huge numbers of people who are living in their houses, and who want to continue to live in their houses, but are experiencing a

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I consider myself to have a somewhat firm understanding of general economic principles. I'm no economist, but I understand how credit greases the skids of the general economy, and how it affects us all. From my point of view, there are a few very simple, though big and far-reaching, things that we must see in order to bring the economy out of its nose dive:1. Far reaching and permanent tax relief

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Over the Christmas break we planned to take everyone to see the BodyWorlds exhibit. I promised I wouldn't point at any "swimming suit places" and giggle like a little girl.But I forgot to extract the same promise from the children.I have a feeling this little picture is going to end up on somebody's Facebook page.

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In reading what I wrote in a stream-of-consciousness kind of thing a couple of posts ago, one could easily get the impression that I am about to simply jump off the roof. Such is not the case. There are, however, some people I'd like to THROW off the roof, but that's another post for another day.That said, I do REALLY appreciate sunny days during the winter. That really lifts my spirits, and I

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So, I'm standing in the Eddie Bauer store at a local mall over the weekend. I wanted a couple of new plain T-shirts, and I like the Eddie Bauer ones.I walk in there, and their long sleeve ones are on the top shelf. No problem, thinks I.So I reach up and grab the right size off the pile on the top shelf. That's when the fun started. As I pulled it off the pile, the corner of it grabbed the

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Dear 2009:Do me a small favor, will ya, and turn around and give 2008 the finger on its way out. It was very unkind as it wrapped up its presence in my life.I'm no fan of the last part of the year we call the "holiday season." It actually starts around the end of September, in a way. Like clockwork, I wake up one morning and hear the Canada geese honking their way over my house, on their way to a

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Sort of like what my brain has felt like lately.

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It's probably time I woke this thing back up, and put myself back out there a bit.I crawled into a hole a while back, for several reasons. Most notably, the company I was working for basically vaporized in my hands. You may ask, was there no warning? And I would say that there was, and I chose to ignore them. The warnings were not big, they were small. But more to the point, I was made aware of a

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"Untitled"That's what famous artists do when they can't think of a title for their painting. And me.So here's a coupla pics then:"Somebody" thinks she's simply a hairy human. Who likes steak. This is where she hangs out when there's cookin' afoot. She always thinks one of them is for her.I didn't know ThatOneWife was taking pictures that day. Shoulda sucked in my gut more. But at least my belt is

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Yeah, that's right, I chopped my hair off. Time to face the reality that is my noggin. Actually, the shape of my head is not as goofy as I thought it was, and that was the reason I kept longer hair up til now. Oh well, it is what it is. No botox there, safe to say.Anyway, I mentioned that we were going to the Al Green concert at Red Butte last week. That picture is from there. We quite enjoy

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Hi. I consider it no coincidence that I have played better golf since buying these. My most recent handicap revision shows me (temporarily, I'm sure) at a 9.9 handicap. Officially a single-digit handicap. Down from 13.4 earlier this year. The evidence is clear. Actually, it's black with lime-green printing on the waistband.I'm just sayin.It's been a busy few weeks... my oldest kid has arrived

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News outlets are reporting that Alaska Governor Sarah Palin is to be named as McCain's VP pick.What do I have to say about that, you ask?It seems like a low-brow, pandering pick aimed at attracting the jilted Clinton Dems who wanted a woman in The Office.The question is this - is that really going to work? Does McCain think women will flock to his ticket, particularly women Democrats who feel

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See those two hairs there? yeah - those two. They belong neither to the right nor the left. They are volunteers. No mater what I do - pluck, pull, shave, jab, tweeze, whatever... they just come back.Stubborn little volunteers.GAAAAHH!!!

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Follow up to a couple of comments....Never been seen together, at least not as far as Google knows, but the resemblance is striking nonetheless.

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A few weeks ago, we went to The Police concert. It TOTALLY lived up to the hype. My ears rang and my voice was husky. We were close, and even if we weren't, there was a massive HD screen behind the trio that showed everything that one would have needed to see.Elvis Costello opened, and he was great as well. Louder even than The Police ever got, and that's saying something, because they also got

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The little dude in the background wishes he was our kid too. I have no doubt of this.This is the youngest of our usually-stampeding herd. He's a pretty swell kid, like the rest of them.

