tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62804602009-02-27T13:22:31.362-07:00Stupid, funny things.Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-24886287563253594442009-02-24T17:16:00.000-07:002009-02-24T17:17:13.923-07:00

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-39733456575857576032008-05-15T22:39:00.004-06:002008-05-17T19:45:21.394-06:00

We went to the Creamery on Ninth and got us some ice cream. I said 2 scoops and a waffle cone. She filled up the whole cone and I had to ask her if she remembered my other flavor. She looked at me as if to say "How dare you ask me that. Of course I remember your other flavor." I couldn't believe it when she finally handed it over to me. I walked to my seat and felt like the whole place was

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-66539361740414718342008-03-06T00:23:00.000-07:002008-03-06T00:23:25.284-07:00

 Yours truly.

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-91379446212433734192007-06-29T15:37:00.000-06:002007-06-29T15:40:03.392-06:00

So this guy fires into some metal target a long way away with a very high power gun. What are the odds that the bullet hits the target bounces back, and then bounces on the ground and then hits him in the head. Not very good.

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-5771371419429156632007-06-21T18:16:00.000-06:002007-06-21T23:30:19.209-06:00

I moved to Provo and within a month I wrecked my car. For the summer, while I was waiting to get another car and while I was paying for the repairs of the car that I hit, I rode my bike to work. I worked at Independent Study which is located in South Provo. The ride was close to 10 miles and I rode it everyday. At the end of the ride to work there is an right turn that starts an s shape curve

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-66068552418212133962007-06-12T10:33:00.000-06:002007-06-21T17:54:31.182-06:00

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-35708706474195764382007-04-12T16:30:00.001-06:002007-04-12T16:54:54.163-06:00

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-1154132369754058672007-04-09T23:57:00.000-06:002007-04-12T16:52:35.070-06:00

After a year or so of waiting, I finally got my hands on a Gmail invite. Oh the bliss. I was so excited to get away from Hotmail and to get what seems to be an endless supply of megabites for e-mail storage. 1 gig they would give you. It was unheard of back then. I was always having to delete my junk mail and old e-mails from hotmail because my mail box would get too big and they wouldn't

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-49027927634500561002007-04-01T01:25:00.000-06:002007-04-01T01:28:55.006-06:00

Introducing the "Story-a-Week" blog. I teamed up with some friends to bring to you all the story a week blog. Every week have have to write a short story and we will be posting them on Sunday. This week is the first week and so I want all of you to check it out. You can find it at http://story-a-week.blogspot.com. I hope you all enjoy it.CHEERS!!Michael

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-88240082507039373412007-03-20T13:58:00.000-06:002007-03-20T14:11:47.118-06:00

So for years now I have been listening to this radio show called "This American Life." It is a wonderful show that gets into our sometimes odd but delightful world we live in. It is provocative and thoughtful. One summer I listened to 5 or 6 episodes a day. My friends probably hated me so bad for always saying, "I heard on the radio the other day a story about..." but I loved it. My friend

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-1167155889517342812006-12-26T10:42:00.000-07:002007-02-13T20:44:34.896-07:00

Because of my weird situation on Christmas day, I was not able to be with any type of family for the holiday. I was working on cleaning my old apartment and moving into my new one. I really, really needed to go eat some where since it was 2:00pm and I still hadn't had breakfast. I was in a rush to get things done before my family flew in from California. I decided to go into town and see if

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-1160493420354442532006-10-10T08:56:00.000-06:002007-02-13T20:47:19.880-07:00

Recently, my fiance invited her department from work to come to her house for some food and games. Around seven people arrived and we talked a little and ate and then we decided to play some games. The first game on the list was "Catch Phrase". If you have never played, the game disk shows you a word and and the person who has the disk has to discribe the word without saying it until the rest

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-1147290425449832832006-08-04T11:13:00.000-06:002007-02-13T20:48:11.106-07:00

So my friend Nathaniel was rummaging around the fridge trying to find something to drink. There was a water bottle with about a swallow left so he downed it. It wasn't water. It was breast milk. I laughed really hard and decided to write out these two stories of mistaken identities.One Sunday evening I was at my grand parents house just relaxing and watching a little TV. My Grandpa mentioned

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-1151524304567047852006-06-28T13:50:00.000-06:002006-06-28T13:55:53.630-06:00

