3-D tetris

This post will be begin with a few disclaimers and finish with something that should make you laugh. So stay tuned.

You can all stop worrying, I am not deathly ill.
My nasal passages are clear and breezy.
The mucus has subsided.
My tonsils have deflated.
And my ears are less and less plugged everyday. They do however, I think, change with the tides. I say this because the pressure and fluid in my ears fluctuates. There are consistent times of day when they are more plugged and times when they are almost clear and unnoticeable. This is what leads me to believe that the pressure in my ears is directly correlated to the position of the moon, like the tide in our oceans. My ears are like nature, how poetic.
Anyway I'm not way sick so you can stop worrying...mom.
and I don't have mono...Jared.

I don't remember what else I was going clarify. Uhhhhh....

Anyway, today at work was a great day, and for this reason.
After pulling around a BMW 325i (small car) I stood back and, with all the strength I could muster so as not to laugh, watched as a woman and 3 teenage girls tried to load their luggage into the truck of this undersized vehicle. -Just to help with the visual aspect of this story I feel it is necessary to mention that all four of these ladies was, to say not so politely, large. I mention this only because had they not been of such a stature I would not have laughed nearly as hard to myself.- They had way to much luggage then could fit comfortably in their car. 4 large duffel bags (packed so tight the zippers were bursting), 2 small duffel bags, 1 standard suitcase, and a mess/array of plastic grocery bags for of unused or half eaten groceries and related items. They tried with all their might just to load all the large duffel bags and the suit case into the trunk. They heaved and hoed and pushed and smashed those bags until at last all were in the trunk (the smaller duffel bags were forfeit to the back seat, no attempt to trunk them was made). Now with all the large item securely crammed into the car there was only the question of where to put all the smaller stuff. Few items (half a bag of potato chips) were even surrendered to the trash and never made it into the luggage mosh pit. Bags full of unopened TP and dryer sheets were weaved into whatever crevasse could be found. Half eaten boxes of cereal were smashed into whatever space could, or couldn't, be found without a thought of what must be happening to the contents of their breakfast to dear to them to part with. And finally Poptarts were removed from their box and were inserted like credit cards into the last remaining pocket of air. I half expect them to retrieve the bag of chips and dump it on top just to be sure every space was sufficiently used and nothing was left behind. The 4 girls then climbed into the car and dragged away. Not laughing out loud was one of the hardest things I have had to do in a long time. It's moments like that that make my job worth enduring.

P.S. my job isn't really excruciatingly bad. It's just funnier if I make it more dramatic.

i brake for summer

Spring semester is over and done with. I did better than expected in almost all of my classes. hurray.

So what does one do when he's done with school and has 7 weeks before it begins again? Catch up on sleep? Get a job? Play disc golf for endless hours a day? I say unto you nay! If you remember my last break from school resulted in a trip to Orlando to drive monorail for the Mouse. Staying in Idaho for the break just wouldn't do, I have to much to love for. So I've packed up again and headed off to another "exotic" location, sunny Las Vegas, NV.

I guess you all want to know why Vegas and how I'm liking it so far.
Why Vegas: 2 words... Megan Barker. I wasn't about to let her get away and the only way to make sure of that was to follow her home to Las Vegas. Now I'm staying with her family and having a blast. Also Megan, through a friend of hers, was able to find me a job valet parking (but that falls more under the realm of how I'm liking Vegas).

How I like it/what I've been doing: IT'S HOT!!! I have a job valet parking. Sounds great right? (rhetorical) It's not quite what you think. It would be a great job if I worked better hours. Right now I'm working 12 a.m. to 8 a.m. some would call that graveyards. Gross. 90% of the work I do is during the first and last hours of my shift. The rest of the time I sit on a bench and wait and read and try not to fall asleep (sometimes). But at least I have a job and it's not super physically demanding, just boring. I do however find great pleasure in flirting with old women as I hold open doors for them. All the time people will ask me questions about the area. Where's the closest place to eat? Where's the best place to gamble? Where are the best bars and clubs? How do you get here or there? And honestly I don't have a clue. I don't know anything about Vegas or where things are. So I've gotten pretty good and giving people really vague directions and such. Sometimes it is really fun and I laugh to myself about it a lot.

Fortunately work is not the only thing here.IT'S HOT. We went to the "Pinball Hall if Fame" it's pretty much just a pinball arcade with a ton of machine and some way cool old school pinball machine (rhyme unintended).

Megan and I were walking thru some of the casinos just looking around and stuff and we saw the best thing ever. We saw an Orthodox Jew playing black jack. Pfft. My mind exploded. I had no idea a Jew could be so loose with his money.

Megan's littlest sister, Hannah (palindrome), who is 5 loves me. When I first got here she was mega shy and probably scared of me. That lasted about a day. Now we like best friend. Everyday she asks me to play games with her or read books with her or look at her coloring/sticker books with her. We're pals. Megan's brother, Riley 10, likes me a lot too. Probably because I give him attention and I'm not a jerk to him when he's acting like a 10 year old. Between Hannah and Riley I pretty much always have an extra shadow. No biggie.

The Wedding: I just arrived back in Vegas after going to Daniel Jensen's wedding to Ashley Hoffman. So cute. Daniel is my best friend since the womb, so obviously I had to be there. Who else could be the best man. Our friend Andrew Wood was the other groomsman. Pretty much all we did was sit around and wait to take a few pictures and wear some nice black suits with really ugly vest/tie combos. My vest was orange and Andy's was pink. We're not talking pastel or other nice shades. You could land a plane or safely hunt large game with the vest's we were wearing. But what do you do right, your best friends bride tells you to wear an ugly vest then you wear an ugly vest. (Ashley if you're reading this Andrew and I both loved the vests and wished we could have bought them instead of just rent) Overall the wedding was great and they're both way happy and I got free food. Good Day.

But now I'm back in Vegas and I'm sick. My head hurts, my ears are plugged up, sometimes I have a fever, my tonsils are swollen and my throat is full of mucus. But I'm not mad. I haven't been sick for a while I guess it's my turn. If anybody asks I'm sick because I don't sleep well working graveyards.

That's about all I have to say about my recent activities and journeys in the land of Vegas. Oh ya and Megan and I are engaged...to each other.