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When the sign on the Alpine Slide says SLOW DOWN, you should do that.Just sayin'....

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3 things:1. Shadow2. Reflection3 Hunderd?Tri-fail.

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Or maybe have a calf?My best feature. I earned these the hard way about 25 years ago as a missionary in Denmark. In those days, and in those Scandinavian countries, the missionaries stuck to the apartment areas, which were predominant anyway. The design of those apartment buildings was such that there are MANY outside doors, each with its own address. As you walk in, there are 2 doors on the

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You know the Murphy's Law about how the Jelly side of the toast always lands on the floor. And you know the law about a cat always landing on its feet.I'm working on a product I'm calling Cat-Toast. Maybe Feline Fried Bread? Tabby-Toast? Hairless Wonder Bread? Something like that.We'll see how it goes.On another note, in addition to the Boob Bowl, I like the wall-mounted Boob Bar as a

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Here, have one - you know you want one...Also, this try seems to have worked out a little better than last time.That is all for now.

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Starting to get back into the swing of things here. And getting back to posting, mostly regularly. We're in the middle of an office move, and things have conspired to keep me out of my regular routine, and busy all at the same time.I took some time to undertake a fairly large home project as well during the time away. Here is a before and after picture for you:Yeah - pretty gross and embarrassing

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A brief hello, to let you know I will be back it is shortly. Too bad, you say? Tough.In the meantime, enjoy this little tidbit. 3+ minutes of musical excellence. This young individual has mastered more than the notes.Hat-tip goes to my bro, who facebooked it at me.Enjoy.

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Yeah, have you seen this movie yet? We saw it a week or two ago. Rather enjoyed the movie, enjoyed tremendously ogling the architecture of Tony Stark's house. I wondered if it was real, and if so, why I've never seen a picture of it, or where it might be.So this leads to the inevitable internet search.It seems the house, as you see it perched on Point Dume, is a fabrication. However, it was very

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So, most who know me, know that I am not a big fan of the console game systems, or computer games in general. Keep that little tidbit in your mind as I relate the following conversation. This occurred, I believe, as we were either driving home from Mesquite (with me as a captive audience), or at some other time during the trip (with me as a captive audience).Her: That Wii Fit thing looks pretty

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So, been away from the home for a little bit. Doing stuff like this:yes, mugging for some self-shots. We actually managed to find some relatively nice weather not too far from home over the long weekend. From what we hear, it was much better than anything around here. One of our favorite, and close, places to go is Mesquite, Nevada. Unlike many who visit there, we don't go there to gamble. Didn't

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Would you let your daughter date this kid?Or maybe you would be okay with your son dating this one?Those are two of our kids, graduating from high school later this month. That's #4 and #5 for those keeping score at home. And yes, they're twins....On another note, I believe I have finally fixed my driver and 3 wood off the tee. 95% of golfers try really hard to "help" the ball off the tee by

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I don't have much for you today, so you'll have to settle for a link farm.I have just over 600 posts of banality, sprinkled with a healthy dose of inanity. Here you will find a Top Ten list of some of the more memorables, in no particular order. Have fun.There are 11 - so consider the last one a bonus.The Hinano IncidentMy "I'd Do Her" list - to which I have added Angie Harmon - with the

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A couple of years ago, when we finished our little fish pond area, we laid a little stone patio and put an archway leading to the area. Obviously, you don't place an archway without planting something to grow on it. So after a little thought, it was decided that a vine of Wisteria would fit the bill nicely.Wisteria vines grow these great ponderous flowing blooms of violet colored flowers, which

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Some time ago when I posted pictures of our Living room remodel I meant to follow it up with pictures of the kitchen remodel that took place around that time. It's been long enough now that I can't even remember for sure if the kitchen came before the living room, or if the living room was first.Now that I think about it, the living room was done first because I was a little anal about

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I've noticed an uptick recently. Yes, I have. I've noticed more punk-driven cars toting images on their back window - it seems there are more of those Air Jordan icons/logos around, along with more of the Nike logos as well.It's not news that young thugs seem to identify with sports teams or specific players. You've seen the "Raiders" logos out there - along with the associated morons who stick

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Co-worker: Hey, you wanna go to lunch with us females?Me: Nah, I'm good, thanks.Co-worker: It's Sizzler, are you SUUUURE??Me: Nah, I'm REALLY good, thanks though.It was as if they thought the location would be a positive factor in my decision making process. Though it did help. Barely escaped with my dignity there.

