Why not...If Katie can do this - so can I

A - Available: Yes, because making out with LC lacked substances and got boring.
A - Age: 27
A - Annoyance: right now - my cold; in general - people who walk on the grass & don't cross streets and railroads at designated crossings; Ooh and North Korea.

B - Best Feature: ummmm...according to others it's my eyes, but I think it's my passions
B - Beer: Budweiser - I don't drink it, but I must admit they have a better plant tour than Miller
B - Birthday: Dec 27

C - Crush: nyquil
C - Car: Cars are for family people - I drive a truck
C - Candy: Though I'm not supposed to have them - Reeses Peanut Butter Cups

D - Day or night: night
D - Dream Car: Toyota Tundra
D - Dogs or Cats: Dogs & cats are evil little things - give me some rats and I'm happy.

E - Egg nog: You know I hate throwing up - why even ask.

F - Favorite color(s): black or blue
F - Favorite Band: Queen, Yo yo Ma, Hilary Hahn, the Garden State Soundtrack, Israel "IZ" Kamakawiwo'ole - Oh, you wanted only one

G-Gummy Bears or Worms: No body likes me, everyone hates me, I guess I'll go eat...
G - Giver or taker: I'm more of a giver.

H - Hair Color: Dark brown
H - Height: 6'00"
H - Happy: I'm better now than I was 2 years ago but I'm still growing - trying to find out who sean is.

I - Ice Cream: Cookie Dough, though I recently had Ben & Jerry's Strawberry Cheese Cake and that was good
I - Instrument:The Kazoo, though i want to learn Banjo & Cello
I - Idols: Prophets

J - Jewelry: I wear my medica chains and the CTR ring my mom gave me
J - Job: Student, friend, Adaptive Services
J - Jail: Never been, though I have been to prison several times.

K - Kids: None that I know of, but I've dated women with kids a few times and so I could have kids and just not know it yet.
K - Kindergarten teacher: Oh crap! I don't know. Who ever wasn't KT's kindergarten teacher.

L - Longest Car Ride: There's a tie: Rexburg, ID to Oakland, CA & Miles City, MT to Madison WI- Both were 16 hours.
L - Lamest Inside Joke: All my inside jokes are way cool!

M - Meat: Dead cow or Dead chicken. I'm not a big fish fan though I will eat if it is made for me and is Salmon. I eat turkey twice a year.
M - Most missed person: my mom, though KNJ is a very close second
M - Movie Last Watched: Batman Begins (On a date last night)

N - Number of Siblings: 1
N - Number of Tattoos: 0...so far
N - Name: Sean

O - One wish: To be in love and to know where I'm going with life

P - Perfectionist?: at times

Q - Quick or Slow?: depends on what you're talking about
Q - Quiet?: When I'm around people I don't know very well, I'm very quiet. If we're good friends, I'm extremely loud and quite obnoxious at times.

R - Reason to smile: Dad, Brother, Sister and O
R - Reality TV Show: World Series of Poker, beyond that...I don't really watch reality TV.

S - Song Last Heard: "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" by Iz
S - Season: Summer
S - Shoes you're wearing: none. I'm trying to convince my self to go to bed

T - Time you woke up: The first time? I've been sick since about 10pm last night and coughed through the night.
T - Time you went to bed: 1AM
T - Time Now: 11:47 PM

U - Unpredictable: sometimes
U - Underwear: Yup

V - Vegetable you hate: asparagus
V - Vegetable you love: broccoli, corn; are 'shrooms a vegatable
V - Vacation spot: I haven't been to Disneyland in 9 years, but I still prefer CA, AZ, or WI any day.

W - Worst habit: changing majors
W - Where are you going to travel next: I'm not sure, Maybe Provo, maybe somewhere from the blog listed below.
W - Weather: We're expecting Snow this week...and I'm going camping in it. Grr.

X - X-tra special someone: John, my dad, my family in WI, Grandma, Papabear/Wawa...
X - X-rays: All over. I'd say well over 30. I'm surprised I don't glow in the dark.

Y - Year it is now: 2006
Y - Yellow: Not a great color
Z - Zoo Animal: Hippos, elephants, and polar bears (because all other bears are evil.)
Z - Zodiac Sign: I thought the Zodiac was a killer. He had signs too?

Thank's KT

What do we do with Sean?

The school over accepted 1200 students. Additionally, my GPA is sitting at 2.709. To get on Fast Grad I would need to be at 2.8 and not be competing with 1200 extra students. Therefore I have nothing to do from December 20, 2006 to April 16, 2007. I'm trying to figure out what to do with myself. I have lived continuously in Rexburg for 18 months (It will be 20 by December). I no longer can be labled a gypsy (Thanks Sis). My advisor and I both think it would do me some good to get out of Rexburg, but I'm struck with: Where should I go? My advisor suggested Reno, AZ (return to the area of my mission), Texas and North Carolina. I'm pretty opento those, as long as I can find work and a place to stay.

