I hate coffee.

Let me qualify that statement. When I say “I hate coffee”, I am not talking about the legalized stimulant drug that comes in liquid form. (Although, I am opposed to that, as well.) No, what I mean when I say “I hate coffee” is this: I hate coffee as an accessory. I hate to see people from the idiot Hollywood starlet (read: Lindsay Lohan, Olsen Twins, Nicole Ritchie, Paris Hilton) to the wannabe posers who emulate them (people who don’t have a lot of money, but want everyone to think that they do AND would be upset if they heard you comparing them to the above starlets) who can’t function without a Mocha Latte Double Tall Swirly Frosted Bavarian Cappucino Swiss Miss Lite in one hand. It’s sickening. I hate accessories as a whole. You wanna know why these starlets are always getting into wrecks? I’ll tell you. ACCESSORIES. It’s hard to drive a car when you have a coffee in one hand, a genetically altered mutant miniature animal formerly known as dog in the other, and your cell phone rings. You try texting while all that is going on. And you know what? They look stupid carrying all that stuff. You know the arms bent at the elbow, hands splayed out like a dyslexic trying to walk like an Egyptian, and sunglasses that would make Harry Carey proud. And they call that fashion. They look like heroin addicts. Is that why they wear the big sunglasses? Anyway, it’s a real shame how Starbucks has used an addiction causing chemical in a cup to create the latest in ridiculous things. And how much do these cost? You cant spell lame without L.A.

Well, it’s been 6 years since AndyTV was “taken off the air.” Many things have changed since then (i.e. college grad, 1 state, 2 houses, 3 kids). But with a little help from my friends, I am back on the air. AND I plan to be a more regular contributor. I have found myself moving from the bureaucracy of liberal college administrators to the bureaucracy of conservative bank administrators. I wasn’t miserable enough with the bitter freezing winters of Utah, so what do I do? I move NORTH, to the frozen wastelands of IDAHO. Now, wastelands might be a little harsh, but if I was still in college, and CHOSE to live in Idaho, I would have to kick my own tail. As it is, I didn’t chose Idaho, my wife did (she was born and raised here). But I have found that the simple life suits me. It is SO cheap to live here, so that’s a plus (and a good thing considering how little money I make). I do miss Georgia, oh, so much. Especially when there is four freakin’ feet of snow on the ground. It was a bad winter to say the least. I built a house. That’s right a whole house. Well, I didn’t build the whole thing, but I did a lot. My wife was the General Contractor. I guess I was the Lieutenant General Contractor. But I also did the electrical, some painting, the hardwood floors, and all the tile AND I am finishing the basement (framing, sheetrock, paint, trim). People tell me that they would never dare try and wire their own house. They ask me how I learned to do it. My answer was simple: I can read. There is this wonderful place here called the library. It has books on every subject, including building a house. I read. I retained. I applied. The standardized testing people from my Jr. High would be so proud. I think that is something that is wrong with the world. People are afraid to do anything new and don’t have the desire to learn how. Did I know how to wire a house? No. Did I do it? Yes. Could I do it again? Sure. Education is a rare thing in that people pay for it and hope they don’t get their money’s worth. But you know what? I learned how to learn. And now I teach myself. I didn’t realize it then, but I had a great teacher in high school who paved the way for me to learn how to learn. Her name was Patty Lewis. At my high school there were two teachers who taught senior level world history, Ms. Lewis and Mrs. “Killer” Kellett. Killer Kellett was a hard, demanding teacher who made you put in great effort to do things just exactly as she wanted them so you could get a C+ and feel good about it. All the brains and honor students (including myself) were in her classes. Everyone else was in Ms. Lewis’ class. There were jocks, dorks, drug dealers (like Chastain Jackson, rest his soul) it was like an 80’s teen movie. My friend and I quickly transferred out of Killer Kellett’s class into Ms. Lewis’ class. People said that we were just going for an easy A and that Killer Kellett’s class better prepared you for college. But you want to know the truth? College was a lot more like Ms. Lewis’s class the Killer Kellett’s. She gave us a syllabus, homework, lectured during the week, and gave a test on Friday. She made us aware of what was expected, left it to us to be responsible, provided the necessary information and then tested us. Killer Kellett was just arbitrarily hard for the sake of being hard. Maybe I need to contact Ms. Lewis and thank her for teaching me to build a house.

