Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Crazy 8's

Crazy 8's
8 things I'm obsessed with right now:

1. College football
2. Getting a publication
3. Blogging
4. Making a movie
5. What to do with my life.
6. Watching TV shows on the Internet
7. stuffwhitepeoplelike.com
8. 80's movies and music

8 words or phrases I use often:

1. Really? Really?
2. I want to honor that.
3. You XY's
4. I'm sitting here.
5. I don't buy it.
6. Right
7. I'm going to be real with you.
8. Sometimes, I can't believe we're friends.

8 TV shows I love to watch:

1. Pushing Daisies
2. CSI: NY
3. ER
4. Gilmore Girls
5. Friends
6. Seinfeld
7. What Not to Wear
8. Everybody Loves Raymond



8 Things I Did Yesterday:

1. Wrote a paper

2. Met with my advisor

3. Saw six clients

4. Made Crock-Pot chicken parmesan

5. Taught class

6. Finished Season 4 Disc 1 of ER

7. Bought cheese and milk while I talked on the phone

8. Worked on my stats homework

8 Favorite Places to Eat:

1. Capriotti's--fabulous sandwiches

2. Baja Fresh--for their black bean burritos with grilled chicken

3. Sweet Tomatoes

4. Thai Pepper

5. Rosa's

6. Macaroni Grill

7. Musashi Sushi

8. Kerbey Lane

8 Things I am Looking Forward to:

1. Going to Washington for Thanksgiving

2. Seeing my family at Christmas

3. Being done with my stats class

4. Washington D.C. in February

5. Visiting Tracy in Georgia

6. Being done with school

7. Finishing the movie

8. Moving out of Lubbock



8 Things on My Wish List:

1. a new iPod

2. Sports Night on DVD

3. a nap

4. time off

5. mochi ice cream

6. a really good mixer

7. homemade bread

8. a bigger closet

8 people I tag:


Tag yourselves if you like!

Monday, October 27, 2008

Next Stop: 4 Bar K, Caprock Canyon

For what will probably be Stephanie's last birthday in Texas, we decided to go to 4 Bar K, a restaurant in Lubbock that specializes in catering and events, but is only open to the public from 11-2 on Fridays. I'd heard about it from several people who claimed it was an experience unlike any they had ever had before.

The main attraction is the all-you-can-eat barbeque and all-you-can-drink beer (for some people). However, what made it an event worthy of Stephanie's birthday was the large number of dead stuffed animals on the walls, and the disporportionate number of gruff-looking men. There was also a one-man-band (not like Mary Poppins) who managed to make every song sound exactly the same.

My favorite part of the day was when one of Stephanie's friends was asking for directions over the phone to get to 4 Bar K, and Stephanie said, "Yeah, you turn by the windmill and the rusty water tower." It doesn't get better than that.

The next stop on our journey through west Texas was Caprock Canyon, where the branch had a campout. It's sort of a weird place. You wouldn't think there would be a canyon in this part of the state, but after about an hour-and-a-half of driving through cornfields, there it is.

By the time we got there, it was dark, so we set up our tents (with some help from the guys), had dinner, and then went to bed. Here are some shots of people in the morning. That's Amber, our chaperone, who is younger than I am, with Karli, and Stephanie in the background.


Some of the people in the branch stayed up all night long, but I have discovered that I am too old and tired to think that is fun.


Amanda, Joanna, and Cathy bundled up outside their tent.

Chief cooked us a fabulous breakfast inside his motor home.


And we were back in Lubbock by noon. Here's a shot of me with a buffalo we saw on our way back:

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Yet Another Tag

The rules are:

* Link to the person who tagged you
* Post the rules on your blog
* Write six random things/unspectacular quirks about yourself
* Tag six people at the end of your post
* Let each person you have tagged know by leaving a comment on their blog
* Let the tagger know when your entry is posted


These tags are starting to feel like a chain letter, but I got tagged by Melanee, so I decided to do it. Don't worry, I'm not going to put any pressure on anyone else to post this tag. If you like it, post it.

