I Kiss the Ground of Salt Lake City

There are many, many, many, many, many, many reasons why I am thanking every stinking star, moon, asteroid, natural satellite, comet, nebula, and piece of space trash out there that I do not live in Provo, Utah.

There are many reasons why I love Spoon Me and became a fan of it on Facebook.

What do these two things have to do with each other? Spoon Me's Facebook page has provided me with yet another reason why I am glad I don't live in Provo by pasting the evidence directly to my newsfeed.

Please view this photo of the exterior of the Logan (also a Utah college town) Spoon Me on opening day:


And now take into account the more populated opening day of the Ogden Spoon Me:


Now my dear readers, get your barf-bags ready for the exterior shot taken on the opening day of the Spoon Me in Provo:


It seems to me that the college students, as well as the non-upper-education-inclined residents of Provo, have forgotten how not to act like you are in high school, or a lemming, or a Twilight fan, or any other member of any genre associated with mass swarming for the sheer fact that everyone else is mass swarming and it is therefore the greatest thing you could possibly do with your time.

Here are a few more photos from the Provo event that also provide examples of exactly what is wrong with Provo:

Crowd surfing? At a local frozen yogurt joint?


Girls dancing on the counter while that guy looks creepy? At a local frozen yogurt joint?


Thank you, thank you, sweet heaven that I live in Salt Lake!

Happy (late) 4th of July

Horrendous is the day that I realized these videos existed nine days after the patriotic event.

However, these videos cannot be ignored, late as they may be.

Enjoy!





P.S. The Muppets are incredible and represent everything I love about America!

I'm Still on My Michael Jackson High...and apparently these people are just high

Here are a couple awesome comments I found on Michael Jackson videos on Youtube. I'm sure there are hundreds more out there just like these too.

i Feel So Bad For Him That Everyone Is Startin To Appreciate What hes Done When He Died
He's Always Been A Ledge God Bless Him You'll go donw in history michael
love you

RIP Michael Jordan! Your name will be remembered FOREVER!

Family Luau

Here are more pictures from my family luau, including more pictures of the awesome cupcakes!

All the pictures were taken with my camera with a broken screen, so there was no way for me to see what I was shooting. I think I did pretty well, but if some aren't great, that's why!

New Story for an Old Photo!

In the future, the groom in this picture will go back in time in a stainless steel car and interact with his parents in a way that causes his mother to fall in love with him instead of his father. This results in a tense scenario in which our woebegone groom becomes unsure of his own existence in the future. A picture he keeps in his pocket of him and his damsel begins to show him fading away into nonexistence.

Will our leading man be able to Johnny B. Goode his way Back to the Future?

More Mr. Jackson

I know, I know, none of us can get enough of him right now. Certainly not me!

I Can't Believe He'd Throw Me Under The Bus Like That

It is no secret that I'm an unashamed fan of a select handful of reality tv series. The Bachelor/Bachelorette enterprise, however, continues to decay all faith I have in reality television.

All switcheroos, secret girlfriends, hidden agendas, google-eyed douchebags, and "not here for the right reasons" aside, what the devil was ABC thinking when casting this mess a second time?


She wasn't that great on The Bachelor, and the hotdog thing was never as cute as producers made it out to be.

Don't see the hidden double-chin and gravel-filled sinuses? Don't worry, you just have to watch her talk for 30 seconds.

And the aforementioned ick isn't the worst part about this Kid Sister-sized Canadian. I mean, look at her fashion sense:
Worst of all, she's as dumb as a post and an abysmal judge of character. I mean, hello!


This guy had me wanting to up-chuck-a-rama in my handbag long before his sleezeball character was ever revealed. He epitomizes everything that makes my stomach do the Macarena up my spine and squeeze its contents out my nostrils about guys. But Jillian eats it all up, and even after she learns about all his douchiness (including a girlfriend), she still chooses to keep him!

THEN they brought back Mr. Baggy Eyes himself. WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS WOMAN/SHOW?

Needless to say, I will religiously watch the remainder of the season.