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This Miley Cyrus thing has me confused as to what the big deal is. So I took a picture of my own, you know, for some perspective.Now I understand completely. Eeek.And it seems I've let myself go just a little bit.Thanks.

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Current trend-spotting in bathroom designs has the traditional sink cabinet moving from the floor to "floating" on the wall much like the upper cabinets in the kitchen. There are some VERY elegant designs for these, and they seem like good entry-level DIY projects for a weekend warrior.Here is something I saw today:From here.

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So here's a meat-and-potatoes post for all you who crave such things:First item: What is it about the older British bands feeling a need to try their hand out at some good old USA country music? The Beatles did it, the Rolling Stones, even Elton John did it... the list is long... it's an odd practice, one that intrigues me. On a related note, I was listening to American Routes the other week,

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This just in:John Daly (the hefty pro golfer who cares more about beer and well, beer... than golf), comes this video of him playing golf without a shirt. If you're unfamiliar, Mr. Daly is hardly the model athlete, with hardly what you would call the premium athlete's body.I'll apologize in advance right now - and will back to more salient posts in a day or two.

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(so that post back there? The one graced with the stinky photo of Allen Iverson? Yeah, that was post number 600. I now have 600 posts, in which I say virtually NOTHING. And in keeping with that theme, here's this:)Plastic is fun:That's just funny.

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One random thought before the meat of this post:The Lakers/Nuggets series features players who carry more ink than a newspaper. Just sayin.Now, onto the real thing:For several months now we have been on a mini quest to find a new Living Room couch and chair set. We've looked at places like the usual catalog suspects - Pottery Barn, Hive, NY Loft, et al. We've also been to Ikea nd sat on

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Here are a few pictures of some inspired modern interior design for you to drool over as I have already:I thoroughly dig the framed old brick wall. It's like a window to the history of the home.Link is here.There are some real nice photos of living room interiors there.One other one:This is a more truly contemporary living room. I really like the treatment of the fireplace wall area, as you knew

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One of our favorite new shows is Reaper. Every episode is hilarious, with a cast FULL of great characters, along with a hottie or two for good measure. What else could one need? How about a Satan character that is PERFECTLY cast. Ray Wise, cast as Satan, was outstanding from the very first episode. I said so during that first episode too. The guy is uncanny good. You should watch it.Anyway,

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One of our bunch just got back from a band trip to Disneyland yesterday, thus perpetuating for one more generation, the legend that begins, "Well, there was this one time at band camp..."Anyway. I didn't ask her anything about the bus ride to and from because, frankly, I don't want to know - I'd be scared, then mad, I'm sure.Upon her return, in what was apparently one piece, she hurriedly gave

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Yesterday when I posted my crankery with regard to DirecTV, I was also going to post a random list of other things/people who bug the crap out of me. But the post was long, and the time short. Without further ado, then, here are some of those. See if you agree:This bugs me to no end:1. Girls (mostly) who drive and text message at the same time.2. People who talk with their mouths full to

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Every Monday evening I make a trek to The Great Utah County to get a young-un to a trumpet lesson. Each week as I make my way further into enemy territory, the highway bends to the left, where this is a fairly new retail development.On the end, near the freeway, there is an italian restaurant named La Vigna. I'm sure it's a wonderful place - the D-News gave it a decent review, I saw that while I

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DirecTV, I like you THIS MUCH:Unfortunately, you have me by the shorties. Two times in the last week, I've set the Tivo to record stuff while I was out of the house doing other things. I like Tivo a lot, and up til now it has been rock solid. We like to watch a certain group of shows, and we almost NEVER watch them in real time, always recorded. We can watch an hour long show in 40 minutes that