PoppiesMary OliverThe poppies send up theirorange flares; swayingin the wind, their congregationsare a levitationof bright dust, of thinand lacy leaves.There isn't a placein this world that doesn'tsooner or later drownin the indigos of darkness,but now, for a while,the roughageshines like a miracleas it floats above everythingwith its yellow hair.Of course nothing stops the cold,black, curved

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-1139552952489548332006-05-30T16:11:00.000-06:002007-03-31T02:03:24.355-06:00

My friend Spencer and I decided that we wanted to throw a bachelor party for our friend Jeremy. After they denied my ideas of going to Hooters and Bikini Cuts, we decided to go and eat a whole lot of food at a southern BBQ place in Provo. (Lon’s Cookin Shack )Let's be honest. When you have a bachelor party something funny needs to go on, otherwise, what is the point of even having it. It is the

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-1148341546014358012006-05-22T17:34:00.000-06:002006-05-22T17:45:46.030-06:00

"Every day one should at least hear one little song, read one good poem, see a fine painting and--if at all possible--speak a few sensible words." --Goethe

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-1144255831424918422006-05-09T13:12:00.000-06:002007-02-13T20:50:06.576-07:00

"But when I saw a man without eloquence, or talents for public speaking, who could only say, "I know, by the power of the Holy Ghost, that the Book of Mormon is true, that Joseph Smith is a Prophet of the Lord," the Holy Ghost proceeding from that individual illuminated my understanding, and light, glory, and immortality were before me." --Brigham Young (Journal of Discourses, Volume 1:90, 1852;

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-1146259944228598162006-04-28T15:03:00.000-06:002006-05-10T13:51:43.786-06:00

5 Things in my fridge:TortillasRotting HamburgerTapatiaonionscheese5 Things in my closet:14 Year old bowling style Doc Martins with Sesame St. shoelacesAn electric heaterMisc Computer Components (HD, VidCard, etc)A leather cowboy hat from MexicoA LOT of belts5 Things in my purse:Hmm.. Hard to say...5 Things in my car:Scriptures (I never forget them for church)The New Hot Hot Heat CDMy Nortec

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-1143048477810418222006-04-17T17:47:00.000-06:002007-02-13T20:50:49.610-07:00

For years growing up, my family would get together and we would have Dutch Oven Chicken. I remember the first time I had it. I had no idea what a dutch oven was. I found out that it was a heavy iron pot that had a matching heavy lid. You would fill it with oil and fry chicken, potatoes and onions. That is all I ever saw it used for. Then one year I was invited to go on a river trip with

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-1143591493136539392006-03-28T17:17:00.000-07:002007-02-13T20:51:25.266-07:00

Microsoft Word is one of the most annoying programs ever invented. I try really hard not to use it because I know using it will somehow come back to haunt me. Anyone who has used it extensively knows how annoying it is and if you do use it and you are thinking "Man this guy doesn't know what he is talking about." then you must have had someone go through and set the settings so that when it got

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-1142380870582189322006-03-14T16:58:00.000-07:002006-03-29T16:08:20.443-07:00

A Million Ways to Be Cruelhttp://www.okgo.net/news.aspxhttp://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=4824604

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-1141172962116338592006-02-28T17:28:00.000-07:002006-02-28T17:29:22.130-07:00

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-1140572175470485072006-02-21T18:30:00.000-07:002006-02-27T11:50:51.306-07:00

Mr. Pibb + Red Vines = Crazy Delicious Google took down the link to the SNL lazy sunday video. It is pretty cool. You can find it here http://www.nbc.com/Video/videos/snl_1432_narnia.shtml

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-1140485126925782352006-02-20T17:52:00.000-07:002006-04-04T17:04:43.743-06:00

When I got off my mission in 1998, my mission buddy Thomas and I decided to room together at Ricks College in Idaho. (Now it is known as BYU Idaho or BYUI for short.)One night Thomas and I were lying in our beds and chatting. We were talking about dating, relationships, and marriage like all freshly returned missionaries do. Discussing items such as when, with whom, and where and everything else

Michaelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693052103509145463noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6280460.post-1139295121609856562006-02-06T23:45:00.000-07:002006-02-10T14:56:54.646-07:00

So I have redone the CSS for my blog. I was tired of how ugly it looked. I had changed it from the original default blog layout that you choose when you start up a blog on Blogger because I hate looking like everyone else. I didn't like that it was "cookie cutter". So I modified it, and I really made it worse. After a long time putting up with how it looked (at least it was readable) I have

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