I open this up to the rest of you, though. I do have qualifiers:

No Oregon
No South Carolina
Nothing north of Chicago and still in Illinois (Imagine a square box with Chicago on the east, Beloit, WI on the north/top end of the box, LaMoille, IL on the south/bottom end of the box and Clinton, IA on the west side of the box - nothing in the box until July 2008)

The last qualifier is I don't want to be a burden on my father and John. (I grow best when I don't live with my father. I could live 10 minutes away, just not with him. John has no way of housing his truck and mine.)

Can any one think of anywhere I could go to get life experiences, get out of mormonville, and find housing and a job?

Depressed Deer

After alerting America to the great threat that consumes our country with Jack Rabbit Terrorists, I feel it's important to mention that the various deer that scatter our nation's country side are not terrorists. Instead, they are depressed suicidal deer bent on ending their existence of constantly being compared to Bambi.

It's a hard life for a deer since the corruption of the Disney Empire and their sadistic cartoonist have produced that magical movie. Did the cartoonist really have to make Bambi so cute? No, but they did just to screw with every normal deer nation wide.

Do you realize how old it gets hearing yourself constantly compared to a fictional character? For the same reason most women oppose porn, deer oppose Bambi and his perfectness. Bambi is not real yet people are constantly looking at deer and saying "Aww! Isn't he cute? He looks just like Bambi." or worse "Aww! Isn't he cute. He's almost as cute as Bambi." No one can be as perfect as an unrealistic creature. It's just impossible.

But the true depression comes during hunting season. when shouts of acclamations chorus through the forest "Yup, I shot him right between the eyes. I shot Bambi's daddy." Ted the deer and Steve the deer are screaming at the top of their lungs, "That's not Bambi's dad. He was my father." Not even in the murdering and slaughtering of their own parents can they find ownership. Their own fathers are seen as "Bambi Dads." Not even in death can they escape Bambi.

It is these reasons that lead deer to commit suicide daily. Living in a world where Bambi has been is just too much for these dear poor deer to handle and they just get to a breaking point that a moving automobile is a better outlet than a llife being compared to Bambi.

Depressed Dear

After alerting America to the great threat that consumes our country with Jack Rabbit Terrorists, I feel it's important to mention that the various deer that scatter our nation's country side are not terrorists. Instead, they are depressed suicidal deer bent on ending their existence of constantly being compared to Bambi.

It's a hard life for a deer since the corruption of the Disney Empire and their sadistic cartoonist have produced that magical movie. Did the cartoonist really have to make Bambi so cute? No, but they did just to screw with every normal deer nation wide.

Do you realize how old it gets hearing yourself constantly compared to a fictional character? For the same reason most women oppose porn, deer oppose Bambi and his perfectness. Bambi is not real yet people are constantly looking at deer and saying "Aww! Isn't he cute? He looks just like Bambi." or worse "Aww! Isn't he cute. He's almost as cute as Bambi." No one can be as perfect as an unrealistic creature. It's just impossible.

But the true depression comes during hunting season. when shouts of acclamations chorus through the forest "Yup, I shot him right between the eyes. I shot Bambi's daddy." Ted the deer and Steve the deer are screaming at the top of their lungs, "That's not Bambi's dad. He was my father." Not even in the murdering and slaughtering of their own parents can they find ownership. Their own fathers are seen as "Bambi Dads." Not even in death can they escape Bambi.

It is these reasons that lead deer to commit suicide daily. Living in a world where Bambi has been is just too much for these dear poor deer to handle and they just get to a breaking point that a moving automobile is a better outlet than a life being compared to Bambi.

so what do you do now?

My cast came off on Wednesday. What would a responsible person do? He would probably not go country and swing dancing, but when have I ever been responsible?

As a promise to BSR & AM (why are there so many AM's in my life?), if the cast came off, I'd go dancing. Little did I know that even when you're "healed" you still need time to rebuild strength. I'm in a splint now. I can remove the splint to shower and excercise my wrist.

But I went anyway. There is an interesting problem at the country and swing dances. Swing has 1.5 girls for every guy. Country has 3 girls for every guy! Girls there are so happy to dance they will even take on a gimp with no dancing skills (I used to dance before I met KNJ, but she hated going to dances - so we never went. I no longer have those "skills," though I still have numchuck skills.).

I really thought once I got the cast off, my milking days were over, but atlas no! With the splint, and trying my best to look pathetic, I can still milk these girls for a little more time in their arms. God Bless America and modern science. (In the old days they would have just shot me like they shoot lame horses. They shoot horses don't they?)

Some thoughts on Homeschooling

I know some people are going to be upset about this, but I will try to be fair.

I have recently met several people who have claimed that homeschooling is best for a child. They claim that public education is failing their children. Some thoughts:

Of course public school is failing our children:

• Society doesn't pay its teachers enough, so you have really stressed teachers trying to figure out how to pay a morgage when they should be focussed on teaching children.
• You throw 20 to 30 kids in to a cramped classroom. Imagine the US army using 1 soldier to fight 20 or 30 soldiers. Do you think that the US soldier could get to each of those other soldiers. Even if s/he was a really good soldier, s/he isn't going to be able to take out all of the enemy. Some are going to get away or fall through the cracks. The same goes for teaching. The teacher has to try his or her darndest to teach all of the kids, but some are going to fall through the cracks.
• No Child Left Behind has encouraged more and more teachers to leave the business or retire earlier than they had planned on. So instead of older teachers mentoring younger teachers, you have fresh out of college teachers who don't know everything.
• Teachers (in Eled) see the student for 6 hours a day. Teachers of High school see that student for less than 6 hours a WEEK.
  

