"Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit..."

*** Toned-Down on September 4, 2008 ***


Undoubtedly by publishing this I'm just opening up a can of worms, however, this is my soap box to the world, so I feel it necessary to vent.

My roommate Thad invented this game called "Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit". In a devious act to back up the claims made in his game, he then wrote a wikipedia page about it, so that he could say he didn't invent it. In a stroke of pure genius he changed some of the rules on the wiki page from his own rules, so it appears that he plays a variation of the "original" version.

The basic idea is that if you can convey the phrase "Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit..." to a person on the first day of the month before they have a chance to say it to you, you have successfully stolen their luck for the month.

You may be surprised to hear that Thad doing this to me doesn't annoy me...although I'm sure you won't be to learn that something else does!! "Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit" is one of the bizarre little Thadisms that I've come to know in my tenure as one of his roommates. When he does it to me, it's almost endearing, 'cuz he's such a strange little fellow from time to time. When other people do it to me, however, it kind of makes me want to KILL PEOPLE.

When Thad 'Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit's me I think, "GAH!! He got me again!!" When other people do it to me I think, "This isn't my game!! What's wrong with you? You're supposed to get Thad!". When Thad gets me, I don't try to get my other roommates who aren't around...I warn them and advise them to get Thad before he can get them.

To be honest, what annoys me isn't the game or that others are using this Thadism against me...it's that they think that they "got me", that they somehow beat me to the punch and out-smarted me. The truth of the matter is that I couldn't care LESS about getting them. The only person I care to 'get' is the originator Thad

Now I'm sure I just offended several people, because several people did it to me this month whom I KNOW read my blog now and then...although ALL of them got me HOURS after Thad did, I might add, at which point I could have text messaged all of them and got them WAY before they "got me", but I don't WANT to get them!! GAAHHHHH!!!!!

Okay. I've said my peace. I'm sure that several readers of this will, out of spite, "Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit" me next month. And once again I'll be incredibly annoyed and be forced to verbally abuse them to myself.

Let's Talk Radio

I love talk radio. No wait, I hate talk radio. Okay...I kinda love to hate talk radio.

Traditionally my car radio has 3 stations programmed into it: x96.3fm KXRK "Live, Local, Alternative", Arrow 103.5fm KRSP "Utah's Classic Hits", & 94.1fm KODJ "Good Times, Great Oldies". This gives me the mix of "Radio From Hell with Kerry, Bill, & Gina" in the mornings, then alternative rock and Beatles when I need it during the rest of the day. I also try to keep the local NPR (National Public Radio) station close at hand to listen to "Wait, Wait Don't Tell Me" and "Car Talk" on the weekends, as well as "All Things Considered" in the evenings sometimes.

Recently, however, after my morning drive to work (during which I still listen to Kerry, Bill, & Gina), I've been changing the station to KVNU 610am Talk Radio. Notably this station plays "Rush Limbaugh", "Dr. Laura", "KVNU: For The People", "Sean Hannity", and "Coast to Coast Live". Luckily I don't listen to the radio much, because I don't think I could stand any of the people on these programs, but in moderation I'm actually quite entertained.


"Rush Limbaugh" - Super obnoxious, and yet if I'm just running an errand and his program's on, I usually listen. He's actually pretty funny.


"Dr. Laura" - HATE HER. Hate her stupid callers. This is how the program works: 1)Someone calls up and tells Dr. Laura how wonderful she is and how grateful they are to be speaking with her, 2) They tell Dr. Laura their problem, 3) Dr. Laura tells them they're an idiot, 4) the caller gets all quiet and sortof offended, 5) Dr. Laura says something like "I'm sorry, but..." then calls them an idiot again, 6) the caller thanks Dr. Laura for her "help". EVERY SINGLE CALL GOES LIKE THIS!!! ...And yet, I can't help but listen to the show and yell at all of them for being morons as though they could hear me.


"KVNU: For The People" - Two under-informed guys from Logan rant about stuff they don't understand. Occasionally they make good points, but more often than not they read a headline from the newspaper and jump to conclusions. I couldn't stand these guys if I had to listen to them for more than the 5 minutes it takes for me to drive home from work.


"Sean Hannity" - I try not to listen to him. Ever. All the obnoxiousness from Rush but with none of the humor. When this comes on I usually check NPR.


