Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Considering that I not only signed up for, but also put $2,000 down on the bombardment of presentations, papers, projects, and cumulative finals that is the end of a semester, I had better go try to get some sleep.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Since Halloween has come and gone, I have seen many Facebook profiles of people saying that they are busting out the long-awaited Christmas Music. I have also had the same desire but have since been completely turned off by it. Here is why: I get carsick easily. Anyone who knows me is thinking that this is just regular, old, can't-predict-what's-coming-out-of-his-mouth-next Brady (all those dashes took a long time to type). However, here is my logic. As far as I know, carsickness comes from conflicting sensory cues. If you are reading a book in a car, your sight tells you that you are merely enjoying a good read. However, all your other senses are telling your body that you are in motion and moving fast! I feel the same way about listening to Christmas music before Thanksgiving. It sounds like Christmas, but it doesn't feel or look like it. My senses are conflicting and it just does not feel right, nor does carsickness. Besides, it is not time to celebrate a jolly old man, make wishes on burning logs, or make candy-filled punching bags in the image of the endangered, fluorescent, lop-sided donkey. Now is a time to remember the importance of college football, frosted windshields, overeating, and making ritualistic wishes over dead animals body parts (that may be a little graphic but I think it's a strange tradition and I can't go back and erase it because of my rules). Anyway, what I am really trying to say is this: although Wal-Mart has had it's christmas foliage displayed for the last 3 months and some quacks have already busted out their inflatable Santas... it is not yet time for Christmas. Besides, if you completely skip over Thanksgiving, the rest of us will have to label you as "ungrateful".
Saturday, October 17, 2009
So I was driving home from work today and was listening to the radio. On KSL, they have a program where anyone can call in and vent about anything for 30 seconds. However, they do have a call screener, so I guess you can’t really talk about anything but, oh well. It was while listening to this program that spawned my Optimus Prime getting the Nobel Peace Prize idea. But last night, a guy called in and said, “Hey everyone out in Salt Lake. I just want to say that I can find about as much truth from the phone book as I can from the Book of Mormon.” Once I heard that, I had two thoughts: a) he was a bitter old man who’s heart is a black hole of goodness and who likes to call up companies that our owned by the LDS Church just to spread anti-Mormon fodder everywhere, or b) he’s a strong LDS man who has strong feelings about the truthfulness of the phone book. But I started thinking about it, and it’s true! The phone book is filled with facts… and that’s it. If there are any typos or errors, they are the errors of men… those poor, poor men who have dedicated themselves to typing phone numbers all day for the rest of their lives. So despite your best efforts at making the Book of Mormon look pathetic, you may have actually built testimonies. I doubt it, but it’s an option too. Hey, thanks bitter, anti-Mormon man.
The radio announcers handled it pretty well. I’m pretty sure that they are LDS since they work for KSL. They were talking about how that guy had lied to the call screener to get on the air. They called him a “real class act” and moved on.
So I have been sick and I just barely finished a week full of 3 tests and Melissa has been writing a long paper. Thus, I have not been able to post anything on my blog for a while. So here’s the deal. Many of you know that I have wanted to be a writer. I have been writing “books” since I was 8 years old. It all started out when I got a mead pocket notebook. I promised my mom that I would fill up that notebook with a sequel to Jurassic Park. Back then, it was a lofty goal. I wrapped my head around an idea that my brother Casey and I started at our cabin. It was going to be called, “The Hinterlands”. However, I couldn’t really make the plot work. So now, I am working on another book at the moment that seems to be coming together pretty well. Since we have moved into our new apartment, I now have TV and Internet. Now I actually know what is going on in the world and I have an opinion about it. I started seeing how passionately I felt about the recession, universal healthcare, Obama winning the Nobel Prize, etc. So I started this blog. It’s a good way for me to practice writing, and hopefully entertain or provoke thought in some of my friends and family.
MarvelFizz is a super hero name that my brother Chad gave me back when he was in college. He was WonderThump and I am MarvelFizz. Now you know where the name of this blog comes from. Anywho, feel free to oppose my position, comment, request a topic, or simply ignore this blog. I will try to stay away from the political arena as much as possible, unless I can make it somewhat humorous. I may talk about religion, make outlandish comparisons to frosted flakes… or women, or simply relay some interesting facts that I have learned. Oh, and one of my rules for the blog, is that I write without stopping. Think of these entries as one continuous key-stroke. With that in mind, my blog might not make sense, my thoughts might not be organized, and my randomness might be kicked up a notch. Cheers!