Sorry She's Awesome

Some of you may know a certain lady by the name of Crystal Lewis. Well, she happens to be more popular (according to Google trends) than Whitefish Mountain Resort. Almost all of 2008 she has been at the top. On an unrelated note, I ordered a sweet new leather cuff today that will totaly make me UNBEATABLE! No more being in the shadow of Levi's blindingly white double-strap cuff. For I have ordered a triple-strap cuff. HA!

Ice skating

For the ACTIVE Switch event on friday, we went ice skating at the public rink in Whitefish. It was quite an experience. There were several crashes throughout the night. One of which was Devan falling on his head, and me and Coy sliding into each other. We also had a "Duck, Duck, Goose" towards the end, and a conga line thing  (but no kicking). At one point, Coy stole the little training things from a little kid and sped off like some sort of crazed russian (not racist). All in all it was a very fun night, even though I was the only guy that came (aside from Devan, Frankie, and Coy).

Alivian Adventures

Me and Alivia have been hanging out a little bit over the past week and as the title suggests, there have been many adventures. We played with this bubble gun that spat out many bubbles rapidly. And with a makeshift drum roll of Alivia slapping her knees, we made the biggest bubble in history. Then Alivia got tired of the bubbles so we went inside and she got really excited when we found some stickers. She said, "Stickers. Put 'em on." I replied, "On what?" She held out her feet (she was sitting down) and said obviously, "Me." So of course the stickers were stuck on her feet. Then she put more on her hands. One of the ones she put on her hands was a picture of a piece of cake... Which she proceeded to try and eat. (Not shown)

Who invented This Beauty?

That is the question I ask myself as I savor the last few vapors of taste that travel along my tongue. The thing I am referring to of course is none other than the yogurt-covered-pretzel. I'm pretty sure that its not covered in yogurt or white, probably some synthetic chemicals. But the taste is so pure and amazing that I cannot help but ask myself, "Who invented this beauty?". I have a theory that it was a polish nun, (not racist) but I can't be sure. Come on guys! Help me out here!

New Poll

As you can probably see if you look right up there, I have a new poll on my blog. I am putting this out so that you RSS'ers (you know who you are) can know about it.

THE FIFTY MILE MARKER

Okay not literally fifty miles (obviously) but fifty posts have made there sluggish little way onto my blog. That's just counting this blog. Not to mention my ancient iWeb one. The only thing I have to say is "Look out Eric". And speaking of Eric, look who won the "Nicest Hair Award" (which is basically just a little sentence about Eric). 

   To Eric,

                       You win the following part of my blog: [Congratulations Eric]. That part of this page is eternally yours. It's a great honor.

TurboXJet

So today we realized that we had a dentist's appointment in ten minutes ago. FRANTICALLY we ran for the door. I had time to brush my teeth (sorta) and get dressed. When we got there, the lady was like, "Hurry! The doctors going to inspect your teeth in 8 minutes!" So she started that pick-axe deal on my teeth. "Theres no time! We need to break out the TurboXJet!" The TurboXJet was a freak of nature. It shot (literally shot) water out of a needle sized hole. When she shot it in my mouth at first i thought I was imagineing things but it didn't taste like "water". Then the sucky thing sucked the "water" out of my mouth and it was red. The water was so pressurized it was cutting my gums! After that torture, everything was pretty smooth from there on out. Although it got me to thinking. How many of you guys actually floss daily?

Fog Fixes the Fence

So the girls (Mom and Izzi) have been complaining about how "critters" keep getting into the hay barn because of a faulty fence. When Fog couldn't take it anymore, he decided that he was going to "ranch it". (Incidentally, I have never seen Norman Fog and my dad in the same place at the same time. It's a shame because they have so much in common). So me and Fog drove around and had an arsenal of advice. Mike from orth Valley Ag (the "N" was out) said, "Nah don't use nails. Use some of dem power staples. Just get the biggest stapler they got." Jim from another place I don't remember said (if you want to know what this guy sounds like, plug your nose , make your voice whiny, and say), "Here use this hammer stapler. Its grrrrreat!" No, it suckedBut we got it done and it doesn't look too shabby. Afterwards we saw the cutest thing ever. Two horses (Buddy and Starlight) were hugging. Of course I took a picture because on www.solomonray.com you can always get the straight facts. No tricks, no wikipedia.

