Monday, December 3, 2007

A Talk For Our Time

Last week, while listening to this talk, I wasn't sure of the year in which Elder Maxwell delivered it. Then, because of curiosity, I checked. I couldn't believe it was given just 2 years after I was born - 1978!

I could not believe how prophetic this talk is. Everyone should listen to it and study it. It will enlighten you, motivate you, and inspire to you to be better. It will strengthen your feelings of the importance of the Lord's chosen servants. It will remind you of the relevance of the times in which we live.

Here is the link to the audio. Just click on the link, then click on the banner.

Meeting the Challenges of Today, by Neal A. Maxwell

Click here for the text of this talk.

After you listen to this talk, let me know what you think.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

6 Rules Every Blogger Should Live By


Heidi "tagged" me, which means I am supposed to give 6 random facts about myself - UH, I don't think so. Instead, I will give 6 tips that every blogger should know (smile on my face):

1. Do not try to impress everyone with stories of a sugar-coated, make-belief life

Everyone knows who you really are and they know your life is just as dysfunctional as the rest of us. You aren't fooling anyone.

2. Don't force everyone to listen to music everytime they visit your blog

I learned this one from experience. I had songs on my own blog and even I was annoyed everytime I pulled it up.

3. No, No to Po, Po

Do not post poetry. The only exception is - UNLESS YOU ARE A GOOD POET. You may be asking, "How do I know if I am a good poet?" Just because your husband, mother, [insert any family member], tells you they like your poetry does not mean you are a good poet. In fact, the only good indication of your poetic talent comes with publication. If you have published poetry in the past, you are safe to post poetry on your blog.

4. Watch your comments

Take advantage of your administrative powers when it comes to comments. DELETE, DELETE, DELETE. If your significant other thinks it is funny to make a comment with embarrassing commentary to your posting, you have every right to eliminate it - you just do. However, you must be careful. With so much power it is easy to get carried away. You could end up using your power of deletion on innocent bystanders. This will alienate your folks. Just like any other power in life, you should be judicious.

5. Don't force it

You're not going to have something interesting EVERY SINGLE DAY. So, don't spend half your day trying to figure out how you can create some artificial event in your life just so you can blog about it. Put your camera away and do something important - like PAY ATTENTION TO YOUR KIDS. Artificial events are boring.

6. Don't send lame "tag" games

Most people, when participating, end up violating tips 1 and/or 5. This makes you an accomplice in a blogging felony.

Monday, November 26, 2007

Thanksgiving


Now that you have had time to think about it, I am curious what you are thankful for - cellphones, trees, warm weather, cold weather - whatever you are thankful for.

Monday, November 19, 2007

A Gospel for the World

This was in today's Washington Post, although with its typical annoying spin (in the article). The article is definitely aimed at raising questions about Romney's religion in terms of race. But, overall not too bad. They can write what they would like, but the stone is going to roll and they can't stop it!





Here is the link to the article:

The New Face of Global Mormonism

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Gender Excitement

Last Saturday something interesting happened. A brand new Wal Mart opened in Highland Village, the town next to ours. And no.....that's not the interesting part. The interesting thing was how excited Wendy got when she saw it. I couldn't believe someone could get so excited about a Wal Mart! She squealed like a little girl on Christmas morning - LITERALLY! Then, after squealing, she screamed, "I can't believe this! This is sooooo AWESOME!"


After gaining my senses and putting my thoughts through my constantly evolving "sensitivity filter," I looked at her to see if she was serious --- she was. Then, while I was sensitively asking her, "ARE YOU KIDDING! HOW CAN YOU GET SO EXCITED ABOUT..."


That's when I saw it - I saw it go by through the passenger side window. It stopped me mid-sentence. I couldn't breath. I couldn't think. Suddenly, without my control, I began squealing like a little girl on Christmas morning - LITERALLY! Then, after squealing, I screamed, "I can't believe this! That is sooooo AWESOME! Do you realize what that is? {blah blah blah, bablah bablah blah blah}." Here is what I saw, and yes, I even took a picture of it:




I assure you, Wendy thought I was nuts for getting so excited over a car. Some of you probably don't even know what it is (it's a Lamborghini Murcielago). She can't understand why anyone would pay $325,ooo for a car that only seats 2 and doesn't even have room for a stroller.


So, what's the difference? It's DNA. That's the difference. If you don't believe me, read this:

Human Genome Discovery

Monday, November 12, 2007

Circles' Top 10 List

Here is a top 10 list of "Circles" postings. Read them (or reread) and rank them in the comments section - 1 being your most favorite and 10 being your least favorite.

Just click on the title of the posting and it will take you there:

Horses and Reindeer

Smokin' Times

Four Foot Hole

Human Genome Discovery

I Have Never Heard a Scream Like That!