1. The older I get, the more I enjoy dressing up. On my nightstand, I have three pictures of myself with friends. In one, I am wearing a wedding dress. In another, I have on a camouflage bandana and warpaint. In the last one, I am wearing disco clothing. All three of them have been taken since I got home from my mission. The last one was taken since I moved to Lubbock.

2. I love to quote movies and TV shows, but I like to use quotes when they are appropriate to the situation. Some of my favorites lately have been:

"Maybe he just needed a date, and since I'm currently one of the women sitting around thinking, 'If only I could find a man like Aragorn,' he picked me."

"The answering machine confused him. And this is the guy who likes me."


"I hate my regular clothes now."


"Who is this?" (think George calling Jerry in a panicked state and Jerry responding)

3. My ankle pops when I go down stairs. For the most part, no one notices, except when I go down the stairs at the Provo Temple (the Lubbock Temple doesn't have stairs) because it's always really quiet, and it happens with every stair. I had a consult from an orthopaedic surgeon about it, and he seemed to think it was fine. He told me why he thinks it happens, but, obviously, it didn't make much of an impression because I can't remember what he said.

4. I have really odd priorities. I will fight off fatigue, hunger, thirst, and a need to go to the bathroom in order to get another case note written.

5. It's pretty rare for me to come across someone singing a song I don't know, and it's even more rare for me to resist joining in. Today, for example, my supervisor was singing "Black Balloon" by the Goo Goo Dolls, and I joined in.

6. I have ten frozen Ding-Dongs in my freezer leftover from last week's FHE. There were more than that, but I have eaten a considerable amount over the last week.

So there you have it. Like I said, feel free to use this tag if you want. No pressure, but let me know if you do.

Saturday, October 18, 2008

The Female Mind

This weekend, the moviemaking continued. To keep to our schedule, we decided we really needed to shoot something, so we decided to shoot a skit I wrote, called The Female Mind.


The premise is not new. It involves four girls who live in a house together. One of them comes home from a date, and the four of them get out the ice cream and deconstruct the meaning of the date to decide as a group if he likes her. Sound familiar? The script is only slightly exaggerated from my own reality. When I showed it to the other girls who were in the skit, the inevitable response was, "It's so true." Of course, when I showed it to Layne, he loved it, but he said, "Really? Y'all are crazy."


The skit ends with two of the girls driving over to the guy's apartment to see if he picked up another date and went back to his apartment to cuddle with her. To do so, they dress in black and cover their heads with a ski mask and a pair of pantyhose. This part is the slight exaggeration, although, Lisa, if you are reading this, you may remember hearing a true story about two girls dressed up exactly like that. I couldn't resist. Just the ski mask and pantyhose. Several people admitted to driving by a guy's apartment to see if he was with another girl. So, possibly we are crazy. Of course, because the dichotomy is funny, we are adding in a scene at the end where her date comes home, and his roommate (who had no idea he had even gone on a date) asked him if he thought the girl liked him. He shrugs, and heads off to bed.


Before anyone accuses me of plagiarism, let me say that, yes, I did see this done on an episode of Friends (The One With the List), as well as in a Brand X skit. I'm sorry, Ami and Joel. I didn't steal any dialogue-just the premise. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, right?


Anyway, Ashley was kind enough to let us use her house for this endeavor, after we decided that my apartment was too dark, and we would have to do too much to Layne's house to make it pass for a place where women would live. Between the four actresses, the hostess, and the person doing everything from writing to craft service, Layne was outnumbered 6 to 1. He had to keep running into Ashley's bedroom to check the score on the UT game and reclaim his masculinity.



Below is NOT a video of the actual movie. This video is of Layne reading the lines for our actresses, which is almost as funny. I think this clip provides excellent insight into why I am not the one running the camera, and why I am okay handling props and scenery.






