"Peninsula of death!" or "Rich Writes a Random Introduction to Some Random Things"

The following is a true story that I just made up that clearly illustrates a specific point that I can't quite explain and actually don't really believe too strongly in: In 1966, a plane crashed on a desert peninsula completely stranding the survivors. The following people were spared: a doctor, an OB/GYN, his wife and their two, creepy twin daughters, the young farmer and his pregnant wife, the gorilla who knew sign language, the 94-year-old co-pilot, a millionaire and his wife (though the economic recession put their total net worth at just under nine-hundred-thousand dollars), the mayor of San Diego and her husband, Kevin Bacon, and the teenager who would grow up to be the next Hitler but only after discovering the cure for pancreatic cancer. They only had enough food to last them for two weeks and the millionaire's wife had a pretty strong feeling that the rescuers wouldn't arrive for three weeks. What did the suvivors decide to do and who, besides Kevin Bacon, did theydecided to hurl into the volcano that I forgot to mention was also on the peninsula?



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The answer: They decided to 1) try to come up with the most random introduction to a blog they hadn't written for several weeks and 2) they stood on a block of ice and when the ice melted, they died. And 3) e-mail this to 10 friends in the next 10 minutes for good luck or your hair will turn into turkey drippings!!!!!! ITS TRU !!!! IT HAPN'D 2 MY CUSIN JAMIEY!!!!! lol :p



It's been a while since I've written anything. I've had a lot of good, important things to do, so I can't say that I feel that bad (who else was going make sure those DVD's of the Simpsons seasons 4 and 6 got watched?!). When I sat down to try and write something, all of the sudden, a whole bunch of extremely random topics just kind of came spurting out. I'm going to write about as many as I have time for (I still owe you, yes, you - the world in general, that thing about capitalism in action and modern dance). And since they are pretty random, I thought I'd try to put them under their own headings.


But since some people are actually interested in the real-life things that I do, (Hi, Mom!), my last two weeks were basically filled up with . . .




- BYU Ballroom Dancesport Nov. 9-10. I competed in two events, Amateur Standard and Amateur Smooth (ask me later if you don't know what that means) and did, ok (an unofficial 7th place in the one, and 3rd place in the second). My beginning ballroom classes that I teach did really well (I had two couples in a final and one tie for second). This was a cool event. If you're in Provo in March, there'll be another competition that I recommend coming to. (That picture is really me, by the way, my partner, Callie, looking pretty amazing, actually).



- Tests. Many tests occurred: tests of endurance, moral fiber, and character, but more specifically of biochemistry, organic chemistry, physics, and philosophy (grades: Physics - B+ (89%), Moral Fiber - C+ (78% - you can do better than this see, me after class!)). The last four tests all occurred in a 36 hour period, three actually happening on the same day. I don't recommend that. I spent 6 straight in the testing center. I'm surprised that didn't mess me up more than it did honestly . . . C'est la vie (literally, "Whatever, bro")



So enjoy the random-ocity that will follow in these next posts and whatnot. Should be good and all that.