It's Not the Baby Crying

Funny Things Kids Say

National Geographic

Bourne Ultimatum

Phone Hiding

Also, if you have a favorite not on this list, you can replace one of the above with the one you like better.

Referee Training



Who can relate???

Monday, November 5, 2007

Dream Job



I am curious. What is your dream job? It can be anything other than what you are now doing, including you stay-at-home moms.

Tell us in the comments section!

Grandpas


Who's that man in the black hat wearing shades? Most people in this world have no idea. But, to me, he is a hero. I have ALWAYS looked up to him as an example of character, hardwork, loyalty, and love. Even when he is cussing at me - I know he loves me! Even when we are arguing about who's the best golfer in history - Tiger or Nicklaus - I know he loves me. And, even though we have lived miles away for most of my life, I feel the influence of his prayers and unconditional love for me. Perhaps the greatest tribute I can pay him is to let him know this - While growing up, there were many times, when facing decisions, I would ask myself, "What would Grandpa do in this situation?" or, "How would Grandpa feel about this?" or, "What would Grandpa tell me to do right now?" To this day, I still find myself asking the same questions. I love you Grandpa!


Passing on the tradition...

Thursday, November 1, 2007

Attend Your Own Funeral

This is an exercise that is found in 7 Habits of Highly Effective People and I think it is very revealing.


Imagine that you are attending a funeral. You see all the familiar faces and upon seeing yourself lying in the casket, realize it is your funeral. You then look at the program for your own funeral and see that there are to be 4 groups of speakers:


1. Your family, immediate and extended.

2. Your friends

3. Your co-workers

4. Your church or community organization


Now, ask yourself the following questions:


1. What would each of these speakers say about your life?

2. What do you want to resonate about you?
3. How would you like them to describe your character?
4. What difference would you like to have made in their lives?


Make comments on your thoughts. What do you think about this exercise? What did you find out about yourselves?

Thursday, October 25, 2007

Fire Everywhere


With the California fires all over the news, fire has been on many people's minds. Yesterday, Jared came home from school, and along with an 8 year-old neighbor told their own fire story.


Liberty Elementary had a fire drill yesterday. The problem is, the teachers didn't know it was a drill and neither did the students. So, when the alarm went off, for a few moments the kids were scared senseless. Their little minds were trying to figure out what was happening. Quickly, the teachers got everyone organized and followed the fire drill procedure.


Well, this morning, as Jared was getting ready for school, Wendy noticed his backpack was tearing at some of the seams. So, she asked Jared, "Do you want me to get you that Broncos backpack we saw when we bought Dad's hat?" He answered, "Yeah, and yesterday when my school was on fire I was thinking, 'Oh no! Now I am going to have to get a new backpack."


The funny thing is, I remember fire drills as a kid and thinking, "I have to remember to grab my backpack."

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Laura and Company

Laura and her family made a trip to California. Here are a couple of photos she would like to share:





Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Kids - 29 July 2007









You Wish....

You wish you could hug and kiss this little girl EVERYDAY!!

To see more pictures click here:

http://jensencirclesjensenpix.blogspot.com

Friday, September 28, 2007

Smokin' Times

It all started with a Saturday afternoon family trip to the Guitar Center. It sounded like fun and everyone was up for it. The Guitar Center has much more than guitars. It has just about anything you can think of as it relates to music and production. They have guitars, amps, drums, keyboards, editing software, synthesizers, turntables, and anything that goes along with these things. But, the kids’ favorite items are the concert items – the smoke machines, the strobe lights, the disco ball, and moving colored lights. There is a room that contains all these items, and the kids have a blast in there. The music is blasting, the lights are flashing, the smoke is flying – what kid (or dad) wouldn’t love this?

So, I got to thinking – Why not have something like this at our house? It would altogether change the definition of “party house.”

One smoke machine, strobe light, black light, and rotating color light machine later – our playroom became an instant PARTY ROOM!!

First, we fired up the smoke machine. It was awesome! We got the room so full of smoke we couldn’t see across the room. Then, we fired up the colored lights. Here’s what it looks like as it cuts through the smoke:


Then, we decided to turn it up a notch – We busted out the black light! Check out these pictures:





Based on Rowan’s (3 years old) mixture of forced laughter and a face that looked like he just sucked a lemon, I could tell he was a little spooked. So, we moved to the ultimate – STROBE LIGHT IN THE SMOKE!! Talk about the supreme idea! I decided that I was pretty much the coolest dad in the world at that moment. I should mention at this point, Wendy was putting Reese (7 months old) to bed.

LET’S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!! I pumped the smoke out and hit the strobe light. The kids were going crazy, jumping and screaming, dancing and bouncing. It was pure party excitement.

