The house of sticks

I assume it is safe to say that most of us have heard the story of the three little pigs. I will liken myself to one of those foolish pigs who unwisely built his house out of sticks. As the story goes, I found a nice place to build a house, and so I started to build. I was under the false impression that somehow sticks would be a good choice for my house. When my house was funished, I looked at it and said "this is a pretty nice house for sure." I was quite happy with it, and took no more thought of it. I was happy with were I was living. After a short while, it was brought to my attention that certain problems in the building materials were exposed. Again, in my thoughtlessness gave little heed to the warnings. In one swift turn of events, my house came crashing down, and I was left with little more than a pile of broken sticks. Lesson learned: I should have known all along to use bricks instead of sticks. I just hope I can rebuild on the same site with the much stronger material.

"miss"communication

If there were money be made in the "not being able to communicate well" field, I would be the next Warren Bufett. I would consider my communication skills somewhere between a rock and a snail. I find it amazing that after 31 years on this earth I haven't quite gotten the hang of it. I will admit that sometimes, to use a comparison to art. communication is like a Van Gogh, and other times like a Picasso. Silence is golden, but silence can also be like a rusty nail. If you step on it, you need a tetnus shot. Bad communication is like gingivitus, it can make anything that comes out of your mouth stink. The phase goes: it is better to keep your mouth shut, and have people think you a fool than to open it and remove all doubt. But is it also better to be a fool than mute? There is some food for thought. Experience has led me to believe this may at least be somewhat true.

Cruise Blues

The honest truth is I've been itching to go on a cruise this year. I've been doing some checking around and there are good deals out there. The only catch is 4 people have to be in a room. If you have ever been on a cruise, you know that the rooms are not much bigger than a normal sized bedroom would be. That is not a big deal only because the time spent in your cabin on a cruise is minimal. The bulk of the time is spent sleeping anyway, so who cares? I have certain principles that guide my decisions, and overpaying for things is just something that I will rarely, if ever do. It turns out that the tax to go on a cruise is over 30 percent. Where is the justification in that?

Tuition Tantrem

I recently started a semester of college at the University of Utah. I normally have four classes each semester, but as it turns out, I only have one class. It is reasonable to assume that only having one class would significantly reduce the tuition cost. I fell victim to this line of thinking. As it turns out, the cost of one three credit class at the University of Utah is close to 1,200 dollars. If there were ever an opposite of Robin Hood, this is it. Robbing from the poor to give to the rich isn't exactly what I would call "being the hero". This is not where the terror ends. The textbook that I purchased for this one class sold for a whopping 185 dollars! Sometimes I feel like I am being kicked while I am down. Sure they no longer charge tax on textbooks, but the real victory would come in a lowering of the cost of textbooks. If there ever was a way to make a grown man cry, this is it.

The First Date

First dates are the best. The date allows two people to initially get to know each other while hopefully have fun that the same time. I have been on more first dates than any man should have to bear. They say you never get a second chance to make a first impression. This is the guy's one and only chance to prove to the woman that he isn't a complete idiot or a psycho. Sometimes a guy can get so caught up in not trying to be an idiot that he completely destroys the very edifice he is trying to construct. At the very same time as his image goes to who knows where, his chances of getting a second date suddenly grow wings and fly off to neverland as well. Unfortunately we live in a society where certain feelings and desires are not always black and white. If a guy passes through the gauntlet with minimal or no damage, he must then somehow decipher by some code known only to women if she desires a second date. This generally occurs at the end of a date, which in an of itself can be a very awkward situation. There are three possible endings for a date, and I have experienced all three. First, and probably most common is the hug. This is a potentially good sign since the girl is in essence saying "well you didn't turn me off enough to not want to be withing hugging distance of you." The second is saying goodnight and just walking away. This is usually not a good sign. The third is the handshake. The funny thing about the handshake, and this is probably the most awkward way to end a date, is that is makes the date seem more of a business deal than anything else. For a habitual dater like myself, dating can sometimes feel like "business as usual."

The first blog!

This is my first attempt at blogging. The purpose of this blog is to be of a humurous nature. I will be posting funny stories from my life or my comical views on certain aspects of life. Right now I cannot be certain of how often I will write, but be sure to check back now and then!