Yeah, I haven't really grasped the whole videotaping-with-my-digital-camera thing. If you are reluctant to watch it because of the sideways thing, I eventually fixed it.





Here is a shot of our four actresses. From left to right, we have Karli, Sam, Allison, and Breanne, otherwise known as Girl 1, Girl 2, Girl 3, and Girl 4, respectively. As far as acting goes, they surpassed my wildest expectations, and they were troopers.






And here we have a shot of our crew. They are both over a foot taller than I am, which is why they hunched or knelt down. I'm pretty sure Ashley would kill me if she knew I posted this picture. Don't tell.

Also, the bits and pieces I have taken with my digital camera may be the only parts that ever get posted on this blog. The first scene we shot was something like 2GB, and Blogger only uploads 100MB. I think we could put it on YouTube and link it from there, but Layne would never allow it.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

First stop: Texas Tech Museum

After talking with several native Texans about where to begin my Texas adventures, I have gotten some good suggestions. I have already visited Galveston, watched the Longhorns play, seen the bats under the Congress Street Bridge, gone tubing in Hill Country, and heard Charlie Robison play at Gruene Dance Hall. However, as we all know, Texas is a big state. It's sort of one of their things. There are lots of things to see.



So, my tour of Texas began right here in Lubbock, when, this afternoon, my friend Jonathyn said, "I'm bored, let's go to the museum."



My response was, "Tech has a museum?"



Tech does indeed have a museum, and a short car ride later, there we were. It's an interesting museum, in that they have a lot of different, museum-like things, but nothing is particularly organized. They have a planetarium, and lots of dinosaur fossils. There was a semi-interesting video of a giant salamander, and a bunch of African masks, which Jonathyn was skeptical about. Having lived somewhere in Africa (I'm blanking on the country), he claimed it looked an awful lot like things you can buy in flea markets there. Having lived in Chicago, he was skeptical in general about the museum. However, having grown up in west Texas, and having done his undergrad at Tech, he shouldn't have been that surprised.


There was also a huge exhibit of art bought by and made by Anthony Quinn. In addition to being a painter, a sculptor, and a collector, Anthony Quinn also won two Oscars and fathered 12 children. Jonathyn and I both left feeling like we had accomplished nothing in our lives, and spent two-and-a-half hours when we could have been creating art, or at least writing case notes, looking at someone else's accomplishments.

On the bright side, the museum was free, and, had we known about the planetarium, we could have had naps in the middle of the day.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Hockey in Texas

For those of you who have heard me complain about this subject before, I apologize.

Hockey is a sport very near and dear to my heart. Don't get me wrong, I love lots of sports. I love basketball, even though I haven't followed it much since the Stockton-to-Malone days of the Utah Jazz. I do not think this is because I am a fairweather fan. Rather, I think I am SUCH a fan of the Jazz that I get too emotionally involved in their success, and, win or lose, I have trouble dealing with it like a grown-up. I get excited about March Madness in college basketball, but I never follow it

I love college football. I love the action. I get excited about being at a game. I love to watch the rankings come out every week. I love to talk trash about the BCS with my dad. I even enjoy the hearty debates over the Texas teams that are a part of every conversation here in Lubbock from August to December.

I am not a fan of baseball, although I did go to a couple of Mariners' games when I lived in Seattle, and I enjoyed watching Ichiro bat.

I cannot get into soccer as a professional sport, however, I have enjoyed watching guys I know play it in the park.

But hockey. Wow. I love hockey. It's never been a very popular sport in any place I have ever lived--except possibly upstate New York. It started when I saw the Mighty Ducks movies in junior high. Then, when I was in high school, it was the 96-97 Detroit RedWings. And the 97-98 RedWings. I didn't come back to hockey until I was in the last year of graduate school, when I used to go and watch a defenseman I knew play on BYU's team.

Then I moved to Texas.