Then, after a few minutes of this, I notice Jared (5 years old) running for the light switch. This being his first experience with a strobe light, he didn’t realize the magic of it – at one moment the wall is 3 feet away, the next moment the wall is plastered against your face – and you don’t even see it coming! BANG! He nailed the wall hard, dropped to the ground screaming while holding his face. Rowan, already a little on edge before Jared’s collision with the wall, heard the loud bang and ran for the door like a gazelle. BAM!!! Lesson learned by Rowan - at one moment the door is 3 feet away, the next moment the door is plastered against your face – and you don’t even see it coming! Now, Jared AND Rowan are on the ground screaming while holding their faces. I was also on the ground screaming…in laughter. I was laughing HARD. (Now, imagine what Wendy was thinking. She heard two loud bangs followed by intense crying and laughter).

Party at our house ANYDAY – ANYTIME!

Monday, September 10, 2007

Don't Step On the Ducks

Got this from a buddy:

Three women die together in an accident and go to heaven. When they get there, St. Peter says, "We only have one rule here in heaven. Don't step on the ducks." So they enter heaven, and sure enough, there are ducks all over the place. It is almost impossible not to step on a duck, and although they try their best to avoid them, the first woman accidentally steps on one. Along comes St. Peter with the ugliest man she ever saw. St. Peter chains them together and says, "Your punishment for stepping on a duck is to spend eternity with this ugly man!"

The next day, the second woman accidentally steps on a duck, and along comes St. Peter, who doesn't miss a thing, and with him is another extremely ugly man. He chains them together with the same punishment as the first woman.

The third woman has observed all this and, not wanting to be chained for all eternity to an ugly man, is very, VERY careful where she steps. She manages to go months without stepping on any ducks, but one day St.Peter comes up to her with the most handsome man she has ever laid eyes on... very tall, tan, muscular, and with good hair. St. Peter chains them together without saying a word. The woman remarks, "I wonder what I did to deserve being with you for all of eternity?" And the guy says, "Well, I don't know what you did, but I stepped on a duck.

People Watching at the Phoenix Airport

Last week, I had a meeting in Phoenix. While at the airport, waiting for my return flight, I decided to put my book down--I just watched the people around me. Here is what I saw (photos taken with my camera phone, but much funnier in person):
2nd Runner Up:
(Notice the high water pants)
1st Runner Up:
Notice the arms resting on his gut for his reading convenience.
Grand Champion:
No, I am not kidding. He was really wearing those shorts with the wife beater! To make it even better, he has that perm-style hairdo. He watched way too much Three's Company!

Saturday, August 18, 2007

New Photos

I just added some photos from the Burnham family reunion. Check 'em out.

Friday, August 17, 2007

Equations of Life

EQUATIONS
Smart man + smart woman = romance
Smart man + dumb woman = affair
Dumb man + smart woman = marriage
Dumb man + dumb woman = pregnancy

SHOPPING MATH
A man will pay $20 for a $10 item he needs.
A woman will pay $10 for a $20 item that she doesn't need.

GENERAL EQUATIONS & STATISTICS
A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.
A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.
A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.
A successful woman is one who can find such a man.

HAPPINESS
To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little.
To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all.

LONGEVITY
Married men live longer than single men do, but married men are a lot more willing to die.

PROPENSITY TO CHANGE
A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't.
A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, and she does.

DISCUSSION TECHNIQUE
A woman has the last word in any argument.
Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.

HOW TO STOP PEOPLE FROM BUGGING YOU ABOUT GETTING MARRIED
Old aunts used to come up to me at weddings, poking me in the ribs and cackling, telling me, "You're next."
They stopped after I started doing the same thing to them at funerals.

Key Search

I am big on keeping things in the same place as to avoid looking for them ALL THE TIME. For example, I always keep my wallet and keys together, and they are almost always in one of two places - downstairs on our car key rack or upstairs in my closet next to the valet my Grandpa made.

A quick side note: I would put them INSIDE the valet, but Jared, upon seeing that I keep loose change in one of the compartments, decided to empty his entire piggy bank into my valet. So, now my entire valet is full of coins. He said he doesn’t need the money so I can have it.

I have also designated certain pockets for certain items. My left pocket is for my cell phone and my right pocket is for my wallet and keys. I just like to have as much routine as possible and it works for me – That is, until my kids get involved. Then, who knows where my stuff ends up??

Well, this morning, I was heading out the door for work, and I couldn’t find my keys. I knew they weren’t upstairs, because I had just been up there. I checked the key rack and they weren’t there either. I checked my right pocket – no keys. Wendy was still upstairs, so I asked her if my keys were up there. Nope. So, Wendy, Jared, Reese (she had no choice as Wendy was holding her), and I spent about 5 minutes trying to figure out where my keys were, all the while accusing Rowan (he was upstairs watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and didn’t care one bit about my keys). We looked everywhere and could not find them.

Then, I decided to start the search over. I checked my right pocket, no keys. Then, I haphazardly checked my left pocket, all the while wondering why I was even wasting my time with the left pocket. I never put my keys in the left pocket - ALMOST NEVER. But, now I had to face my family with a dunce cap. We got a pretty good laugh out of it. I’m just glad I didn’t accuse Wendy of misplacing my keys – she would have had a field day!