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Here's the thing, see. Three Fat Chickens on a grill have to be babysat. It was supposed to be a nice meal of beer-can chicken. The chickens were fresh and fat, seasoned to tasty perfection and ready to be "mounted" on the grill (ahem).The grill was set at the right temperature, and a suitable vent for extra heat chosen and set - okay, that was a bent coke can, but whatever. It was go time.And

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Okay, so there was one thing I was going to stick in the last post but forgot:This morning I was stumbling from the bed to the bathroom to do my "thing"... and after doing so, stepped on the scale. It read 221.6. I was pretty excited. You'll remember that I have been STALLED at just above 222 for a long time. I was so excited I scrambled the jets to look for the camera, but it was nowhere to be

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So, it's been a hellish (devilish??) day, not to mention a hellish week. But nevertheless, it's Friday, and I have a couple of thoughts:As has been my little tradition, I turn to the Funky Friday playlist in my iTunes and give it a whirl in randomize mode. This brought up something interesting to me, given the day.Because, in addition to being Friday, it's also the 40th (if I'm not mistaken??)

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BACON!!No! Boobies!No! Bacon!Hey - wait a minute - what's going on here?!?

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And a couple of bonus items before we get down to business: late last year I found my self drawn to a set of three albums on my hard drive, called Verve Remixed, 1, 2, and 3. These are albums of clubby dancy music, remixed using the familiar riffs and snippets from the extensive Verve Music catalogs - Verve has a large Jazz set, and these albums are wonderful listening, if you can deal with BEAT.

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Sorry to be so busy lately, and I apologize to BOTH of my readers.It seems I've been busy trying to find time to go skiing a couple more times this year, and trying to figure out when to start booking tee times as well.Oh, and the trivial stuff, like WORK, which is seriously impeding the practice of my lifestyle.I'll be back this afternoon, with a new On My Hard Drive, along with a couple of

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Actually, FOR the Police:I'm a little bit excited.

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What if I want to be a MILF???Apparently I can with an Astin Martin for (only) $1569 per month.

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Been out of town for a little getaway to some warmer weather...Just getting through the deluge of junk mail and unfinished tasks.Course: Falcon RidgeHole: 2nd, Par 3, 130 yardsClub: WedgieGolfer: Compleat Dork

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I ran out of the house this morning, forgetting to grab my most current editions of Dwell and Men's Journal. I tend to leave them at home for a few days, then bring them to work. There is a reason for this. It's very simple - 90% of the time, I tend to trundle off to the Board Room (and by board room, I mean the porcelain pony) at the office rather than at home, where I have my morning

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You should go here and load this linkThat, ladies and gentlemen, is just darn good interwebbing right there.That is all.

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At 5:30 this morning, I had this post all figured out. Now it seems a long way off in the distant foggy past.Being Friday, it's a mish-mash of all things Random:First off, today is Pi Day (π Day) . It's March 14th. Get it? 3/14 or 3.14.Come on, you know you want to celebrate by doing some beer-pong partying with that guy right there.It also happens to be Einstein's birthday. It appears he was

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That is all.

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Last week we heard that Dirty Dancer Patrick Swayze had been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. Then only yesterday, we hear that Jeff Healey has also died of cancer at age 41.I don't have a good giveaway, but I'll give a big sloppy kiss to the first commenter who links these two events properly, without looking either up on Teh Wiki...(the image here is probably a clue...)ready, set, GO!

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About a week ago I got an application that would allow me to get my DVDs onto my laptop. It's a slow and tedious process, but it's nice to be able to download a movie I already own onto my iPod Touch, etc.I've had "300" playing in the background here at my desk for an hour or so, and when I'm not watching, I'm listening. This serves to bring the movie music to the attention. At least for me

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I've been getting a large number of hits lately on one specific page, so I decided to check it out.Seems I'm the number three hit for the words: Amor Vincit Omnia Tattoo.Go me. If you're wondering why that is, you can click on the label below...:)