As I have explained before, football is more than a sport down here. It is a religion. With this kind of fervor, there's not a lot of room for another sport to compete. And, sadly, hockey season overlaps football season from the end of September to bowl season. So the Texas Tech hockey team fits games in when they won't conflict with football home games.

Hockey is sort of funny down here. The Tech hockey team is probably the best in its division in the Big 12 conference. It's world's-tallest-midget syndrome. Last season, they beat all the other teams in their conference by many points. The team they were supposed to play at the end of the regular season bowed out (I believe it was UNLV, which would have been the only way to compare Tech's team to BYU's, as they also play UNLV) and they got Boston College to come out and play them. That's right, an east coast team came all the way down to Lubbock to play the world's tallest midget. Seemed a little suspicious to me. Especially when you consider that Boston College was undefeated when they got to Lubbock, and then somehow mysteriously lost three games in a row. It looked fishy to me. However, the wins against the undefeated-but-playoff-ineligible team were not enough to get them into the playoffs.

So, this year, Tech isn't messing around beating UT and A&M by ten points a game. They are playing serious, semi-professional and Division I teams. And losing. Still, I love hockey. I love the sound of blades on the ice. I love when someone gets checked hard against the boards. I don't love the smell of the players, but you have to appreciate the kind of game that gets you that close to the action. So I go because it's live hockey, which is much better than hockey on TV, which I don't see much of since I don't have cable.

And this week, a miracle happened. Not on par with the 1980 Olympic team's victory over the Soviet Union, but it was still pretty exciting: there was a hockey game on the Monday night when Layne and I were in charge of FHE. So we decided to take the branch. And I was very excited. I had been in contact with several people, including the head coach of the hockey team, trying to negotiate a group rate. Three hours before the game, someone called me to tell me that the game was cancelled because THE ICE DIDN'T FREEZE!

The funniest part about the fact that the ice didn't freeze is that this is the second time it has happened since I have lived in Lubbock. The first time it happened, I laughed as I sat there with Texas hockey fans who assured me that hockey was usually better down here. Two games cancelled because the ice didn't freeze. A game where the opposing team went home before the second game of a series because they got offended at some point during a big loss in the first game. A team and a city council that have been unable to reach a contract for the ice rink. A semi-pro team that collapsed and moved to another city. What's happened?

Hockey, I know we've had our rough times lately, and it hasn't been easy for either of us to be in Lubbock, but I haven't given up on you. Don't give up on me.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Another Tag

3 Names you go by:

-Megan

-Meg

-Moka


3 Restaurants I love

-Macaroni Grill

-Any place that serves good sushi

-Kerbey Lane (in Austin)


3 Trips to plan on this year

-Memphis in October (yea, Graceland!)

-Port Angeles, WA (It's right by Forks. I think we're going to try to see Twilight while we're there).

-Someplace where the Detroit RedWings are playing (possibly Vancouver, maybe Dallas)


3 Things I want badly

-a nap

-better Asian food in Lubbock

-Sports Night on DVD


3 pets I've had

-Cleo, the fish

-Speedy, the fish

-Lace, the fish


3 Things I did yesterday

-Presented a poster at Human Sciences Week (so much less impressive than it sounds)

-Saw a client

-Went to an institute activity


3 Things I ate today

-a chocolate chip cookie

-a chocolate chip cookie

-a chocolate chip cookie

3 Fears

-birds pooping on my head (I don't even stand next to people who have ever had it happen).

-Slipping in the shower, breaking my hip or leg, being taken to the emergency room, and having Layne operate on me and see me naked (this is a more recent, but pervasive fear, which has slowly replaced the fear of marrying someone from Lubbock).

-Not being able to get a job when I graduate (admittedly, this one would have the worst consequences, but I do not think about it as often as I do the other two).