After seeing all of these negatives, dumb parents pull their kids out to home school them. Why is this a dumb idea?

• Professional teachers go to school for 4-6 years to become teachers. There they are trained to be the best America has to offer to our students. Most parents don't have an education degree. (In fact a lot of mommies don't have anything beyond a degree in general studies.)
• Whether you want your child to learn about America Idol at a young age or not, it is important for your child to be social. Unless that student plans on living in a vacuum for the rest of his life, he is going to need to know a little bit about pop culture. "The Water Cooler" effect is an important part of the industrial and business world. Students need to learn to socialize about non-work related items. Students being home schooled don't get propper socialization and are not trained up on how to deal effectively with others in a social setting.
• It spoils your child. Children that are home schooled get used to one on one attention. The real world does not provide one on one attention. Students that are home schooled do not learn that in order to succeed they need to pick up things the first time because the professor is not going to repeat it. Bosses get annoyed by an employee coming to them all the time asking for stuff.
  
• It creates an enviroment where student don't learn to work in groups. Business today is all about working in groups. Homeschooled children do not typically have group assignments. Therefore, they don't learn how to effectively work in a group to solve problems or complete tasks for a company.
• Sex ed should not be taught with your sister in the room.

My father strongly likes the idea of school vouchers. My sister really likes the idea of private schools. I am more in agreement with them than I am with parents that choose to homeschool their children. While homeschooling has some benefits, I'm not sure it should be supported.

A football, A Brick Oven, A Peak and how I got back on for a ride

Life has been busy complicated lately. I'm kind of seeing a girl right now. Nothing official - just a lot of making out and talking. She's more like LK than KNj so I'm trying to figure out if I'm going to keep her around. She actually has lower standards than me...if you can imagine that.

School has been busy as well. I added two classes pretty late into the semester and am playing catch up in those two classes and trying to stay up in all my other classes, and leave my apartment and the Library every now and then.

My cast comes off on Wednesday and I'm praying I'm all better. I'm tired of being in a cast and going to class.

But even with the cast...I've been having adventures.

The weekend of September 22 I had three adventures. I don't know if DUN & ~Gu~ think consiously of ways to bring adventures into my life or are they just naturally cool and thus adventures spring from them. But I was in Provo this weekend to see a play (which sucked) on the Friday night. On Saturday, Dun took me to see BYU play USU in football. This was my second college football game. Brother took me to a bowl game back in the 199o's. The Mizzou tigers were playing in a bowl game for the first time since the civil war. The game with my brother was nice, but it involved drunken fans and seats where I couldn't see a lot of the game. DUN bought tickets that were high up in the bleachers on the west side of the stadium (right above the BYU marching band - that weren't half bad as long as they were sitting. The formation of the Tuba players on the field needs some work though). I was able to see the whole game from our spot. And for once I got to feel school spirit. By going to a school without a football team I don't feel any unity with my classmates. We don't have a common foe. I talk to J.Splatt (page 2 of link) recently and we were talking about BYU-I football. On Thursday night there were three games. BYU-I won and lost all three games. How annoying! I really loved being at BYU Provo's game. This was truly a great adventure DUN.

On Saturday night, Gu insisted we go to this resteraunt called "The Brick Oven." Words cannot describe how fat I would be if I lived in Provo. The resteraunt was superb. They had really really good (low carbonated) rootbear and the best pasta I had had in a long time. It was heaven. Gu always cooks these magnisifant means when I'm in Provo, that the Brick Oven can't compare, but oh was it sooo good.

On Saturday night I had my third Provo adventure. DUN recently discovered this little exit off the road about a mile into Provo Canyon. If you take it you go up this windy road filled with fall colored trees. It was pictuestque (I can hardly wait until I have money to buy an SLR camera, I dished out almost $400 this past Friday for truck repairs, and I'm not done yet, so the camera will have to wait). At the end of this road is a place called Squaw Peak. It is so beautiful up there. You can see all the way to the Nevada border. It was just awesome.

My last adventure was on Friday. I'm in the process of gathering information for a paved path cycling blog I'm working on. So on Friday, BSR and I went on a bike ride to Rigby lake. It is a mile long trail that circles the lake. I took out the Scarab initially. I took two laps on that before trading bikes with BSR. Then I took out the Freedom Ryder. I managed to not flip it and I didn't break my other wrist. Instead, I got a sense of recovery. I felt empowered to be back on the bike again after 5 weeks off of it. I wouldn't say I was scared of riding again, but I was aprehensious (spellin?). It felt so good to be back onthe bike. I think I'm going on another ride this coming Friday in Blackfoot. I'm excited again.

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In Unrelated news - KNJ got her mission call, as did my cousin EJC. Both enter the MTC on the same day in November. Weird.