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Bourne Ultimatum


Last week, Steve and I went to see the new Bourne flick, Bourne Ultimatum. Personally, there just aren’t that many movies that I get excited about. I have come to the point where I don’t even like to go to the theatre to see movies. I prefer to watch them at home – It is much more comfortable to fall asleep on our Luv Sac as opposed to the theatre seats.

But, I knew there would be no need for a Luv Sac with Jason Bourne…Wait, that doesn’t sound right…Actually, it kind of does. I have a huge MAN CRUSH on Jason Bourne. In fact, I want to be Jason Bourne so badly, I have almost convinced myself that, with a tiny bit of training, I CAN BE Jason Bourne (except for the ability to speak every language known to man and pygmy).


At the conclusion of the movie, while Steve and I were walking out, surrounded by all sorts of potential “perps,” I whispered to Steve, “Just think, these people have no idea who I am. They don’t realize that they just watched a movie about my life.” Steve, possessing very similar DNA as myself, felt the same way. So, no doubt, he noticed the same thing I did as we were leaving the theatre. Just outside the door, a suspicious looking Asian man (okay, maybe a boy), had his cell phone pointing directly at me. Knowing that a photo of my location could easily be passed on to the NSA and CIA, I swiftly grabbed the phone from the agent’s hand, smashed the phone, removed the SIM card, then knocked him out with a round house kick to the chin (in the spirit of full disclosure, this all happened in my mind only). I didn’t want to kill him, because he was just following orders. It’s not his fault his superiors are corrupted by greed and want of power.

I know this all sounds silly right now, but once you see the movie it will all make perfect sense. You too will walk out of the theatre as a sophisticated, highly trained, government assassin.

Check out this trailer--

Thursday, August 9, 2007

Talented Guitarist

Phone Hiding

I am sure, at one time or another, you have done it – PHONE HIDING. And, if you haven’t, you will after reading this.

By “phone hiding,” I do not mean the kind of joke that I played on one of my bosses. That was pretty funny, though. My former boss thought it was so funny to steal and hided cell phones. When someone would lay their cell phone, he would take it, hide it, and get a kick while the owner would spend hours looking for it. In fact, I wonder how much I spent looking for my phone. Anyhow, one day, during a week of major corporate meetings (they flew in all the managers from across the country), I decided to get him back. During a 15 minute break, I took his phone and hid it in the ceiling above the ceiling tiles. Then, when the meeting resumed, I constantly called his phone. It rang and rang until he finally realized it was his phone. So, in the middle of someone’s presentation, he had to climb on the table, removed several ceiling tiles, and search for his phone. He was pretty embarrassed, and I felt super satisfied.

Now, back to the other kind of “phone hiding” – It is super useful at times. I have used it many times to avoid unwanted conversations. For example, if I am sitting in my office and I notice one of my “special” employees heading my way, I can quickly pick up my cell phone and begin talking as though I were having a real conversation. When the employee gets to my office, I just give my “this will be awhile” signal, and voila, they disappear, usually to solve the issue on their own.

Or, say you and another person get stuck listening to another person’s super boring (insert, “annoying,” “embarrassing,” “dumb,” “illogical,” etc.) story. When you realize you would rather be stuck in a hot car, on a Phoenix summer, with the windows rolled up, and the ignition off, you simple reach into your pocket, grab your phone, put it to your ear, and say one magical word, “HELLO.” Then, you just walk away – and make sure you do it with confidence, like you just got a call from someone super important. Also, make sure you do it before your equally suffering counterpart does, because if they have been orientated on phone hiding (aka “hiding behind the phone”), they may get the jump on you.

You may be asking yourself, “But, what if I get stuck in that scenario, but I don’t have my phone with me?” Great question! I have been in this situation many times, and I have a solution. Use your hand! That’s right - YOUR HAND. This is ONLY for advanced phone hiders and here’s how it works. Just turn one ear towards the storyteller, then put your hand up to the other ear, duck your head while tilting it towards your fake phone, and say “HELLO.” Then, walk away with the same confidence you have when you actually have a phone. I have even used my wallet at times.

I hope this helps in times of unwanted conversation and unwanted potential conversation.

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Bad Blogger

It has been forever since my last REAL posting. I have to get back into the swing of things with my blogging. I don't have too much to blog about right now, but I can give a quick rundown on some things I have been thinking.

1. As my calling, I work with the deacons. The whole scouting thing comes along with that territory. I am not sure how I feel about it. Having never been a big scouter, but seeing others awarded their eagle, I am not sure what true value it adds. What do you think?

2. There is a new movie coming out about the Mountain Meadow Massacre. It is a major motion picture starring Jon Voigt (sp). From what I have read, it paints a pretty ugly picture of the event and even implicates Brigham Young in the decision to kill the immigrants. Are you planning to see it?