3 Things I plan on doing today

-watching the Red River Shootout (yes, I am mildly rooting for Texas, sorry Ami)

-lots of homework

-calling the corn maze to see if we can come on Monday night forn FHE


3 Things I plan on doing tomorrow

-going to church

-attending stake choir

-having a meeting



3 Favorite Holidays

-Christmas

-Thanksgiving

-Fourth of July

3 Favorite beverages

-ginger ale

-Stephen's orange hot chocolate

-cold water


3 People I tag

-I think this puts a lot of pressure on people. If you like it, go ahead an do it. If not, I don't want to make you feel guilty.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Last night I dreamed about a washing machine!

Yes, this post is about my new washer and dryer. It seems like a pretty lame thing to be blogging about, but you can't imagine what a nightmare it has been to not have one for the last year.

I didn't start doing my own laundry until I went away to college. I lived in Heritage Halls for two years, and I used to be able to get two loads of laundry done for about $4. It was conveniently located in the basement of my building. I often made trips to my grandma's house in Ogden, where I usually did a load of laundry, too. When I got home from my mission, my parents were living in Salt Lake, and I probably did laundry 5 times at my apartment complex in the three years I was in Provo post-mission.


I have now lived in Lubbock for a little over a year, and during that time, I have mostly done my laundry in laundromats because, despite having washer/dryer hookups, I did not have a washer or a dryer. My complex has a laundry room, but it is terrible, and the fact that they haven't done much to fix an entire roomful of broken washers and dryers leads me to believe that everyone else in the complex does what I do, either go to the nearest laundromat, or buy their own washer and dryer.


The laundromat is not convenient. I end up spending a couple of hours there waiting for my laundry, which I usually do not have time to then go home and put away, so I drive around with it all day. Some dryers work better than others, and I never have enough for more than two full loads, so I always wash all of my darks together and all of my lights together. Consequently, I don't bleach anything, and my whites never look as good as they should.


Recently, I decided to take the plunge and buy the appliances. After consulting people who own washers and dryers, whose advice was, "Don't buy what we bought," I purchased some at Sears.


Before they came, I had to clean out my laundry room, which looked like this:



They were delivered to my apartment on Thursday morning, but the men who were supposed to hook them up discovered that the dryer vent was pushed too far into the wall to connect it to the dryer.





The round hole is where the vent should be sticking out. They hooked up the washer, and I promptly did a load of whites, as I was running dangerously low on underwear, which I dried like this:


This picture is actually from an instance in which I did my laundry in my apartment complex laundry room and nothing got dry. You will notice how many Shade shirts I own.
This morning, sometime between my morning run and when I got out of the shower, the maintenance men came by to take care of the vent problem:



Yeah, their solution was to make a big gaping hole in the drywall. I think I could have done that myself, but I probably wouldn't have felt good about it.

So, now I have a washer and dryer, and they are the most beautiful things in the world. When did I become so enthralled with such mundane things?

I think this blog thing needs to be more interactive. Should you choose to comment, think of an instance when adulthood snuck up on you and you found yourself getting excited over something really boring, like a good carpet cleaner.

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Act Naturally


The above title is a country song which, when I heard it on the radio yesterday, depressed me a little bit. It's not really about making a movie.

The title of the blog refers to something that has been in the works for a couple of months: The Lubbock 5th Branch Movie!

It started in June, when Layne was put in charge of his department's end-of-the-year roast movie. Apparently, Texas Tech Orthopaedics has a long-standing tradition that, at the end of the academic year, they send off the graduating residents by making a movie that completely defames the character of each of their attending faculty. In recent years, efforts to curb this practice have been taken. However, it did not stop Layne from fulfilling his third-year resident duties and using his "research rotation" to create a movie based on (among other things) stereotypes, Tourette's syndrome, and gangsta rap. The results were pretty good. It won't be shown at Cannes anytime soon, but he was pretty proud of it, and those present in the private screening were pretty impressed. Plus, he still has a job, so apparently the faculty were okay with it, too.