"Coast to Coast Live" - The best radio program EVER. Unfortunately this program is on way late at night, so I usually only hear it when I'm driving to or from Logan at night. Have you ever listened to it? If you enjoy listening to the rantings of crazy people, this is the show for you!! The show is done very professionally and unbiased, which is quit amazing considering the topics they cover. My personal favorite show was when they had a guy on talking about how mankind was created by aliens to mine gold for them, but then we revolted, and most things in the bible are actually events having to do with these aliens (the Tower of Bable, for example, which was actually a launching pad for inter-planetary space ships). Other good episodes have dealt with hauntings, Men In Black, Mothman sightings, and how robots will one day become self aware and wipe out humankind. The show's completely ridiculous, and I love it. Whenever I need to drive long distances, I try to do it late at night so I can listen to "Coast To Coast Live" while I'm on the road.


So Talk Radio...love it? Hate it? ...thoughts?

What a croc...

Being an avid fan of the Olympic Games, I've spent considerable time the last few days watching various coverage of the Olympics in Beijing.

The best moment so far: The men's 4x100m freestyle swimming relay!! Holy cow!!! If you missed it, I'm so sorry!! If you saw it and didn't jump up screaming as it finished, you're probably a terrible person. It was incredible!! I saw a replay of it this morning on the Today Show and got goose bumps all over again...so amazing!

The worst moment so far: The commercials! What is wrong with advertisers these days?!? Okay so there are a couple of good ones, but so many of them are SO awful!!

This blog isn't so much about a bad commercial, but about a bad product for which I don't ever recall having seen a commercial until this weekend: Crocs.

Why, people?! WHY?!? Alright, calling them a "bad product" may be harsh. I mean, I don't consider fishing waders a bad product, but they shouldn't ever be worn, say, to the mall. That's the problem with crocs. People think it's okay to wear them outside the privacy of their homes. WHY are people wearing them outside the privacy of their homes!?!? WHYYYY?!?!?!

An actual (as close as I can remember the exact words) conversation I had a few years back with a friend about her crocs...

Jinx: "Why would you wear them out in public? They're SO goofy-looking!"
Friend: "I know, but they're so comfortable!"
Jinx: "Yeah, but slippers are 'so comfortable'...do you wear your slippers out in public?"
Friend: "No."
Jinx: "Why not?"
Friend: "Cuz it would look weird."
Jinx: "!"

Now I'm no slave of fashion! Believe you me!! I've never owned a designer anything in my life. But c'mon! When people like ME are able to point out a shoe fashion faux-pa, it's SERIOUSLY time to consider a change in footwear.

Please, wear them around the house, in the garden, even to the beach...I could see that. But people, please. They're not "cute". They're bad. So very, very bad.

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Summer Snowboarding

This dream was really quite long, but all I remember is the ending of it...

*** Dreamt June 30 - July 1, 2008 ***

Whatever the other events in the dream were, they culminated in there being a snowboard competition that was being put-on by the University. My favorite teacher in the Computer Science Department - Dean Mathias - was doing some of the officiating, and was in charge of the event to some extent (other teachers had to keep asking him questions about what was going on and about rules and stuff).

The competition was more or less a "Best Trick" competition, except that you actually got to do several tricks on a single run. The competition was being held right outside old main where this HUGE ramp (which was FAR to big to actually fit in the QUAD in real life) had been constructed. The apparatus was made of wood and was enormously tall on each of the two sides with a huge dip in the middle that had several jumps made out of snow in it. People would start at the top and snowboard down, gaining speed until they hit a jump, at which point they'd throw some huge trick, then land and prepare for another huge jump, then eventually they'd start to slope up and they'd end up at the top of the other side (obviously friction was not a factor here).

I did my run and apparently did quite well (I don't actually remember my run) because Dean was congratulating me...it was at this point in the dream that Dean no longer looked like Dean, but instead looked like Ben Linus from Lost; this wasn't frightening or upsetting in anyway in my dream, because it was just Dean, but in retrospect it was definately Ben playing the part of Dean.

Anyway, right about then my friend Alisha Geary showed up!! We were all really relieved because we hadn't been sure if she was going to show up in time to complete, but she made it in the nick of time. As her run began, the camera angle of my dream changed to an overhead view of Alisha, so I could see her run really well, and it was INCREDIBLE!! She only hit one jump, but as she went off it she threw her head back to begin the rotation for a double backflip, she made it through the first but in the second she lost her momentum and kindof got stuck upside down. Then, defying all physics, she tucked her head and reversed the direction of her flip mid-air so she came back around and landed it cleanly. The crowd was going crazy!!