3. I am currently reading in Helaman ch. 10 and 11. Read about the issues Nephi addresses WITHIN the church! Then ask yourself how you can avoid being a disappointing follower of the Savior.

4. I want to get into photography (no Dad, not pornography, that is still off limits, so don't tell mom that I said it is okay for you to try it). I think it would be cool.

5. I just bought a road bike so I can train for a triathlon. I know that sounds crazy, but I really want to do it. Yesterday I took a short ride (5 miles) and it was a ton of fun. Those hills that don't look steep sure do FEEL steep on a bike! Have any of you ever wanted to do a triathlon?

6. My youngest brother Steve is getting ready to enter law school. I am excited for him and am curious to hear about what he learns. He is going to be attending Texas Tech and my hope is he will move to Dallas when he graduates. We would love to have he and Marissa here with us.

That's about it for now.

Here is a poem I wrote for your reading pleasure:

Scabs

You will find them on their knees.
As boys grow they fall,
Constantly running and jumping,
Playing in life’s playground
Without a care in the world
In front of them
Lies manhood
Waiting to teach them
Of life’s other playground
Constantly running and jumping
As men grow they fall,
Leaving scabs on their souls.
You will find them on their knees.

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Monday, June 18, 2007

Am I My Brother's Keeper?

Just a quick story from our family reunion here in Sundance.

Background:

While at home, Jared (5) and Rowan (3) share bunk beds. Occassionally, Rowan will wake up crying in the middle of the night due to a nightmare about bugs or bees. Usually, the crying awakes Jared, and we can hear Jared, from the top bunk, saying, "I'm right here Rowan. I'm up here. It's okay, Rowey." And from time to time, Jared will climb into Rowan's bed and sleep with him in order to help him go back to sleep.

Quick Story:

Here at the family reunion, me, Wendy, and the kids are all sharing a bedroom. The boys are in bunk beds and Reese is in a crib. Well, last night Jared woke up at about 3:30 am with a nightmare. He was crying and calling for "mommy and daddy." To make things worse for him, he didn't know where he was. Then, before Wendy and I could respond, we heard Rowan say, "Jawed, I wight here Jawed. Jawed cwying. Jawed, isss okay, I wight here."

We thought it was pretty cute and it was neat to see and hear.

Saturday, June 16, 2007

Straight Road Trippin' - Day 3 (Read Days 1 & 2 first)

The Arches National Park was awesome! I wish we could have spent more time there, but the boys were losing interest, and I didn't want to turn it into a miserable experience for them. They were having fun, but I could feel the tide turning. So, we distracted them with a snack and hit the road for American Fork.

Here are the photos from the Arches:








After a few hours we made it to American Fork. We arrived at Wendy's parent's home, and for your loyal "Circles" readers, Joyce's master bathroom light was left on -- during the day -- nobody home -- just draining away the money with each kilowatt hour. By the way, Harold lives in Canada, so I know it wasn't he that left the light on.

Straight Road Trippin' - Day 2



We headed out this morning with Moab on our minds. But, before that we had "The Land of Enchantment" to deal with. I'm sure the "enchantment" is somewhere out there, but we didn't see it. New Mexico is quite boring. We ate lunch in Albuquerque, then headed for Gallup.


Halfway between Albuquerque and Gallup we stopped in a little town called Grants. Here we paid a visit to the New Mexico Mining Museum. They had a simulated underground uranium

mine. It was interesting and the boys had a blast.

Our drive between Gallup and Cortez, CO was a bit frustrating. Most of the time we were on a Navajo Indian reservation. I can't tell you how many times I got stuck behind an almost broken down 1981 Ford pickup with a 50 something year old Indian behind the wheel. Without fail each Indian was driving 45 mph in a 65 mph on a two lane road. I also thought it was ironic that everyone of the Indians was wearing a cowboy hat.

Today's music:

Jack Johnson
Dave Matthews Band
Kenneth Cope
Rascal Flatts

The drive from Cortez to Moab was a pretty one and I was excited to get to there. It was my first time there and I had always wanted to go. We had dinner at Buck's Grill House and it was super good. It is a pretty nice restaurant and the food was awesome. Wendy had the Buffalo Meat Loaf and I had Chicken Diablo. I recommend it.


Tomorrow we will hit the Arches National Park then head for American Fork.

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Straight Road Trippin' - Day 1

We weren't even out of our neighborhood when Jared asked, for the first time, "Are we out of Texas yet?" Literally, five minutes later he asked again - and he didn't stop asking until we reached the border of New Mexico.

Now, we are in our hotel room in Tucumcari, New Mexico. Much like Afton, Wyoming, everyone here seems to wear plaid, boots, and tight jeans.

The road trip has been enjoyable. We have sufficient snacks for a family of 12 and I suppose they will last through half the day tomorrow.