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At a first glance the Schimmel Pegasus Piano doesn’t look like a piano. With those beautifully sculpted curves this piano looks more like a futuristic spaceship. The Piano has over 200 strings with a key assembly of 10000 pieces with a fully adjustable hydraulic lid. Now you can have your own Schimmel Pegasus Piano because there’s one for sale until March 15th, only 14 were made ten years ago for

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The Cookie Mug:

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When I was about 6-7 years old, our dad drove a red VW bug. I remember in the winter time he would take us out and do donuts in cul de sacs.... One time, and this was apparently super-common, a few kids ran out into the road, grabbed onto the back bumper, and rode along as if being dragged by a water-ski boat, as long as they possibly cold. My dad would swerve around trying to dump them off,

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Since I can't even stand the thought of a contact lens in my eye, I guess I'm not a candidate.

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A quote attributed to Teddy Roosevelt:"In the first place, we should insist that if the immigrant who comes here in good faith becomes an American and assimilates himself to us, he shall be treated on an exact equality with everyone else, for it is an outrage to discriminate against any such man because of creed, or birthplace, or origin. But this is predicated upon the person's becoming in every

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So if you're still out there, you may be wondering how this all ties up into a nice neat package. And by the emails I've had, there are some questions as well. For starters, I don't blame anyone for where I am, or how I got to where I am, because, you see, I LIKE where I am, and I don't fault anyone for me being here, except myself. I've made my decisions, and lived with their consequences. Many

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And for the record, I followed my heart, for probably the first, or second (now that I think about it), time in my life. It was the most difficult decision I've made in my life, but the one for which I am most thankful.In an effort to be as fair as possible, I'm sure that I was not the perfect husband, church leader, or father. And I'm sure that over the years I inflicted my fair share of damage

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If you're still reading this silliness, here is part eight:Then I graduated from school and found a job. By that time, she was pregnant with twins, a circumstance having been accomplished with fertility drugs. We decided that I would go to the US, get working, and come back in time for the birth of the kids. And with that, I headed out. I had a contract in hand to be a second engineer on a

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All through this time, I never forgot about Joanne. She wrote once or twice after I got home, even after we were married, I believe. She always told me to follow my heart.I will never forget that one day though. When our oldest was less than a year old, I got a letter in the mail notifying me that Joanne had been killed in a car accident in a mountain pass in the interior of British Columbia. Her

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My return from missionary life was a weird time - it went by fast, and was a swirl of new and old feelings alike, along with increased pressure and expectations. All of a sudden, I was back to being expected to do certain things. My mission president told me my next calling was to get home and get married, and it seemed my parents were standing by ready to do whatever was necessary to get that

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The arrival home was certainly better than the travel, which, I'm sure, is what my parents were banking on. I am pretty certain they were in a big hurry to get me away from my previous life, and get me back into my old life. Which, to various degrees, is exactly what happened. It was the beginning of August by now, and with a month or so of "free time" I was generally left to my own devices for a

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So, skipping along here... (I have wondered here if there is way too much detail here, but since we've started, we'll continue...) Spring shows up with the blooms for which the city is famous, and graduation comes and goes. By now, I am feeling the pressure of it all, and so is Joanne. We have lots of long talks about it, and like the (very) young kids we are, we each make promises to each other

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All through my growing up years, and this senior year included, I was (along with all my friends) a good Mormon boy. We had our wilder side, for sure, but we were always there Sunday morning, doing our duties, and generally being good. It was my last year of high school, and I found success in the music programs beyond what my old high school offered me, in fact not since junior high, when I was

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So, Mrs. ThatOneGuy called me last night (she's out of town this week on business), and said, "where is THAT all going?"..... I replied that I had no idea, I hadn't finished writing it. So I guess we'll see. Actually, I do have an idea of where it is going, and what the point of it all is. Much of this information is background, and I PROMISE, it will tie up into a nice neat bow, and smell of

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This post has been inside me for a long time. About three weeks ago, somebody I know wrote about their thoughts and reasons for beginning a blog, and that inspired me to drop a post on the story behind why I started blogging, or, at least, why I chose a blog as a venue.I've said a couple of times that I started this blog as a venue to practice a more casual writing style. One of my first real

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When you RISK going up the mountain when there is every possibility that the county could close the road behind you, your REWARD is 15 inches of fresh, untracked, ungroomed powder.Snow Totals 48 Hour: 15” 24 Hour: 15”

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You hearin' me Bellum, loud and clear??:)Goes for the gender thing too... and one-eyes versus two-eyes....

