Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Palin/Clinton SNL Skit

I wasn't the first to make the comparison, and I'm sure I won't be the last, but the resemblance of Sarah Palin to Tina Fey is uncanny. And I guess Tina Fey can do a great impression of Palin too. If you missed SNL last weekend, here's the opener which ended up being the only part really worth watching.

Monday, September 15, 2008

Omaha is my Homaha

I commented to someone the other day that, although I'm really loving it down here, I haven't yet found that connection where I've quit calling Omaha "home". I've been down here for a little over four months now, and I'm by no means homesick, but that doesn't mean I'm not excited to head back. I'm leaving Thursday after work and should get into town late that night, but possibly early enough that I can hit up Old Chicago before it closes.

Friday I get to get my teeth fixed! I had a cavity starting to form that I had taken care of a few days before I moved but it wasn't quite fixed properly. So I've been dealing with something called "high bite" for about 4 months, where I feel intense pain if I bite down to hard. Certain foods hurt to chew and it just causes a lot of general pain. So I'm excited for that.

And I just found out that this weekend is my old high school's homecoming. Although I'll probably be able to find many of my classmates who haven't left the small farm town at this game, its not the "reunion" I'm particularly excited for. My dad is one of the coaches and my nieces and nephew will all be out at the game and will be looking darn cute!

Saturday is my good friends Andy and Jaci's wedding, and the main reason I'm heading back. I still need a date, so if anyone wants to go... haha. Should be lots of fun! I met Andy in Omaha and randomly he just happened to be dating one of my friends from college. So not only should I get to see a lot of Omaha friends, but maybe some old college friends too!

And Sunday, I'll make it out to church, so that should cover everyone else I didn't get a chance to see.

Should be a productive weekend! I'm planning on doing a series of blogs covering the trip so come Thursday, keep checking back. I'll probably do some video blogging and put up the raw footage immediately, then edit it together all pretty when I get back.

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Thursday, September 11, 2008

Get Ready Chris Hansen!

I have been seriously considering deleting my myspace for a while now, or at least going off line with it. I basically only use it to post surveys when I'm bored and I really think I can find a better way to spend my time. If it weren't for the 2 or 3 people I actually do talk to, I probably would have dropped it long ago.

My biggest complaint is the junk you get. I moderate the myspace page for the radio station I work for, and every single person who sends me a friend request, I have to look at their profile first because of all the junk I get. Well, now myspace is making it easier for both sides. The teen flueseys who find it takes too much time to record a disturbing video and post it to myspace; and the 52 year old pedo who is looking for a quick thrill but just simply doesn't have enough material!

I saw the following message posted by the myspace god, Tom. Behold, "we have a new webcam video recorder feature on MySpaceTV. You can now record videos directly onto MySpace using a webcam. We’re already working on the next phase where you’ll be able to post these videos directly into bulletins, blogs, and MySpace messages as well as directly save pictures taken with your webcam."

No good can come of this. I can already feel the predators lurking in the shadows. What the ef, Tom? What the ef?


**note: I am tagging this blog with prison, both because I can't see many opportunities I will use that post again, but also, if you are over 14 and excited about this new feature, thats where you're going.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

The Voice

I meant to make this posting yesterday but ended up being pretty busy. Since today is completely the opposite, I had some time.

If you haven't heard, Don LaFontaine died on Monday. You don't think you know who that is? I guarantee you do. The saying goes "When you die, the voice you hear is not Don's its God trying to sound like Don."

He is the voice of an astounding 5,000 movie previews, 350,000 commercials, and over 750,000 TV promos. He is the voice.

Here's a short article about his death and a couple vids for you to enjoy.



Random Thought

Why do all the Brady girls take on the Brady name? If Marcia, Jan, and Cindy were all born of a previous marriage, wouldn't they keep their mother's name? And just what is Carol Brady's maiden name?

These are the types of things I sometimes think about when I wake up at 5 in the morning and I can't sleep.

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

A message from New Orleans

Many of you know I made a trip down to New Orleans to help with some relief work post-Katrina. What started as an act to simply please a girl (don't things always start this way) ended as a life-changing experience and I now have a very deep love for the city. Many people shared this same experience, including a friend of mine from Omaha. She went down with her college to help out and after several more trips, even took a position spearheading some of the efforts as a point person for groups wanting to go down. After completing her year-long position, she decided to stay down there and become a New Orleans Police Officer. I can't tell you how much I would not want this job, and how much respect I have for her for going for it.

