Dy-no-miiite!

Yup. Went and saw Napoleon Dynamite for the second time. Easily the funniest movie I've seen in a long time. Only this movie and Meet the Parents have ever made me laugh so hard I cried, and I even did the second time through this one. Napoleon Dynamite is so much like real life and real people that its awkwardness is hilarious. I can relate so much to him. Sure, I was kind of a compulsive liar, too. Christine Diamond, anybody? Yeah, I was a nerd, too. So, it's great to see nerds with struggles win for once. And not in ways that are so unbelievable, like getting it on with some foreign chick. Not happening. Hey Napoleon, peace out.

Temple, Quake, Jake, etc.

Well, today was a solid day. Psych and Family History were both enjoyable. I turned in my huge family history project today. We had dinner with Jake and Lindsey Toolson, and then went to the temple with them. We had a pretty good time. Root beer floats at Leatherby's afterwards... Well, Stef got a banana split and didn't want to share. I kept taking it anyway, because it was so good. Jake and I reminisced about old times, four-wheeling, doing donuts in the DQ parking lot, and good old Team Fortress. He gave me a CD that I'm going to put on my system. Gotta get that up so we can still hang out after he moves. Work tomorrow.. time for bed.

Quickie before bed

Well, today I found out that my mom and my dad are BOTH descendants of Penelope and Richard Stout! So, because of the decisions that these two made to find liberty in the new world, and the perseverence of Penelope, both of my parents (and myself) are here today. Cr-iz-azy.

Eh?

So, I guess I get to type this again. After double-clicking on a real media file, my computer just shut off. I think there might have been a problem with the wmpblog.exe file I recently installed. Anyway, after being up all night to finish my psych paper on brain specialization for music, I turned it in and came home to sleep. While Stef was at school, some guys barged in and changed the window that I broke when I was breaking in to my locked apartment.

I also did a ton of family history research today. Penelope Van Princess came on a boat from Holland in the 1700s, but the boat wrecked. The few survivors were attacked by indians, and most were either killed or left for dead. Penelope, bowels in hand and partially scalped, hid in the hollow of a tree until things were safer. She healed and met Richard Stout, an Englishman. They married and moved to Jersey. The rest is history. I'm a direct descendant.

Inaugural entry

Well, I guess I'd better get with the program and start my own "blog". Gosh, I love America.