I Heart America

So the other day I was driving home from work and saw something that made me grateful to be an American. Standing there on the corner was a Little Caesar's Pizza guy, you know, the ones that stand out in front and have a sign and try to distract you from driving. Yeah, he was there waving his sign and dancing and all of that. He was going to town! It was a rather impressive display, then when he was done, in a very dramatic way he just paused and pointed at the other corner. Naturally I had to look, I'm a Utah driver, I get distracted easily. Anyway, what to my wandering eye should appear, but a cross-dressing man dressed up as Lady Liberty break dancing. The contest was on!
I sat there for a few minutes (I was waiting for the light to change color, I wasn't blocking traffic, just for the record) and watched those two go at it. It was definitely a dance off at the corner. I wished that someone had been there to be the judge and decide if they as a consumer should now feel more inclined to get their taxes done or get a pizza. Either way, it looks like one way or another we will render to Caesar that which is Caesar's. It seemed like a great new Fox reality TV show (so if someone takes this idea, I want part of the royalties) "So you think you can street advertise." or "Dancing with the Cars". I don't know, I'm sure a clever title will be created. Either way, all I know is, I love America.

Its all how you look at it

The other day I overheard a conversation between a loganite and a prestonite. They were talking about how great Preston, ID is and how much they love it there. The conversation soon turned to the loganite detailing their concern about moving to such a large city like Logan. I was amazed as they talked about their concern about living in such a big city as I had a similar conversation with my family a few months ago about my concern about moving to such a small town like Logan. I guess when it comes down to it, its all in how you look at it.

After six weeks in Logan, I finally have decided I am bored enough that I need to get a hobby. My brother convinced all my siblings and I to run a marathon in the fall. We will see how that goes. In the hopes of actually doing this, I decided to join a gym.

Well, they made me come in and take a tour. I felt like I was in the Brian Reagan stand up gig. 'This is for your flactoids..." Anyway, I finally got all signed up--it took a long time so i didn't have time to run on the treadmill; I ran to Burger King instead. I think I'm making great progress in being more fit. Its the thought that counts right?