We have:

2 cans of fat free Pringles
Bananas
Apples
Wheat tortillas
Shredded chicken w/ Honey Chipotle BBQ Sauce
Granola bars
Chex Mix
Fat free blueberry muffins
Go Lean cereal
Bag of mixed candy
Bottled water
Crystal light powder pouches
Propel powder pouches
Several packs of Trident apple/raspberry and strawberry lime gum
Rold Gold cheddar pretzels
Pistachios
Trail Mix
Nilla Wafers, the mini Shrek kind
Fruit snacks (Costco size)
And whatever else I couldn't think of

Here is a list of the music we listened to:

Backyardigans
Sugarland
Mormon Tabernacle Choir - Showtime
I Will Follow Him in Faith (Kid's CD)
Joseph: A Nashville Tribute
The Best of Simon & Garfunkel

Our first stop was the McDonald's in Vernon, TX. The boys had happy meals and Wendy and I had some of our chicken with the wheat tortillas.

230 "Are we out of Texas yets?" later, we stopped in Clarendon. There was an old museum that I wanted to see. It was closed, but we still got to see this old jail house. I can't imagine having to spend the day in this jail cell during the summer. It was 92 degrees and humid. It would have been brutal in that cell.

There was also and old bunk house and an old hospital. It was a neat little town.

We then picked up our handcarts and put our shoulders to the wheel - ummm... well, we got into our air conditioned SUV with leather upholstery, navigation, 6 disc changer, and DVD player. And don't forget about the year supply of snacks. But, we do like to think of our pioneer ancestors as we make these road trips. In fact, as Wendy was sinking her teeth into one of the blueberry muffins, she said, "Think of how grateful the Martin Handcart Company would have been for this muffin." I thought, "They would have been more grateful if it wasn't fat free!"

Next stop, and 260 "Are we out of Texas yets?" later (notice how the frequency has decreased? That is because I threatened his life if I heard him ask that question again. Occasionally, I would hear him whisper the question to Wendy, who is in the back seat. I pretended like I didn't hear him because I love him too much to kill him, but I didn't want him to think I wouldn't do what I said I would do. Plus, I didn't want to stop the car.) we noticed a sign for a Quarter Horse museum in Amarillo. We made the stop and it was well worth it. It is less than a week old, and they definitely sunk some money into the architecture. It was neat and we all enjoyed it. We arrived about 20 minutes before closing time, so we weren't able to see the film on the history of the quarter horse. As nerdy as it sounds, I wish I could have watched that.

Finally, we made it to Tucumcari, home of the Mesalands Community College Dinosaur Museum. We enjoyed the museum and the boys had a blast. They were excited to see the T-Rex skeleton. There also had a lot of fun digging for dinosaur bones.

We finally made it to our hotel. I had reservations at the Holiday Inn Express - you know, the hotel where "smart" people stay. Well, it turns out their swimming pool was out of service. But, the desk attendant said, "We have a deal with the Hampton Inn. If you are staying here, you can use their pool for free!" To which I asked, "Okay, where is the Hampton Inn?" To which she replied, "About 3 miles down the interstate." To which I said, "Well, why don't I just stay there then?" To which she said, while shrugging here shoulders, "I don't know."

3 miles and one canceled reservation later we were at the Hampton Inn. We took our stuff up to the room then headed for the nearest source of food - DENNEY'S. Only one time prior had I dined at Denney's. My experience was not great, but I thought I would give them another chance. Big mistake! To make a long story short, as soon as our waitress took our order moved away from our table, I put a $100 bill on the table and told Wendy, "I will leave that there as her tip if our order comes out without a mistake." Her tip was $4 and were the bet reciprocal, I would have had at least $500 in my pocket for each mistake she made.

After dinner, we took the kids swimming. It was fun, and we were all able to get rid of the "cooped up" feeling.

Finally, bedtime. The beds were nice and comfortable and we all slept pretty well - IN THE SAME BED! Both boys migrated to our QUEEN SIZED bed. I finally jumped into their bed and not long after Jared was with me. When I asked him why he switched beds through the night, he said, "I didn't want you to be lonely."

Day 2 up next...

Sunday, June 10, 2007

The Mormon Way of Doing Business

In the book The Mormon Way of Doing Business, Jeff Benedict outlines the lives of a few select LDS business leaders. The men he selected are, or were, running some of the nation's largest and most profitable companies - companies like American Express, Dell, Deloitte, Madison Square Garden Corporation, and Jet Blue. He also profiled Kim Clark, former dean of Harvard Business School (he is now President of BYU-Idaho and a member of the Seventy). In each case, these men serve as examples of how a business person should strive to conduct business, both in the office and away from the office. While the book itself wasn't written as well as it could have been, there are several pieces of great information about the lives of these men and their families. I feel many of the insights are worth sharing, so I will post a few of them over time.

