Well, it sure has been a while, hasn t it. I wonder how many blog posts start out that way. I m willing to bet it s a very large number.
Like, ninety a hundred. What s going on, Miles Man? Hit me with the Newsizzle.
With Bryce home, and my new camera in tow, it was time for another Newsbleep. This one went on the theme of a Pimp My Ride show, and I tried to play up some of the cheesy motifs of such shows: the victim , cool teenage language, using family members as collateral, mocking the vehicle in dire need of pimping , nicknames of the crew so they seem more like a hip-hop posse than car mechanics, and (of course) the reveal .
This one was tricky.
All of Holli s stuff had to get shot on Saturday, but Tony and Tyler were going to be gone on Saturday and wouldn t get back until Sunday. Lindsey didn t want to shoot Saturday, but said maybe for Sunday. Then, on Sunday, she went fishing, so we had to shoot her on Monday (and cut a bit of her part).
That and I had about two or three more characters than the original script had featured. But, it went well, and you can t really tell that anything seems shot out of place. So far, the response has been positive.
And, so far, I d say that it s my favorite. But, of course, the latest one is always my favorite.
Also, it was nice to get videos from family and friends to put together a Happy Holidays montage at the end.
I really liked that, and I think I ll work in Call for Videos again. I don t know if I ll use Mediafire again, however.
Of course, the list:
Christmas was good.
It seemed a little anti-climatic seeing as I got the video camera, my big gift, so early, but it was still good. And the bag is something I was planning on buying myself, anyway. All-in-all, it was a predictable Christmas.
I think I requested or expected a higher percentage of my presents this year that usual. I m not sure I ll be so exacting next year. A big Thank You to everyone for your gifts.
I love them!
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Holli s and my anniversary was on December 21st, and we had big plans, buddy, but it didn t work out.
Instead, we ended up staying at my apartment because of the roads. We did, however, have a nice present exchange and meal at Skipper s.
Then, on the 27th, Holli came up to Sioux Falls, and we had the date we had planned for the 21st.
We at at Johnny Carino s. It was good. I had a hard time choosing my meal, and the waitress wasn t great.
At one point, another waitress came over with two plates and said, We have the fetuccini alfredo. Holli and I looked at each other. Neither of us ordered that.
She eventually gave the food to another table. Then, later, she came back with a to-go package in her hands. We packed up your food to go.
And I thought, Why? Are you kicking us out? We gave her blank stares, and protested that it must not be this table.
As it turned out, the same table near ours must have gotten the wrong dish, and so they got either the original order or the food they started eating to-go, on the house. It was confusing, but the food was still good, and we ended up getting ourselves.
Then we went to Falls Park.
It was and . It was perfect for .
Whereas Christmas had been spent with my family in Big Stone City and Sioux Falls (with Holli able to share parts of that), New Year s was spent with Holli s family in Hawarden and Council Bluffs.
I was very happy to have the latest Newsbleep up on the internet by the time I left for Holli s house no Friday, so I had no editing I had to do over the weekend.
When I got there we played poker, of which I was first out, but after that we played Guitar Hero. I d never played before.
Holli said it gave her headaches, so I played with Marissa. We sucked worse a NASA airlock. Unfortunately, , but we had fun destroying some classic guitar songs.
The next day we travelled to Council Bluffs to hand with their grandpa, Lauren. We went over to their uncle, Allen s, place. He and his wife have .
Connie is a party designer, and she s very good. As such, their house is very much a designer house. We watched a couple football games, ate some pizza, and then headed to our hotel.
There we watched a Newsbleep, planned out church (for me), and went to bed.
The next day all hell broke loose. We left as early as we dared, because the weather was fast getting awful.
The ride back was terrible. It was white-out conditions mixed with stupid drivers and ice. It was stressful, but Larry weathered the storm (pun intended) beautifully.
I sat back and read (and eventually prayed a rosary for good measure) and listened to music while we made our way gradually home. Once back, it seemed way too late for mass in the area. My options, as I figured, were to travel to Sioux Falls for a 7:00pm service, and then it would make the most sense to go back home.
New Year s would have to be spent alone in Madison.
But, before that, Holli and I went and talked to the priest in Hawarden. I thought, at the least, maybe he could consecrate a eucharist for me, and I could read the readings or whatever.
As it turned out, they were having Mary feast day mass at 5pm, and that could count towards my Sunday obligation. Score!
New Year s Eve night was spent playing games with Marissa s friend, Travis, and everyone else except for Adam and Cari.
It was fun, but I could have done with less Fergie.
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How did you spend your holidays?
You know, education, if you make the most of it, you study hard, you do your homework and you make an effort to be smart, you can do well; if you don t, you get stuck in Iraq. hey you, whitehouse. / ha ha!
charade, you are! / you house-proud town mouse / ha ha! charade, you are!
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