From that time, Layne was smitten with the idea of being a filmmaker, and expressed a desire to make a movie about the branch. We kicked around ideas, but nothing more was said for awhile. Then, in July, during a Sunday School lesson given by Stephanie, I had an inspiration for the branch movie which I whispered to Layne. I feel partly responsible for the fact that he paid no attention to the rest of Stephanie's lesson, and, instead, spent the rest of Sunday School and, I suspect, Elders' Quorum coming up with skits for the movie.

Thus, the Fifth Branch Movie was born. I don't know if, originally, Layne was planning on me being as heavily involved as I now am. I know I wasn't planning on it. However, when he started to talk to me about skits (that same day at the branch's Mix and Munch), he was envisioning the movie as a musical. I think, at that point, I gasped, clutched my chest, and said, "I have always WANTED to make a musical!"

We decided then and there that it had to be a combined branch effort, but that, being the control freaks we are, we wanted to retain creative rights. So, while I was in Japan, he pitched the idea to the branch presidency, billing it as an FHE project. Surprisingly, they liked it. They even agreed to be in some skits we had already developed that made fun of them.

The goal, besides making a "super awesome movie" was to a) re-energize the FHE committe co-chairs who are now on our second year in the calling, and b) to hopefully get branch members involved who wouldn't normally get involved. It was a great plan.
I will now address some of the concerns I had, which are probably points readers will also bring up:

a) Neither one of us knows anything about moviemaking. Nothing about photography, lighting, editing, scenery, costumes, any of that. And, since it has to be a musical now, let's throw in the fact that neither one of us knows anything about choreography or music composition. However, I think we both have high opinions of ourselves, and we have a pretty good idea about what won't work.

b) We both have slightly demanding day jobs. In theory. He "fixes bones" but not the ones that protect vital things like the brain or the spinal column. There is scholarly debate as to whether or not I actually DO anything in my profession. Nevertheless, we both have a lot of other things that should be higher priorities in our lives, or must be higher priorities in our lives. For example, on Thursday night, Layne had to show me how to work the camera in case he didn't get out of surgery in time to shoot our opening scenes.

c) Do members of our branch actually want to participate in something this geeky, or is this something that only we think is cool because we're old and have lost our ability to gauge pop culture relevance? We actually took a straw poll at the beginning, and younger people seemed to indicate interest in such a project. We administered a more sophisticated Likert-type measure that included items such as: How awesome is it that we are making a branch movie? (1-a little awesome, 2-kinda awesome, 3-awesome, 4-super-awesome, 5-way awesome). Besides not having a large enough sample to get sufficient power, there were also some reliability and validity issues. For example, can you really say "kinda awesome" is better than "a little awesome." We lost sleep over that one. However, we got a positive response from the branch members.

d) Can we actually write things that other people will find funny? We're definitely not the Frosts, and, let's face it, there's nothing worse than something somebody put a lot of time into that seemed funny to them, but fell flat when they screened it before outsiders. I actually have no rebuttal for this one. Like I said, we have written things. He has written things I think are funny, and I have written things he thinks are funny, but we haven't really tested them out on unbiased people.

e) Isn't this a lot of extra work for something that isn't technically gospel-related? Yes, but couldn't you also say the same about The Phone Call, and who isn't grateful for that gem of Mormon cinema?

I'm sure there are many other concerns people can bring up, and I welcome any feedback from other, more seasoned, award-winning moviemakers. However, we went forward to shoot our first skit on Friday.

Despite our initial fears, Layne made it to the shooting, which meant that my job for the day mostly consisted of making sure our actors (about 10 in all) were well watered and fed, and to start and stop the Austin Powers music.





The basic premise of our opening skit is a complete rip-off of the Austin Powers opening montage, which, most of you Beatles' fans will recognize is really, largely, a rip-off of the opening scene in a Hard Day's Night. How Hollywood are we? Plus, it required no writing. Our Austin Powers was played by Kip, whose name is actually an acronym. He is pictured above wearing the plaid jacket. We found a blue, crushed velvet jacket in a vintage store in Austin, which we debated about, but settled on this one because Layne could also wear it disco-skating. Which is a topic for another post.