She came over to me and I said, "Holy cow, Alisha, that was awesome! I didn't think you were going to be able to recover from the second flip, but then you somehow got the board back underneath you!!" She looked just a little miffed, but still happy. Apparently my lack of confidence in her being able to pull out the second flip was the wrong thing to have told her. We went over to Ben-Dean and the other judges to see how they were going to rank her, but they decided that since she was school faculty that she couldn't rightfully be in the competition. They then decided instead to instate her as a judge to represent the city of West Point (my home town).

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A Whacked Dream

*** Dreamt June 15-16, 2008 ***

I was at this REALLY tiny shack that was located near the field behind my grandparents house. Inside the shack everything was black, white, and gray. The interior consisted of a small bedroom with a rather large, comfy-looking, white bed in it that pretty much filled the entire room, and a hall that had a closet at one end and a swinging door that led to a kitchen at the other. This was being used as the set of "Fear Tactics"....which was knock off of "Scare Tactics" (For those unaware, "Scare Tactics" was his terribly evil show on the Sci-Fi Channel where they would just scare the crap out of the people....think of "TV's Bloopers & Practical Jokes", but instead of funny pranks, they would make the target of the gag think he/she was witnessing an alien landing or a haunting or other freaky stuff....I think the show got sued by several of the people they'd punk'd so they ended up getting pulled off the air). Anyway, I was in the crew of this show, but I wanted to try it out anyway to see how it would feel if I were the victim of the prank.

The prank we were going to pull was the person would walk down the hall towards the kitchen area, then somebody would emerge from the kitchen area wielding a knife and come at them. (Yes, our prank - apparently - was to make the person think they were about to be MURDERED! ...can you smell a law-suit on this one?). So I did it...I walked down the hall, and right as I got to the kitchen door it swung open and there was Johnny Depp with a huge cleaver. I was freaked! I backed away as quickly as I could until I got to the closet at the end of the hall, which I promptly climbed into to hide. Right about then the target of our prank came in the house, but I was now trapped in the closet so they wouldn't see me.

The stunt went down as planned, Johnny Depp came at 'em with a knife, they freaked, we all had a good laugh. When it was over I came out and found the cast and crew all out there. Among them now was actress Helena Bonham Carter...I'm not sure what role she'd played in it, but there she was. As we were discussing the prank we decided this was going to make for a really great episode of the new show "Whacked!!", which was billed as "the ongoing adventures of Sweeney Todd". That's why Helena Bonham Carter was there...we were filming "Whacked"...not "Fear Tactics" at all, it turns out.

I decided to go pay my grandparents a visit since they lived so close, when I got there I found most of my family there watching TV, and right then a commercial for "Whacked!!" came on. I was so excited!! I told them all that I was in the show and that I got killed in the pilot episode. They were all very proud.

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Okay...not the wild & craziest dream I've ever had, but for some reason I haven't been remembering a lot of my dreams lately. This dream is, however, an excellent example of how in dreams things can change at the drop of a hat and it all seems to make perfect sense. We were definitely filming "Fear Tactics" and then all of the sudden it was now "Whacked!!"...which was never explained to me, but I completely knew what "Whacked!!" was.

Tut, tut, it looks like rain...

I get SO annoyed at bad weather. It just sucks the energy right out of me and I want to sit around and be grumpy. I'm especially annoyed at the moment because (per my last post), I'd just gotten into the swing of being more active, and then all of this dreariness started looming over us in Logan. Sure, I could go the gym & be active, but being stuck inside isn't what I want...I want to be outside walking or running. Saturday, Sunday, & Monday I went on the nicest walks around town...no where in particular...just briskly walking around for an hour or so, and it was great. But the last 3 days it keeps being all drizzley and nasty...I hate it.

It's kind of a strange thing how glancing outside has the power to change one's mood so profoundly. Stranger still is when the weather changes quite rapidly on you, and your mood follows. I definitely feel different when it's raining vs when it's sunny...even if I'm indoors. The most striking example of this was when I used to work in a windowless part of the building at SDL...there'd be days where when I got to work and it was cloudy and raining, so I'd be in a "rainy" mood all day, then suddenly I'd pass a window and see that it was now sunny outside, and I could practically feel my mood re-adjusting itself to match the weather. It's like when you go to the movies in the afternoon & you expect it to be night when you walk outside, but when you exit and all that sunlight so unexpectedly hits you, you have to sortof re-adjust your state of mind to be in a day-time mood instead of a night-time mood.

Am I the only one who experiences this? I can't be, right?