With Gustav hitting land this morning I ask you say a prayer for my friend, but also the people of New Orleans. I have seen with my own eyes the damage and hurt Katrina caused, but I have also seen a city of people rise up in the middle of a disaster. This was a message my friend, Stephanie, posted yesterday morning, and a few updates from her mom.



*posted August 31st at 5:22a.m.


Today it slowly sank in. Gustav is coming. And Gustav could be big. I woke up to a note from my roommate. She works for a nursing home and evacuated with her residents today. Then, I went to run errands (pick up some BDU’s, get a knife, more food, etc) and the interstate was crazy backed up. From what I hear from my local friends, people are taking this storm seriously. I say- good. People need to evacuate. We don’t need a repeat. Homes and material things can be replaced but lives cannot. Plus, it gives us less to do after it hits.


Then, as the day went on the streets just got emptier and emptier. The interstate is backed up getting out of town. The stores are boarded up and closed. Little to nothing will be open tomorrow. Some gas stations are empty. Ice is hard to come by. And the national guard is here. I’m also told we have two boats at our station ready to go. I’ve never been through a storm that has such advanced warning before- it’s an eerie experience. I’ll take a tornado any day over this. The threat comes and goes within a few hours. And they rarely wipe out a whole coastline.


I feel like I’m preparing for war. Everyone moves out and we move in. I have my police gear and lots of canned food, water, and such ready to be put in my car. We’ll see what the next week of my life holds. We’re definitely going to get something. It’s not looking good. But this is why I signed up to be the police, right? This is what we do. This is where I belong right now. I trust God is watching over us and I’ll cope with what comes our way. I’m not worried about my stuff or my life (okay maybe a little)… I’m concerned for my city and its future and the dear (and even the not so dear) people who live here. Pray for the gulf.


As I did one last load of laundry today, I looked over and saw the Katrina water settling mark on the house next door. I’m pretty much planning on my home getting flooded and losing most everything I own. I honestly feel that it’s kind of a guarantee right now. I have some stuff over at a friends… so hopefully that’ll make it so I have more to wear than BDU uniforms after the rescuing is done.


Not gonna lie… this is an eerie feeling. I’m not sure where we’ll be stationed while the storm passes. I report to work in a few hours and, well, I'll leave when I leave. I will probably not be able to update for awhile. But feel free to check back for updates. If I text someone maybe they can leave it as a comment? Anywho, pray for the gulf. Pray Gustav isn’t related to Katrina. And pray all the stolen trucks that have popped up in my district (to be used in looting) break down :0) Seriously… I have no idea what is coming our way… but I feel it. And I honestly cannot describe the feeling. May God be with us all. And thank you for your prayers!!!




*posted September 1st at 8:07a.m. by Stephanie's mom


I received a text message from Stephanie this morning at 1:37. She was patrolling the streets in a humvee with 3 soldiers. She said it was windy but but not raining at that point and for me to not believe the news. Thank you all for praying for Stephanie. At this point she has probably been pulled off the streets since Gustav is hitting land.


I just got another text from Stephanie, she is at the convention center riding out Gustav's land fall. She also said that CNN is stationed at her station doing stories. So you may to check CNN once in a while.




posted September 1st at 3:21pm by Stephanie's mom


I've heard from Steph about an hour ago. She is still inside. The big concern is waiting to see what the levees do and if they hold. Thank you for all your prayers. I'll keep you all updated.




*posted september 1st at 10:18PM by stephanie's mom

Another update on Stephanie (8:30 PM) She hadn't heard about any major damage in NOLA. Lots of rain. She said her district 6 seems ok. She has had access to water and food and still had power. She is currently out on patrol. Someone said on TV that NOLA dodged a bullet. My belief is that Gustav getting weaker and not coming a shore as a category 3 or 4 was God answering all our prayers.

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I grew up in the country with my nearest neighbor being almost a mile away. I was also the youngest in the family and the only boy. Growing up, I didn't have a lot of "playmates" so I found ways of entertaining myself. I could go outside on a nice fall Saturday (or frigid Iowa winter) and not come in until dark. My childhood is what cultivated my active imagination, or "specialness" as my mom always called it.