Holy gosh – it was 29 degrees last night.

I’ve added a few new links over the last couple of days…

My favorite quote on this whole immigration issue and whether or not they should should be granted amnesty for being here illegally:

“If I break into someone’s house, how long do I have to hide before I become part of the family?”

Drew Thornley has decided to end his blogging career… for now. Drew’s blog ‘My Take‘ was a much needed voice of the young professional right. By “right” I mean both ring-wing and right as in “correct.”

When asked why he decided to quit, his explaination was simple: “I just didn’t enjoy doing it anymore.”

Drew recently came on at JND, and hopefully we’ll get his thoughts on issues when-and-if he decides to share them in the near future.

Drew has law degree from Harvard, and he’s just recently been accepted into the JAG Corps… so, he’s got his options folks.

The best Halloween Quote ever comes from Lindsay Lohan’s character in the movie ‘Mean Girls‘:

“Halloween is the one night a year when girls can dress like a total slut and no other girls can say anything about it. “

So funny. So true.

Some recent thoughts lately on feelings that can definitely ruin your day.

Getting Pulled Over

Whether you get a ticket or not, seeing those blue lights in your rear-view mirror can damper anyone’s spirit, and can ruin the best song playing on the radio.

Waking Up Late

No matter how responsible we may be, we’ve all overslept at one time or another. Never in their life can an individual take a shower, get dressed, and weave through traffic at such a furious pace without killing themself or others.

Having Someone/Knowing Someone Lied to You

The only thing worse than having somone lie to you while they attempt to convince you they are telling you the truth, is knowing all along
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that they don’t know that you know that they are lying.

Disappointing Your Friends/Family

While it is oh-so-obvious that those around us are the last people we want to upset… it happens all-too-often.

Realizing You’re Broke

All-too-familiar is the memory of pulling-up to the ATM in college, only to find that the $5 bill in my wallet was the only money to my name. Money doesn’t buy happiness, but at times, it can sure get you out of sadness.

Anybody have anymore, please feel free to share…

Driving through Dallas traffic Tuesday, I was once again reminded (sorry Ernest) why I would rather drink vinegar all day, every day than move to the piping-hot, smog filled, concrete jungle that is Dallas, Texas.

Strip mall after strip mall after apartment complex after apartment complex after office park after office park.

No style.
No personality.
Just boring, pop-up, mundane-looking buildings for miles… and miles… and miles.

Seriously… how can anyone live there? (Though I imagine that most people might say the same for Jasper… but I love my Jasper.)

Question:

What is one place you could never, ever, ever live?

After last year’s “Boo!” creation… I was at a loss of what to carve at our carving last week.

However, I knew what I had to do: something original… something symbolic… something that Seattle could be proud of.

Before the madness.

Matt digs in.
I begin to plot.
Angela prepares her stencil… yes, a stencil. Cheater.

Robert – upon returning from his non-geeky dodgeball game – begins his creation.

…we still don’t know what it is.

Hard at work.

Angela begins to dig through the orange goo – hunting for pumpkin seeds… and the Golden Ticket (a lifetime supply of chocolate would be nice).

Angela’s pumpkin: A cat underneath a branch (but the cat’s tail broke off).

Matt’s first pumpkin: I think it’s a redneck pumpkin… or maybe it was just in a fight or something.

Matt’s second pumpkin: A smiley-faced pumpkin… who is evidently asleep on his side an having a very pleasant dream.

My pumpkin: The Space Needle with Mount Rainier in the background.

The punkin seeds are ready to be roasted!!!

They were the best I’ve ever made… excuse me if I brag. Two kinds: salty and spicy – pick your poison.

Allow me to dip my chip into the collegiate salsa for one second.

Jackson Academy alum and current Mississippi College Tennis stud, Michael Ward was elected yesterday as the new Student Government Association President.

Anyone who knows Michael can testify that he is one of the most geniune and honest people you will ever meet. On top of that, Michael dates everyone’s favorite MC Cheerleader, Lindsey Smith.

They’re the cutest couple in the world… it makes us all sick.

Congrats Michael!

SGA… fun times… fun times.

Below are three of my videos from my random trip to Torino.

The first one is a very uneventful one while I stood in the background of the Today Show as Katie interviewed Natalie Holloway’s mom…

This kid has the worst slap-shot in the world…

And this was the scene at the Olympic Store. They were out of t-shirts, sweaters, and basically anything that was worthy of buying.

That’s how I ended-up with a cowbell…

For all you political junkies out there, I’ll be live-blogging President Bush’s State of the Union Address live (right here) tomorrow night.

I’ll try to keep it light and funny…download french connection the

Even with a loss, Mississippi State is still #1.

You crazy MSU alums have so much to be proud of.

I mean seriously, you’re always on-top.

Paige, you are right. And I am sooo wrong.

[I keep bringing-up football because that's basically the only college sport that matters. Anyone who says otherwise attends/attended a university with a crummy football program.]

After requests to do-so, I have decided to make a book of the best photos from Europe.

It might be a little pricey, but it will be nice… I hope.

I’ll let you know more when I get all my pictures uploaded.

Two different dreams. Two possible outcomes.

DREAM #1

About 6 months ago I awoke to recall a dream in which my DC friend Erin Rexroth was pregnant.

I thought it was odd… especially since I hadn’t talked with her in a few weeks, so there was no reason for me be dreamin’ about her.

So, I send off an email telling her about the dream, to which she responds: “Call me as soon as you get this.”

Basicaly, she found out she was pregnant only 48 hours before… and she and her husband had told no one.

DREAM #2

I get a phone call last Friday from, guess who? Yep. Erin Rexroth herself.

Now she has a dream in which (oh, you’re gonna laugh) I am The Bachelor.

Yes. The Bachelor.

Now… I find it hard to believe that this dream will be fulfilled for a multitude of reasons. But it could happen.

I guess we’ll have to wait and see… or not.

In a new series I’ll be running on the blog, endorsements, on which I’ll go through a list of products/services that I’ve found very useful/helpful/dependable.

However, let’s not confuse this for products that you’ve never heard of.

Many of you have these things, and I want your feedback and recognition of a good product and/or service. I don’t want your smart remarks how you’ve “…been using this since forever.” That hurts my feelings. And I might cry.

Consider this like my version of Oprah’s ‘Favorite Things.’ Only, I won’t give these things away to you at the end of the show.

The 5-year-old hidden (not so deep) inside of me is saddened. I’ve loved both Toy Story movies since we watched the Spanish version in high school.

“Senior Wooody.”

Pixar nixes ‘Toy Story 3.’