So, I was driving home from my branch president's house yesterday and I noticed something unusual. A bunch of cop cars were heading towards this little research hospital near the freeway exit I was trying to get on (yay for crazy traffic.) I looked to see what was going on, and I saw a little red car driving all over the field, and the cops were trying to cut it off. I'm afraid I started laughing somewhat hysterically, I had never seen anything like that before. After a minute I couldn't see where it had got to, so I figured they had got him.
The light turned green and I turned on to the freeway. A minute later, while I was still on the ramp, I looked in the rear-view mirror and saw a red car coming up behind me. I looked again and realized that it was the same car the cops had been chasing. I pulled over to the side of the road so he wouldn't hit me, and watched all the cop cars go speeding by, and then headed off again. Two minutes later, I had to stop because the car had hit another car and had to stop, all the cop cars were crowded together, and they were dragging the guy out and cuffing him. I was stuck there for only about 5 minutes before they let us past, and I was laughing the whole time. Again, somewhat hysterical. So weird, I have never seen anything like that before. Much different here than in Utah/Idaho, that kind of thing apparently happens all the time here.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
Can't we all just get along?
I was looking at the news, and I saw some article about how some rapper helped take down a guy on a place who was trying to open a door and claiming he had a bomb. It was a nice story for once, I thought. Then I get to the comments.
Apparently, some guy had made a comment about what had happened that was slightly incorrect or something, I don't know for sure because by the time I got to it, it had been deleted. But the comments made afterwards were awful! And they just kept going! At the time I write this, there were 1823 comments (for an article posted today!), and while I did not read everyone of them, of course, as I skipped through to get to the last page, since I was curious, (and there were 91 pages altogether), as I skimmed, most of them referred back to this comment the first guy made. And some of them were very hateful! Racial epithets, swearing (although the swear words were bleeped out with "profanity"), attacking the guys culture (which, how do they know for sure what his culture is?), intelligence, even manhood. Since when is this ok? Is it because it is so anonymous? Not cool! Why do we have to attack those we disagree with? Can't we agree to disagree, or at least disagree with decorum?
Apparently, some guy had made a comment about what had happened that was slightly incorrect or something, I don't know for sure because by the time I got to it, it had been deleted. But the comments made afterwards were awful! And they just kept going! At the time I write this, there were 1823 comments (for an article posted today!), and while I did not read everyone of them, of course, as I skipped through to get to the last page, since I was curious, (and there were 91 pages altogether), as I skimmed, most of them referred back to this comment the first guy made. And some of them were very hateful! Racial epithets, swearing (although the swear words were bleeped out with "profanity"), attacking the guys culture (which, how do they know for sure what his culture is?), intelligence, even manhood. Since when is this ok? Is it because it is so anonymous? Not cool! Why do we have to attack those we disagree with? Can't we agree to disagree, or at least disagree with decorum?
Sunday, January 4, 2009
New Years Eve
For New Year's Eve, my single's branch hosted a dance for all the singles in the area. It was fun! The night before, Lizzy, Sara and I went shopping for some new clothes for the dance. We got a skirt that I absolutely adore, and a shirt Lizzy picked out that she loved. It grew on me after awhile, I though it was weird at first.
Sara cracked me up, she kept saying, "Oh the boys will be throwing themselves at you!" everytime we found a new shirt for me to try on. To which I replied, "That is the point of this shopping trip." She didn't quite get that I was being sarcastic. And slightly embarrassed, because she talks loud when she is excited.
Anyway, here are some pictures of me in my outfit with my hair up. Lizzy did the hair, she very much enjoyed herself.
Happy New Year all!
Sara cracked me up, she kept saying, "Oh the boys will be throwing themselves at you!" everytime we found a new shirt for me to try on. To which I replied, "That is the point of this shopping trip." She didn't quite get that I was being sarcastic. And slightly embarrassed, because she talks loud when she is excited.
Anyway, here are some pictures of me in my outfit with my hair up. Lizzy did the hair, she very much enjoyed herself.
Happy New Year all!
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