The first insight I would like to share comes from chapter 4, "Guarding Your Habits."

I have just returned from a business trip in Las Vegas. I have to admit, I don't like going to Las Vegas in general.

ME CLIMBING ONTO A SOAPBOX---

At the risk of sounding prude, I just feel that there are too many outlets for addictive vices. This leads to a lot of immorality and acceptance of evil behavior. Of course, this is the "brand" Vegas wishes to have and has perpetuated through its ad campaigns, "What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas." That is certainly a message from the Adversary and it encourages individuals to make the sort of decisions that breed regret, sorrow, and depression.

ME CLIMBING OFF THE SOAPBOX---

In chapter 4, there is a section on "Alcohol." It points to the fact that each of the men in the book have abstained from alcohol consumption. It may not seem like that big of a deal to many of us, but in the business world, when a person does not drink, it can bring a lot of attention to that person. Most business people drink socially, if not more. It is assumed that there will be drinking when there are after-hours business meetings, conventions, parties, and dinners.

Here is an excerpt that will illustrate:

"At the early stages of their business careers, the practice of avoiding alcohol produced some awkward moments for some of them. Jim Quigley [CEO of Deloitte] was just 26 when he left Salt Lake City to begin working at Deloitte's Manhattan office. Shortly after relocating to the New York area he attended his first company holiday party at the prestigious Greenwhich Country Club. He soon discovered he was about the only person in the room without an alcoholic drink in his hand. As the newcomer, Quigley wanted desperately to fit in and make a good impression. 'It was a defining moment for me as a very young man in my business career,' said Quigley. As the party wore on, he observed that the substance of the cocktail conversation began to deteriorate as alcohol consumption increased. A few individuals ended up revealing things they certainly would not have disclosed had they been sober. 'Some people were very compromised as a product of their drinking,' said Quigley. 'I concluded from that experience that it is not a disadvantage not to drink. Instead, it is a big advantage.'

The advantages are subtle, but real. 'First you avoid ending up in situations where your judgment is compromised,' said Quigley. 'Second, you are less likely to say and do things that may embarrass yourself or your company. You may not be as entertaining or funny. But there's a real upside to enjoying social interaction without alcohol assistance.'"


I was a witness to this type of occurrence yesterday. I was with a few people and their wives as the men drank until they were drunk. Once they were drunk, they were saying things that were completely inappropriate and compromising. A couple of the wives became upset at their husband's actions towards other women, and rightfully so. Also, one person began sharing information about business that he normally would not have shared. And, it wasn't just the information he was sharing, but the way he was sharing it, that indicated his true feelings about several situations. All in all, I was uncomfortable due to the level of intoxication and belligerence.

Also, I heard others talking about their previous night, and I was embarrassed for them, although laughing, at what I heard. One guy, in his 40's, was passed out on a slot machine and security had to call his wife to come get him. Another guy bought taxi cabs for 12 women in order to meet them at a dance club. Then, while at the dance club, he bought them all several drinks. He is a married man with children. Not to mention, he paid using his company's money, which is supposed to be used for "business" purposes.

I appreciate the examples of the men in this book. Not necessarily because they are following the gospel plan, but because they are following the gospel plan while excelling at the highest levels of business. It is great to know that there are at least a few great men running America's successful companies while raising great families and serving in time consuming church callings.

Friday, June 8, 2007

TPC at the Canyons


Today I went golfing with some business contacts. We played at the TPC Canyons course. It is a PGA level course (a course where professionals play) with lots of hazards and tough greens. The fairways were so nice, it was like walking on grassy sponges.

Here's how my day of golf started.

I began the day dressed in jeans, a button up shirt, a sports jacket, and dress shoes. I went downstairs and got a smoothie for breakfast. I then headed over to the Las Vegas convention center for a convention. At this point, it was about 10 am.

Our tee time was set for 1:30, so I had plenty of time to walk the convention and meet with different business contacts. After an hour of doing that, I met with the guys with whom I would be golfing. I come to find out that they wanted to head for the course at about 11:30. This didn't leave me anytime to get back to my room.

So, we headed off for a 5 star course and I was dressed in business casual attire. When we got to the pro shop, I had to improvise. I bought a pair of black Adidas golf shorts ($60) that I will most likely never wear again, a pair of black socks ($7), and I was able to borrow a white golf shirt from one of the guys in my golfing group. So, on the first tee box, I was wearing brown dress shoes with black socks, black shorts, and a white shirt.

And, that ensemble pretty much symbolized the way I played. But, it was a lot of fun, and the weather was perfect. Our round of golf ended up being a round of "heckle" golf. We distracted each other as much as possible, including hitting chunks of grass at the person during their back swing. At times, we were laughing so hard, we couldn't swing the club. One person made a comment about my shoes, saying, "I like how you came to this course in your Mister Rogers shoes." I was laughing for awhile from that one.

