Nebulous Mooch

I meant to post this a while ago, but I kept forgetting. I used the bathroom in a restaurant not to long ago and this was the sign in the toilet stall.

Here are the pictures from the awards ceremony. Unfortunately, the pictures of the tap dancer were all out of focus.

I went to Swange awhile ago and I keep meaning to post the some pictures. Here are a few.

I saw this video on White Readers Meet Black Authors and I thought it was funny, but I was shocked when I got to the end and realized it was a BYU video because I swear the guy curses in the middle of it. I watched again just to check and I swear the guy says F%$@ in the middle of this video. It seems strange that BYU would make a promotional video about using the Harold B. Lee Library with a swear word in the middle. Anyway, watch it and tell me, do you hear a swear word? What the heck is happening at BYU these days?

The American returned to his native country yesterday. It was a cloudy day that he began by loudly singing the Star Spangled Banner in the bath. Then he put on his suit complete with American flag pin, and we headed to the airport. In the car he talked about the beauty of his homeland and sang a few patriot songs.

He’s staying there with his mother to complete the final years of teenagehood. Here are some pictures I took at the airport.

Here’s a song too. Just for the fun of it.

We went to Stonehenge yesterday. We were so very pleased when we discovered that the parking was free. We thought maybe seeing Stonehenge would be free too. Unfortunately, we were wrong.

After making our way across a busy road we found the whole area surrounded by a large fence with no way to get in. This is strange we thought. Than we realized you have to pay to get in. To avoid having tourists darting out in front of cars they’ve built a tunnel under the road. Those aliens were really forward thinking.

Since we paid nearly 7 pounds each to get in we were determined to stay in there as long as possible. We listened to our audio tour devices. We learned all about lintels and sarsens and longed for the good old days when you could rent a hammer to break a piece off one of the stones to keep as a souvenir.

Some of us slept on the grass under a hat in a fruitless attempt to avoid sunburn.

Some of us walked around trying to look gangsta.

And some of us swore we could see alien faces carved into the stones.

Overall I say it was pretty good. The stones where like giant teeth in the gums of the earth or at least that’s how they described them on the audio tour. I think I’ll give Stonehenge two thumbs up.

In an alternate reality what job would you be doing? Some people wonder about things like this. I’ve tried all kinds of different jobs and I’m pretty sure that my personality is most suited to being independently wealthy and waited on by servants. This post isn’t about me though. It’s about someone else.

Apparently, the musicians in this area wonder about what their jobs would be in alternate realities too. There’s a list that gets passed around that suggests possible alternative professions for area musicians. It’s good to have options in case the whole music thing doesn’t work out.

My husband recently saw the list and of course he was on it. His suggested profession is rodeo cowboy. He seems a bit disappointed by this, but I think its perfect. I can picture him in a cowboy hat and boots.

What do think?