Farewell

As a goodbye I thought I should tell a little bit more about myself...

Favorite Twosome: JAMES and CHASE...also you can never go wrong with a blog if you put a cute pic of these kids

Favorite Color: BLUE! yes, those shirts were originally white... Favorite Food: GELATO, i can't stop thinking about Copa Mista and Bavarian Mint

Favorite sport: HUMAN BUNGEE-you fling yourself in this lifesize rubberband and the game ends when someone falls.

Favorite Pastime: SWINGING. This particular instance was amazing since my toes got to play in Lake Tahoe at the same tim

Thanks for letting me intrude for a little while, I'll be seeing you...

Post Secret

A New Yorker decided to make a community art project one day so he put blank postcards with an address and directions to write any secret on it and decorate it. After he spread them out on subways, the return was impressive. Each secret can be a hope, regret, funny experience, unseen kindness, fantasy, belief, fear, betrayal, desire, confession, or childhood humiliation. You can reveal anything - as long as it is true and you have never shared it with anyone before. Over the years this has become pretty widespread (there's even a postsecret blog!), I love the idea that you can write a secret down and send it off into the abyss. I did this along time ago when i first found out about it, for me it was more of a fun art project but for others it is a release. Who knows maybe literally sending a secret off can help let go of anything weighing on your shoulders.

Yawping

Walt Whitman taught me well-"I sound my barbaric yawp over the rooftops of the world". A "yawp" has become a ritual for me everytime I summit something extraordinarily high. I force whomever I am with to take the yawping postion (legs spread and squatted a bit, so as to produce more power) and take in their very deepest breath while holding hands and let out a yawp. We let it out as loud and long and hard as possible, while simulatneously raising your joined hands to the sky. Its overwhelming to feel every bit of oxygen leaving your body. It really helps me to drink in my whole environment and let everything else go. A scream can be so satisfying, just because. I encourage anyone to try this when on top of a high building, seaside cliff, mountain top or anything you find suitable. It can be hard for new comers; once after yawping I had someone tell me that they were "always scared" when they were with me...I took it as a compliment. (Oh I took these pictures at Squaw Peak in Utah, it's gorgeous in the fall)

Bay to Breakers

As guest blogger I figure that I might aswell come in with a bang (Also when i was once a superhero my name was "BLAM", so I'm doing my superhero name proud). This 7.45 mile bacchanalia went on this weekend and i was lucky enough to take part. Really running through the streets in costume is a learning experience if nothing else:

1. When approaching a crowd and you see naked bottoms don't turn around once you have passed, it will ruin at least the rest of your day if not longer
2. Free stuff never ceases to draw a crowd
3. Don't start at the back of the race and attempt to catch up with the runners because you will be caught between people screaming at you that "runners eat babies". Yes, it was a shock to me too, but maybe i haven't reached that point in my running career yet. Watch out Chase.
4. Costumes chafe...more than you know, my favorite costume was a life size Sudoku.
5. "Breakers" is a code name for ocean, it took me far to long to realize that

PS I apologize to anyone who doesn't find a funny booty funny, also to Angie...she didn't know what she was doing having me guest blog

Sony BRAVIA - The Advert

Sony BRAVIA - The Advert

Please watch this video. Somehow I find peace when I'm watching it, maybe you will too.

This ad was shot in San Fransisco and they released over 250,000 bouncy balls. Apparently when you're in advertising you can do whatever you want. I would probably let kangaroos loose in San Fransisco, film it, and make millions. Also in case anyone was wondering the song in the background is "Heartbeats" by Jose Gonzales, one of my favorites.

Guest Blogger - Abigail Kate

Ten days before I turned ten years old, Abbie was born. She was the cutest little baby - I have memories of her as an infant and feel like she is partly mine. She is the perfect younger sister; the youngest of five, she somehow managed to be our calm in midst of a tumultuous sea.

She is in that twenty year old time of life, where someone suggests driving to Krispie Kreme in Vegas, and you just drop everything to make it happen. But, differing from my own sugar-filled destinations, she trumps me by road trips to orphanages in Mexico (ok, that and less serious roadtrips to Wicked). You should see her photographs of Mexico - she really is a wonderful photographer. I wish I had her eye; that, or her umph! She just ran the Bay to Breakers this weekend. One of several races in a life filled with it. She is busy doing - planning and living. And part of living is dancing - and boy can Snap dance! Really, I'm a bit jealous. I'm also envious of all those wonderful English classes she is taking at BYU - she has really wonderful ideas - I love to talk literature with her.

Somehow I convinced her to be my guest blogger. She will be posting while I am in Utah for part deux of Emily's wedding. Anyhow, I can't wait to see what she writes about. I do have to tell you that she is a bit reluctant - so, comment even if you don't know her. I think she will start Wednesday - if you have a question or request get it in right away!

Thanks, Snap! Love you!