Monday, December 1, 2008
Friday, November 14, 2008
Card House



Monday, October 27, 2008
60 years ago today
Leaping from tree to tree as I float down the mighty rivers of British Columbia!
Friday, October 10, 2008
4th pic
Monday, September 29, 2008
Professors
Bro. Stott is not a teacher at all. He is the head of the BYU police dept. I guess they were a little short on religion professors. I was wondering how things would turn out, but so far, it has been one of my best classes. It's very insightful, and we hear great stories about his undercover drug bustin' ops in the 70s.
Dr. Holland is the son of Jeffery R. Holland. He teaches my american heritage class. My favorite part is his choice of materials. We've see clips of monty python, the simpsons, and other quality teaching aides.
Prof. Kelling is the funniest old german man I know (and I know my fair share of old german men). He also wrote my textbook. that's pretty cool.
The Iron Butt 100
Lots of open road.
Mile 72- Delirium starts to set in.
Reason #14 real cyclists shave their legs: You dont get bugs stuck in your leg hairs.
Monday, September 8, 2008
We weren't speeding. We were qualifying.
Hmmm. I look a little out of place.Sunday, September 7, 2008
Mansion
Saturday, September 6, 2008
My New Steed
Friday, August 29, 2008
The Roomates
Drew and I were companions way back in the MTC. He works there now teaching german, and I still see him in a white shirt and tie. Hmmm, hasn't changed a bit.
Devin is the one I actually share a room with. He's from Canada. He works at our complex, so we get all the sweet stuff.
Tanner is the son of a couple I knew in Heidelberg. His dad was the bishop of the american military ward there. That was a suprise. He went to Berlin on his mission, so we're well represented.
Lance is from Utah. I haven't seen him in a few days. I think he's off doing landscaping somewhere.
Seth is from Missouri. That's all I know. I hesitate to ask if he's a Mizzou fan.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Recent Book
I just found a book that I read and accidentally never returned to the library. It was pretty interesting. While I was in Germany, I lived in a small town called Wetzlar. Wetzlar's claim to fame comes from Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Germany's most famous author of all time. He moved there when he was just older than me in 1774, and started writing this book, called The Sorrows of Young Werther. It was partially based on events in the town and tells the story of this guy Werther who falls in love with a girl, Lotte. But alas, Lotte is engaged to Albert. It follows his suffering until he finally kills himself. The book propelled Goethe to stardom and was even translated into tons of different languages. Something that has made the book even more famous is that many young people read the book and then killed themselves in a similar fashion. Some estimate the number as high as 2,000. Considering that I'd lived there and even visited some of the sites from the book, I figured I ought to read it sometimes. I thought I'd wait around until I found it in German, but when I stumbled across it in the library the other day, I figured that then was as good a time as any, even though it was in English. I was pretty impressed, especially when I thought that the guy who wrote it was pretty much my same age. It was very well written, and the best part is, I got though it and I'm still alive!
Monday, August 11, 2008
i LOVE craigslist.


Friday, August 8, 2008
Colorado Trail
This is about 3 or 4 miles into the trip where we met the first person going the other way. "Where ya comin' from?" we asked. "Denver"
Wow.

These pics don't do it much justice, but the wildflowers were amazing.
Here in the distance you can see purgatory, our local ski resort.
We stumbled upon the perfect campsite one day . Have you ever had such a view from your toilet?
Yes, that is snow.
59 miles, and about as many bug bites later.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Maryland


I also tried teaching Jarom here how to solve a Rubik's cube, but he just wasn't getting it.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Zions, Bryce, Grand Canyon, and Antelope Canyon




I heard and spoke more German than I have in a long time. Europeans were everywhere! In
fact, the first people I even saw after the drive over was a couple whose picture I offered to take for them. I could tell they were german, so we started talking, and it turns out they live less than a mile from my old appartment in Moenchengladbach! That was reason for another photo:
After a while I realized that they were everywhere, so I stopped trying to talk with all of them. Instead, I'd just stand next to them at scenic overlooks, listen to their conversations, and get really sentimental. It made me realize how much I miss it.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Unemployed...AND LOVING IT!
Monday, July 7, 2008
Triathlon-take two.
THAT WAS TOUGH!
There. It was lots harder than the last one, but still lots of fun. The best part is that a couple of my cousins, Thomas and Tyson Taylor came down from Denver to do it too. It's been a long time since I've seen them, so it was great to catch up. (they both beat me.)
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Nothin' like boating on Sunday
So, my parents went up to Utah last weekend to deliver a boat to my brother-in-law's brother. I went with them, because it sounded like a good excuse to get away from work. About halfway there, the tire on the boat shreds to pieces, and we're left on the side of the road. We don't have the right sized wrench to get the lug nuts off, and the spare is flat, so my dad took off to take care of that. My mom and I stayed with the boat, and enjoyed a nice afternoon. We got some puzzled looks from those passing by, but none stopped until a state trooper noticed us. He was quite nice and had the right sized tool, so we started taking off the tire. About this time, it's remembered that the boat and trailer have no licence plate. So, there's some praying going on that he won'
t notice, and it only gets more sincere when the SECOND state trooper pulls up. Dad got back with the tool we now don't need, we get the spare on, and he leaves to return the tool to the gas station he borrowed it from. The fuzz stay directly behind the boat the entire time he's gone, but don't notice. When dad gets back, we high tail it outa there. In the end, the spare started having its problems, and we had to overnight somewhere and get it fixed. Ahhh, good times.Sunday, June 29, 2008
Fire Melon!
So, my friends saw a video like this a while back, and decided that we needed to try it. What you'll see is half of a small watermelon that has been hollowed out, filled with gasoline, and set on fire. This is where the golf club comes into play. Pure fun ensues.
Gallup Triathlon
gotta say that I think I'm hooked
Here's picture #1. It's me...uh...drowning. I'm not the best swimmer in the world. But, on a more positive note, I did make it to the end of the 400 yards, and I think I swallowed less water than usual.Monday, June 16, 2008
Bala Verde!!!

The finish line was a little anticlimactic