Sick Day on Sunday

On saturday i was fine, but when I got up this morning, (at six o'clock) I was throwing up like you would not believe. I won't go into details to save yourself from vomiting, but I finally stopped at like ten o'clock. By which point I realized I was in no state to go to church, much less man the video. So I watched it on the webcast and it was fine. I was disappointed I couldn't go of course, but it wasn't as bad as I thought. Hopefully I'll be able to make it through the Academy Awards tonight. What really bugs me though is that I don't get any of the perks of being sick. Like missing school. But maybe I'll still be sick on Monday? I never thought I would want to be sick, but if it means missing school, and the worst is over, I'll do it all day long (minus the vomiting).

DANCE DANCE REVOLUTION

Tonight, DDR (dance dance revolution) raged unbridled through the night. Unfortunately I really suck at it. But fortunately I only have one dance pad which I gladly gave to Shane to use. So i used a regular controller and danced with my fingers. (Not shown)

Special dog

Trying to rip a tree out of the ground. Later, shane helps.

Hype

Appearantly there has been some hype about my blog. People say that
I'm a "blogging wizard". Well I just want to say that I'm just a
normal guy who happens to have a mac. That being said, I do plan to
dominate and become the most frequently blogged blog in the bloggiverse.

Baby Shane

Somehow, Shane has always been called baby Shane for as long as I can
remember. My dad has insisted on calling him baby shane since he was
born. Amazingly he's now in sixth grade and the name has stuck to this
day.

Lunar Eclipse 08

First of all you must realize that the lunar eclipse happens only every two years in America, and it has to be a amazingly clear day for you to see anything at all. I was incredibly blessed to see all of that happen today. It looked so insanely alien and heavenly and it makes you wonder how in the world God can come up with phenomenon's such as this.

Theres always room

For those of you who don't know, Levi's brother has a saying that
says, "there's always room for a slice". Of course he is referring to
pizza. So naturally when me, Josiah, Amy, Levi, Eric and my dad went
to second street pizza, Levi shared this nugget of knowledge with us. As
soon as he finished the "for a slice" I chimed in, "Or knot" and held
up my garlic knot. It was funny and eventually it passed into
oblivion. Or so I thought. When me and the fam went to second street,
low and behold, the knots returned! It brought back nice memories and
some laughs.

Winter Gardening

For science today, me, Izzi and Leah went to evaluate the garden... in the winter... So as you can imagine, it was basically like this a blank field of um... clean mud thats three feedeep. I don't know if you can get a feel of how deep it was or not from the picture, but at some points it was past my knees. Since it was so deep the gate wouldn't open. The snow came up to high to move it. So we (when I say we I mean I) climbed up the fence and jumped off. It doesn't look very high in the picture, but take into account another three feet and you have a leg breaker if your not careful. Fortunately, when my legs hit the snow, I slowed down dramatically and landed like an ice skater. Walking around was nigh-impossible, but manageable. After we mapped out where we would plant everything, we headed back to the house only to realize that I had left my notebook BACK AT THE GARDEN! With a groan I headed back to retrieve the nearly frozen notebook. But it was okay in the end. By the way, I am not on my knees in that picture. The snow is covering them.

Twisting game

Inevitably, every youth group eventually plays "the game that has no
name" as I call it. Its the one where you stand in a circle and grab a
persons hand across from you with both hands but you can't grab the
persons same hand that your other hand is grabbing. Lots of fun. Coy
also shared his feelings in the message about play places (he thinks
they are dirty and bloodstained), demolition derbys (awesome to
destroy stuff and/or watch stuff being destroyed), and valentimes day
(pointless). A great youth group.

Jazz

So tonight, the fam and I went out to dinner at the boat club. If you
listened really closely (or were in the bathroom), they were playing
the smoothest of jazz. Complete with squiggly saxaphone and people
snapping in unison. I also saw Herold the nightengales distant cousin,
Gregory.

इ गिव इन

Ok so maybe Blogger is better for mobile, and you can attach pictures and videos with almost as much ease as with iWeb, and everyone else in the world uses it, but you know what? I am using it because of none of these reasons. I am using it because there are too many weird and funny things that happen in my day that doesn't get bloggified. Well now it will. As soon as I figure out how to mobile blog.