DEAD OPS

My operating system failed on my iMac.

NOT FOR TABLETOPS

I like to play tennis. I will play ANYONE.

FRAMED

I have been neglecting my blog lately. It is about time you all know what I have been doing as of late. I have been working on picture frames at work for about 2 weeks straight now. At first I kind of thought they would be a bust but now that they are on Facebook I have been shocked with the response they have made.

REAL ADULT

I have become a real adult. I purchased my own home near the hospital in Cedar City. I live there, and I am really enjoying living alone. I would like to also point out how long my hair is. Look at it.

WORTHLESS

The results are in for the spoiler: It goes...

I hope you all learned your lesson about voting. Your votes didn't count because you didn't know that we were using the electoral college system. I choose to have it stay gone (at least for the time being) because while I was removing it one of the screws broke off inside its corresponding hole and it is going to take more than a few minutes to install the spoiler once again. Popular vote loses again!

YAY OR NEIGH

I am going to put the fate of the spoiler with my blog followers. I would say to comment on the one you like but some people may be a bit nervous about making a comment on my blog. Therefore, there will be a poll on the right side of the blog where you can vote. I am aware that you can cheat the voting, so in the event of a tie the spoiler will stay off. If you have a strong enough opinion either way and choose to vote multiple times for one, I applaud you for your conviction. If you are an economist and believe that your vote won't count, you are probably right because I am going to do what I want almost certainly. Vote if you wish to. Go.

GONZO

I have driven to and from Salt Lake City a number of times both while living there and while living in Cedar City. There are a few things that I seem to notice every time even when I am not paying much attention to my surroundings. Ever since I can remember there has been a little red car in a field, abandoned. It has suffered some beatings over the years. On one occasion I noticed that the mirrors had been knocked off. Over the years the windows had all been broken. I check on the little red car every time I drive by in the daylight hours.

I was shocked to see last time that the car was missing. All the years we had seen each other and there was little more than tire tracks leading away from the spot that the car had been lying dormant. It didn't call me or even leave a note. You can imagine a red car in the field to see how sad you may become if it were to be gone one day.