Above are Seth and Micah. I believe Seth's clothing belonged to his father, and somehow managed to escape being thrown out by his mother. Micah's clothing was Layne's Nacho Libre Halloween costume from last year. This information is completely superfluous, but I just have to let it be known that those are women's exercise pants and women's underwear (there was lace around the waistband that he tucked in).


Stephanie found this dress for 99 cents. She is my hero.


So, let me explain:


There's sort of a running joke about me chasing after Kip, which started when I was trying to make him uncomfortable by sitting on his lap. When Layne and I were talking about the concept for this part of the video, we wanted a lot of people in random costumes. I immediately thought about a wedding dress, and called Anne to see if she could lend me one. She mailed it to me, and, while I wasn't planning on wearing it, it did fit.

There's an episode of Friends that is one of my all-time favorites. In it, Monica goes to pick up someone else's wedding dress as a favor. When she picks it up, she ends up trying it on, and then not wanting to take it off. She ends up wearing it at home, and then Phoebe gets one, too. The greatest scene is when Rachel has had a bad day, and all three of them put on the wedding dresses to cheer themselves up. They are seen sitting on the couch drinking beer and eating popcorn. I realize most of you are married, so it probably won't mean anything to you when I say this really works. There's something about being in a wedding dress that kind of lifts the spirits. Given that, along with the fact that it fit me, and approval from Layne that it would be really funny if I were chasing after Kip in a wedding dress in one scene, I decided to wear it. That's Bruce in the football uniform, who thinks it would be funny if I tried to convince people that he and I actually got married.


Another thing that's ironic about me making a movie is the fact that I am a lousy photographer, as evidenced by the above picture of Layne, where he is demonstrating a move he wants the dancers to do. I almost didn't include it because of its overall badness, but it's the only one I took of Layne on that day, and since he has somewhat dominated this post, it seemed appropriate to put in a picture of him. If he hadn't shown up, the entire movie might look like that picture.

I wish this post could end with a clip of what we have already done, but since I couldn't get ahold of Layne who has the video in his possession, it will have to wait for another day.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

High School Stories

1. Did you date someone from your high school? Sort of.



2. What kind of car did you drive? A white Toyota Camry that got stolen my senior year.



3. What is your most embarrassing moment in high school? I was a flag girl in the marching band, and during an out of state competition, I knocked a guy's tooth out.



4. Were you a party animal? No.



5. Were you considered a flirt? Are you kidding?



6. Were you in band, orchestra, or choir? Band and choir



7. Were you a nerd? I was in band and choir, what do you think?



8. Were you on any varsity teams? How could I have done sports when I was so busy with band and choir?



9. Did you get suspended/expelled? No.



10. Can you still sing the fight song? Most of it.



11. Who were your favorite teachers? Mrs. Young, Mr. Nekoba, Mrs. Spindler



12. Where did you sit during lunch? In the cafeteria



13. School Mascot? We were the trailblazers, but the guy who ran around at the football game was called Z man (after the Z in blazer). There was also a Z boy.



14. Did you go to homecoming and with who? Yes, with David Gardner, 6'4"



15. If you could go back and do it again, would you? School or homecoming? And the answer to both is probably no.



16. What do you remember most about graduation? It was in the convention center, which was all one level, and my family couldn't see me.



17. Where did you go senior skip day? I was sick and did nothing on senior skip day.



18. Have you gained weight since then? No.



19. Who was your prom date? Patrick Leytham, 6'1"



20. Are you planning on going to your 10 year reunion? I graduated with like 650 people. Probably not. Plus, I'll still be living in Texas on a graduate student's salary.



21. Looking back, what advice would you give yourself? Pay more attention in your stats class. It turns out you actually WILL use it later.

I would love to hear about the great high school memories the rest of you have!