I always thought that I was magical.




which children's storybook character are you?

this quiz was made by colleen

I saw an absolutely fantastic movie this weekend. It is titled, "The Other Side of Heaven," and is based on the book, "In the Eye of the Storm." by John H. Groberg.
It is the true story of Groberg's experience in the Tongan Islands as a missionary. In 1953, a palangi (or white man) was a rare occurance in the isolated isles of the sea. However, Groberg, known as Kolipoki because the Tongans couldn't say Groberg, learns the language and builds the kingdom. I love the Tongan people and have had many great experiences with them. One of my best friends on MY mission was Elder Emil Wolfgramm, who taught me his culture and some of the language. One of my greatest experiecnes on my mission was teaching and baptizing a man from a Tongan family. I recommend this movie to EVERYONE whatever their religous affiliation (or even if they are unaffiliated). I saw the depiction of something Elder Wolfgramm taught me, Ofa Taengata which is endless love. The people of the Island learn to love Kolipoki and he learns to love them. I laughed, I cried, and I loved the movie.

SPRING HAS SPRUNG!

Finally, Spring has come back to Logan. There is a saying here, "Those who can't handle the winter don't deserve the spring."
Well, to all those who say that I retort, "Thhhhhhrrrrrppppppt!" I HATE Logan winters, but I am shoplifting the Spring. It is so nice. I have even started to ride my bike to class and home. Oh wow. And the funny thing about it all... The temperature here now is about the same as Thanksgiving in Georgia. But it is oh so nice. I think I will go play golf.

STEVE!!!
I am a hungry fora your blog posts!

SONNA A FORMATA!!!!!!

I haven't had a signifigant post in some time. As I find myself with a little time now, I will attempt to write something worthwhile. I was very excited to watch the Episode 2 trailer last night on FOX. It made all the namby-pamby, roody-poo, love story trailers seem less signifigant. Also, I didn't see 'n sync anywhere in it, so I am a bit relieved. Now, I am by no means an 'n sync fan, and I have feelings against selling out to pop culture (although if you think about it, isn't Star Wars the epitome of pop culture?). But, I frequent the Star Wars web sites (TheForce.net and StarWars.com) and have discovered that one of the memebers of 'n sync, Joey Fatone, is a HUGE Star Wars fan. I mean they had pictures that he sent in to the fan section of his Star Wars room. Impressive, young Fatone. Also, he had a birthday party for his niece with Storm Troopers, Darth Maul, and Darth Vader. Now, clearly, if I had his money, I may do something similar. But as much as I appriciate the fact that he is such a huge fan, I don't think this warrents a part in the movie. If it does, then maybe some one should tell George Lucas about how I won Star Wars Trivial Pursuit on one turn. Then I could get in the movie. Needless to say, the trailer looked good. Unfortunately, I am sure that I will watch Episode 2 and say something along the lines of: Do C-3P0 and R2-D2 both have memory wipes that make them forget the name Skywalker? Do they not remember that they were owned or built by a Skywalker? I mean C-3P0 is fluent in over six million forms of communication and R2-D2 can break into any central computer database and do anything, but they can't put 2 and 2 together? I guess we are living in a Cynical world, and I am a cynical girl. Sigh....

I also saw Fellowship of the Rings again this weekend. I didn't know that Elrond was played by the same actor who was the bad guy in The Matrix. I kept waiting for him to say, "We have been looking for you Mr. Anderson, er, I mean, Mr. Baggins". But, the movie was again wonderful. If I was voting for best picture, I would vote for it. At least I would now, being that the only other flick that looks worthy is "A Beautiful Mind" which I haven't seen.

While on movie news, I am beginning to see more and more ads for Spider-Man. Now, I am and have been for a long time a comic collector, and so this movie excites me. However, though I know that Peter Parker is supposed to be somewhat of a geek, why cast Toby Ma-freaking-guire? I mean, he is the Eric Stoltz of our generation. He has about as much depth as the kiddie pool in Munchkinland. He is this wide eyed Bambi who looks scared to death to be acting. Arrrrrgh!

Well, in other news I am feeling much better. I can't ride my bike to class, or play basketball yet, due to still getting short of breath. But I hope to be doing better soon. This lack of physical activity is driving me crazy. It's going to make me lose my mind, up in here, up in here. Schoool is going along painfully slow, but I guess that is a good thing as my future is still up in the air. Who knows, I may even stay and get my Masters...... enh.......maybe.