GOODBYE UTAH

So the sad day of reality came to us yesterday in the mail. My hopes of attending law school at the University of Utah in the fall came crashing down yesterday afternoon. Megan was coming to pick my up from work so that we could pick our nephew up to go to the Jazz game with Brian and Tyson. She calls and asks if I would let her open up my mail from the U. I said sure but she wasn't that excited to be able to open it. You see, she new the answere was one of two and neither was one that we were hoping for. Since the end of December I have received enough letters from law schools I applied to for her to know what the letter from the U said without opening it. All the schools that I had been accepted to had large 9"by 12" envelopes with alot more information included than just the letter of acceptance.

Obviously that was not the case with the envelope from Utah. It was just a normal envelope with one sheet of paper folded in thirds. Mail sucks when you know the outcome before you even open it. That goes for anything except for Sports Illustrated in February (just kidding Megs).

Needless to say though, we are now on our way out of Utah for at least 3 years time. Most likely we are making our way up to the Great Northwest to attend Gonzaga University. It should be quite the adventure.

My High School Making Headlines

When I first saw this on the news I thought it was absolutely hilarious. I have seen Monte Morgan break up fights happening between a couple of high school ass hats while I was in high school and if he wasn't an ass hat before, this solidified it. Apparently the news says there was more to the story than the video but that beside the point. A picture (or in this case a video) speaks a thousand words.

Is that really something that should be happening at the self-proclaimed "WORLD CLASS HIGH SCHOOL?"

How 'bout them JAZZ!!!!

How bout them Jazz. Last night Megan and I went to the Jazz-Nuggets game. The Jazz absolutely trounced them. I mean it never never got closer than it was at halftime. And the score was 77-54. Thats right, 23 points at halftime. Once the 3rd Quarter started the Jazz scored the first 10 points and that was pretty much it for the game. That was just the icing on the cake though. The really exciting part of the game was that we had tickets on Row 2. Let me tell you, that is the way that a NBA game should be seen. Right down with all the action. It's not that we could always hear everything that was being said, but when they were right on the sideline by us we definitely could.

Before this game I had never sat closer than about row 15 or 14. Don't get me wrong, Those are excellent seats as well, but there really is no comparison. Your vantage point is so much different and you see things that you don't see only 11 to 12 rows farther up. Really, you get a feeling of just how fast paced this game is and then you sit courtside and it destroys everything you thought of the pace and the speed of the game. It moves so much faster than what it seems on TV or higher up in the stadium. Even the so-called slow players still can move pretty fast.

Going to the game and sitting as close as we did was like a dream come true for me. I have always wanted to sit down that close to the game and it turned out to be everything I thought it would be. And the blow out was a nice treat as well.

I guess it just goes to show that it pays to know poeple in high places.

I Got a Stye In My Eye

For the past 2 weeks now I have been fighting with a Stye in my eye. What a crappy thing to have. up until about yesterday my eye has been basically half shut and all kinds of swollen. Even today people have mentioned that my eye still looked bad. I just have to tell them that it looks pretty much healed to me although I know it isn't completely. So the first couple days of this thing were terrible. It was really painful but now it is just a great big annoyance. One day I won't have to deal with stupid eye thing.

On a side note eyes have not been kind to people working here at Eagle Gate College lately. At least those of us working at the downtown location. Not too long ago one lady had some bubble on her eye ball. It was pretty gross, she had to get it lanced. Then right before I got my stye another coworker first thought she had a sinus infection but her antibiotics didn't help her, she had alot of tests done and it was determented that the muscles around her eyes were all inflamed and infected. So needless to say, not a very good stretch of luck with the eyes recently here at the EGC.

One other thought, Why would you call something on your eye a name that rhymes. Every time I have had to tell people if have a stye the very next thing people say is " You have a Stye in you Eye?" I just don't get it.