(The first photo is the par 3 2nd hole. Thank goodness I hit the green. No room for error. The 2nd photo is the par 4 14th hole. You have to hit over that huge gorge, and the fairway lines the gorge. I played it semi safe and avoided the gorge.)

Blue Man Group


Last night, I took some potential clients to see the Blue Man Group. It was at the Venetian in Las Vegas.

Two words: Pure Creativity

Not only is the percussion on PVC pipes impressive, the special effects are incredible. Then, at one point towards the end of the show, there were so many rolls of crepe paper flying around the audience, even Ted Nugent would have been asking himself about the number of trees in question. The paper rolls were all connected to the back of the auditorium. A group of ushers then started pulling the paper and handed it to the last row. Then, everyone passed the paper forward until it reached the front row. I was totally covered with moving paper for at least 5 minutes. It was actually a lot of fun and I was laughing pretty hard.

The lighting, which included strobe lights, was super cool. The special effects were super creative and very entertaining.

The Blue Men (there are 3 of them) actually never say a word, nor do they make any noises with their mouths. In fact, they hardly even change expression. Yet, they are super funny without saying a word.

If you ever have a chance to see the Blue Man Group, I recommend it.

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

National Geographic

(This posting was actually started on May 22nd. I just forgot about it until now.)

I have been through Yellowstone National Park a number of times, and one of the images that stays with me to this day involves buffalo. As a family, we were making our way through the park in our car. I was about 14 years old at the time. At one point, up ahead, we saw a few cars pulled over. All the kids bustled knowing that we were about to see something close to the road. Of course, we hoped it would be a bear, or even a moose. But, to no great surprise, it was a small herd of buffalo. After the collective sigh, we noticed something weird was happening. There was a guy holding a 2 year old girl - AND HE WAS WALKING TOWARDS A BUFFALO! This particular buffalo was on the ground, yet not on his side, so his back was in the air. Well, this "father of the year" walks right up to the buffalo and sits his daughter on its back. He then steps back, pulls out his camera and shoots a few shots! Luckily, the buffalo realized how stupid he was and didn't take it out on the little girl (now days that would be on YouTube and this guy would be in a whole lot of trouble).

A little later on that same trip, we approached another herd of buffalo. This time, there was another guy taunting them. It wasn't long before he was charged. Lucky for him, there was a tree nearby which provided a barrier. I can still see his smiling face as he played peek-a-boo with a buffalo.

That takes me to a conversation I had with Jared, my 5 year old son. We were watching National Geographic one Saturday morning, and it was one of those programs that tries to determine how and why someone died at the paw/horn/antler/claw/hoof/teeth of some animal. In this particular case, they were investigating attacks by a water buffalo. Jared and I watched as they explained the first incident. Evidently, a few hunters were standing around talking when all of a sudden a buffalo came out of nowhere to kill one of the men. They then moved on to a second incident in the same area. Only this time, a female hunter was charged and badly injured.

Having never hunted big game, I was wondering what kind of moron would put themselves in such a position. I would later come to find that I wasn't the only one thinking this way.

During a commercial, I went upstairs to see what was happening up there with the rest of the family. I was up there for just a bit, when I heard Jared yell, "DAD, DAD, DAD! Hurry, come here. You have to see this!!" I came downstairs and his eyes were the size of saucers - Bending over at the waist, with his arms out wide, he yelled, "ANOTHER GUY GOT KILLED BY A WATER BUFFALO!!" I responded, "That's crazy!" To which he said, "See Dad, that's why we should just leave the animals alone."

I don't suppose he'll want to go hunting anytime soon.


Donny Osmond's Dream Come True

Watch Out LeBron James!

Man, Lebron James is coming on strong! He is proving to be a great clutch player and a great leader. I like his poise on and off the court. Plus, he has the best commercials out there. He still has some work to do on his 18 - 23 foot jumper, but he seems to hit it when they need it.

Speaking of shooting, about a year and a half ago I taught Jared the proper way to shoot a basketball. Being so young, he picked it up quickly. I want all my kids to have a strong understanding of the result of hard work and practice. Not just in sports, but in school, music, and spiritual matters.

Since my kids are so young, I feel it is important to start this lesson of skill development in a fun way. So, instead of just goofing around while playing basketball, we have shooting sessions. We keep track of Jared's shot attempts and his made shots. I then thought it would be fun to make a chart. This way he can watch his progress. He has something he can see and get excited about. He is a competitive person, so it is fun for him to see the charts.

So, everyday, we go out in the driveway and shoot 5o shots. I keep track of his stats and we do it in bunches of 10. He is shooting with a junior sized ball (just a tidbit smaller than a women's ball. It's not a mini ball.), and the basket is set a 8 1/2 feet. He is usually shooting from within 7 feet.

Here is a look at this week so far:








Just click on the chart to make it bigger. Jared chose the colors.

More to come.