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Have you ever had one of these days:When you get dressed, you know your stuff doesn't match, and YOU JUST DON'T CARE??This morning I was standing in the closet, looking through the clothes, deciding what to wear, when I just said, screw it, and grabbed whatever there was hanging there in front of me... here is what came out:Gray T-shirt with a white silhouette of Barack Obama on it, a medium

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Congrats, John Clayton. You're one of the good guys!www.JohnClaytonJazz.com

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From The Bakersfield Californian:Deeply discounted new homes go on sale Saturday in two northeast Bakersfield communities, an event that has inspired stakeout tactics in some would-be homeowners and a measure of concern among those who paid full price to live in the neighborhoods. D.R. Horton Inc. is selling homes at up to a 50 percent discount in 23 Southern California developments starting this

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Sporting the tell-tale raccoon eyes and winter sunburn.Courtesy of a ski day yesterday. YAY - love the winter burn, baby! Well, nice to get out of the smog, anyway. Nice neanderthal brow though, no??

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NOTE: FOR MORE ARCHITECTURE STYLE ARTICLES ON THIS BLOG, CLICK HERE.William Krisel came onto the Mid Century Modern scene as an architect fairly late in the game. guys like Rudolph Schindler and Richard Neutra were garnering a lot of the attention in the 50's, when Bill Krisel came to Palm Springs as a recent USC grad.Krisel retired as a practicing architect 20 years ago. But he notes that he was

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How'd they get that IN there, anyway.That is all.

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Over the last 25 years or so, I could count on the very simple fact that about 2 times per year, I would experience some degree of muscle spasm in my lower back. This came about as the result of having worked on a roofing crew for a summer while I was in college. During that summer, I hurt my back pretty seriously, damaged a couple of discs, and found myself off work and in traction and physical

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okay, just kidding, but here's a fireplace anyway...But wait, there's more.It's interesting, really... whenever there's lots going on that I think would make a good post, I tend to get overwhelmed and not post anything. So, I'm going to (metaphorically) scribble some randomness here, under all sorts of categories, and we'll just go from there.First, whenever the Utah Legislature is in session,

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A little eye candy for you to think about as we wait for yet another snow storm this afternoon...

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So, it's been snowing here every other day, for about three and a half years, give or take.Or it seems so, anyway. I can't remember a winter in a very long time that we have had this much snow. Being a desert, the national weather service monitors snow pack, and all of Utah is above 100% of normal. It's actually more than 160% in some places. If the spring is late, and the weather warms up fast,

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Yes We Can.Feed our nation.End the war.Pay our teachers.Be oil-independent. Educate or children.Balance a budget.End high-income tax breaks.Tell Special Interests to Go To Hell.FUCKIN-AY, YES WE CAN.Pass it on.

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When you first start blogging, like any new little hobby, you spend a lot of time looking at your site, looking at others, reading others, leaving comments, looking at your stats, wondering why you only have three hits a day, participating in and tagging others for participation in memes, etc.And as a product of that time, I, like everyone else, have a "100 things about me" type of post.Here are

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People who know me, know that I have had very short hair for a very long time. When I first moved to the US (on January 26th, 1991) I had long hair. It was down onto my shoulders in what could best be called a Modified Mullet, where the sides were not cut short. It was more of a long all over kind of thing. I also wore an earring.People I've met since that time are always surprised to learn these

That One Guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02733838946095632239noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20947909.post-39644296897358593802008-02-01T17:26:00.000-07:002008-02-01T17:47:52.490-07:00

A recent comment got me to thinking about the difference between perfect pitch and relative pitch.I've had a conception of perfect pitch for a very long time. I know two people who have it. One of them is a former relative, and for this reason, and a continually mounting list of anecdotal evidence, I believe that one of my kids either has perfect pitch or a very highly developed sense of relative

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