Heads up for Mexico

Real quick...

I wrote about Mexico when I came back...*cough* threemonthsago....*cough* but it's finally up! Look in the July postings and you'll find it...them...all four of them. Let me know what you think. :)

garage fame

the best thing EVER just happened.

i'm sitting here on the computer, trying to figure boring school-esque things out, and my mom is outside in the garage. the door connecting our house to our garage is open. i hear little footsteps approach her, and luckily heard the conversation. it made me so happy that i went straight to blogspot to record it (i know...i had a discussion earlier today with tim gustafson about the supreme but proud geekyness it is to have something awesome happen and automatically think, "i'm gonna blog about that!").

this is how it went:
little girl #1: "excuse me, excuse me! the other day, we heard someone playing the guitar in your garage, and she was SOOOO good!"
mom: [chuckling] "yeah, that was my daughter. she likes to play the guitar and sing."
little girl #1: "she is so great! we came up and pressed our ears up to the garage door so we could listen. we knocked on the door and wanted to know who it was. my sister asked, 'is that a famous person in there?' and i was like, 'no famous people live in utah!' "
little girl #2: [interjection] "yeah they do!"
little girl #1: "my sister plays the guitar and sings, and she's pretty good."
mom: "well, i'll tell my daughter that you liked her music!"
the event to which they were referring happened about a week ago when i needed some jam time in the garage. indeed, it was just about the cutest thing ever, to see two small shadows creep up against the door, pressing ears intently against it. if they did like my music, i wanted to create something akin to santa clause for them...something that might excite them and get their imaginations going, but somewhat elusive, so i never did make myself known to my little audience. i actually wanted to get a picture of their silhouettes, but my camera was nowhere to be found, and unfortunately there are no spare cameras in the garage.

i am reminded of "the incredibles", when robert parr asks the little tricycle kid what he's waiting for, to the response of, "i dunno...something amazing, i guess!"

though i'm not amazing, i'm extremely happy and feel very privileged to have sparked the excitement of these two little girls.


can i just say that from the praise of these little...6? 7?-year olds, i can't stop smiling?

phones are funny things

This evening, upon walking from my humanities class in the JFSB to my Anatomy for Artists class in the H-Fac (about a 4-minute walk), I had a funny incident occur.

I needed to make a couple calls before my class started.

However, as I was got out my phone, I noticed that EVERY single person I passed was talking on a cell phone! I looked around, and realized that the vast majority of people were on their phones, in their own little wireless worlds, and it seemed as though no one was enjoying the sunset, cool breeze, or each stranger they passed.

For some reason, this was entertaining to me and I started to smile as my brows creased together in amusement. Stubbornly, my hand flipped MY phone back closed and I was determined that I wouldn't make the phone call...just to see if I could make contact with another person with simply a smile. And, because I refused to be caught as a victim to this merciless 2x4 inch electronic master I now clenched in my hand, as everyone else was doing. To no avail, though...all those I passed were engaged in conversation with an unseen companion as they walked along, via a little Verizon, Cricket, or AT&T box in their hand.

Two minutes later, my resolve fading, I shook my head and chuckled to myself, again flipping out my phone. After it started to dial, I looked up, just in time to glimpse a person passing me--a completely phoneless person--and then another right after him!

I couldn't say hi, though, because the recipient of my call answered and I started to talk. I did, however, feel a smile creep onto the corners of my mouth in irony.

Tally Hall's Internet Show

Okay, quick heads up: Tally Hall is doing an Internet Show, and it's finally up and running. They have episodes which you can check out on their website, www.tallyhall.com, but also have just a bunch of really funny short videos.

A couple of them have iffy content...but the majority are fabulous. I put my favorite of the new ones here, to apologize for not posting recently (but I'm doing better at blogging more consistently, eh?!)

By the way, if you're new to Tally Hall, check out my Tally Hall post. It's here somewhere.

Enjoy the Hall.



Ps. Have I mentioned that Tally Hall rocks my socks?