Greetings to one and all from Sandy, Utah, on another wonderful day - and of all the wonderful days to have, I'm certainly glad that this one is a Tuesday because it has been quite the week in the life of the artist formerly known as A-Town. Where to begin? Where to begin? Anyhoo, topics to be discussed today: Taking a wrong turn, tying the knot, the blog poll results, another movie Review, and when dogs attack... On we go!
The big cliffhanger from last week's Issue was that I had a job interview lined up, was it not? Yes. Yes, it was. The interview was with a company in West Valley City called Send Out Cards. I don't really know what it is they do... probably send out greeting cards or something, I suppose. The interview process seemed simple enough - they wanted me to come in so they could see if I was proficient in Spanish. Piece of cake. They also wanted me to bring in a printed copy of my resume. My interview was at 4:00, so I figured I'd leave sometime around 3:40ish, since WVC is a bit of a drive. As I pulled up my resume and some driving directions and printed them, however, problems started to show up. After waiting for a couple minutes for the pages to be printed, I got a little worried. Print. Print. Still nothing. Finally, something started to print at about 3:45. Paper jam. Massive paper jam. At 3:50, I called the company and told them that I would be a little late. I asked if I could email my resume to them since my printer wasn't working and they agreed. I jotted down the driving directions on an index card and rushed out the door at 3:55. I tried to get there as fast as I could, but good old MapQuest kinda messed me up with that. "Keep right at the fork until W 3500 S," said the instructions. What the instructions failed to mention is that there are multiple forks on I-215. I was heading to roughly 1800 W, so once I got to 1300 E, I figured I should probably flip back around. Because there wasn't an immediate freeway entrance, I hopped onto State Street (definitely not the most gas or time-efficient route) and made my way to West Valley City. To make a long story short (too late), I got to where I was supposed to be and couldn't find the street. Oh yeah - maybe that's because there was road construction and I had to cut through a parking lot to get there... at 4:45. I talked to the receptionist, who asked me to take a seat on the couch while she told the guy I was supposed to interview with that I was there. About two minutes later, some guy came out of another door and told me, "Sorry, man. We just don't have time for you." As a bit of consolation, I guess, I wouldn't have hired myself, either. Last Wednesday made me a believer in Murphy's Law: Anything that can go wrong will go wrong. But then again, I didn't want to drive out there every day for work, anyway.
Praise the Lord, I just got a job interview for 1:00 tomorrow. Hopefully history won't repeat itself.My brother Adam got married last week. This was a first for me in many ways. He was the first child in our family to get married, obviously, so it was kind of a new experience for everybody involved, and it was also my first wedding that I had ever attended. Clearly, I've been to a billion wedding receptions, but this was the first actual ceremony I'd ever been to. It was really a good experience. Adam and Kathryn are very happy together, so there's nothing wrong with that. They're currently somewhere on the east coast having a lovely honeymoon before their second reception in Kathryn's home state of Delaware. I don't know how many times somebody came up to me last week and asked me if I was "next." I kept telling them that if I were to place a bet, I'd put money down on Amy. Maybe even Austin, for that matter. Everyone keeps telling me that money shouldn't be a deciding factor in my marriage. I'm pretty sure they're joking, right?
**QUESTION TIME!!**
Q. "Dear Aaron,
What are you addicted to?"
Just Curious,
- The Junior Mounties
A. Not bean burritos, that's for sure. I don't know why people keep thinking that. (SALUTE!)
Q. "Dear A-Town,
How did those polls go on the blog site?"
Love,
- The Fan Club
A. It's always nice to hear from you guys. And yes, that's right - I had a couple polls going on the blog site last week. Let me go check the results! [*checks http://www.signsofthetimesnewsletter.blogspot.com/*] Poll 1: "What Should Aaron Do Next?" - "Take a picture of everything he does for 24 hours" - three votes, "Take a picture with all of his Facebook friends" - zero votes, "Make more Video Exploits and Mythbusters videos" - two votes. Well, it looks like we've got a couple options there. And it looks like all my Facebook friends are abandoning me. Oh well. [DELETE!] I'll try and set up a day - maybe this Saturday when I can have Amy and Cody follow me around all day - to take a picture of everything I do for the entire day. I'll make a new album on Facebook so you can spy on me, you creepy stalkers. As far as more online videos goes, I'll have a couple good ones up from the wedding festivities and a HILARIOUS one involving my sister, Amy, and a guest appearance from a somewhat stiff version of Elder Austin. You won't want to miss that garbage. Check it out - and check out the blog site again this week for more "SotT" interactivity.
In other news, in the second poll, according to the five people who voted, The Boo Box, The Week in Review, and The Two-Minute Instant Message are their three favorite segments, each tying for forty percent of the vote.
If you like **QUESTION TIME!!**, you can submit your own inquiries to me via email at tarheelglory19@yahoo.com.
My Review for the week will once again be another movie. This week, I saw Ron Howard's "Angels & Demons." I haven't read the book by Dan Brown. I haven't read or seen "The Divinci Code," either, so I'm kind of a noob, so to speak, when it comes to the controversial series. I found it slightly humorous that Tom Hanks, who plays professor/detective Langdon in the film plays an atheist, especially following his anti-Mormon sentiment expressed in the past six months or so. My mom wants to boycott his movies, but hey, I need to keep up with the Times, so I went. "Angels & Demons" is a story about conspiracy and controversy in the Catholic church. The develpment and theft of an antimatter particle threatens to destroy the entire Vatican City just days after the death of the Pope, so you can only imagine the sheer number of hysterical Italians in the movie. Hanks' character is called in to investigate the developments due to his extensive knowledge of not only the church, but of ancient history and a secretive group of born-again "Illuminati." The movie was what I would call "pretty good." I'll be honest - there were some parts, especially the ones concerning the antimatter particle, where I felt the plot was waaaay too complicated and I felt really lost. The movie is not necessarily violent, but is a little gory, so if you don't like blood being squirted in people's faces or human beings being lit ablaze, you might want to shut your eyes a time or two. I'm not sure how this stacks up to the book, being as I've never read it, but the people who left the theater right in front of me seemed to have liked it. Brent Goulding, however, told "Signs of the Times" that he was a little disappointed. I would give "Angels & Demons" a score of 7 out of 10 on my scale. It was pretty intense toward the end of the show, but, as mentioned, the plot was a little complex. That, ladies and gentlemen, was The Week in Review.
It's Time once again for The Boo Box! This week has a clear-cut victim. Dogs. Everybody together now - BOOOOOO!! I've never liked dogs. Yesterday just intensified the hatred. Allow me to elaborate:
Yesterday afternoon, I had to go up to the University of Utah to meet with my advisor and get my picture taken for an ID card. While I was up there, I decided to visit a friend who lives in Salt Lake City. I showed up and we talked for a little bit, then her roommate got hungry and decided she wanted to cook some hamburgers. She invited us outside to the backyard with her so we could keep her company. My friend said, "Oh good thing I'll be there when (insert name of dog) meets Aaron so I can grab him if he tries to bite." She also briefly mentioned that the dog had bitten somebody a couple days ago and she didn't want that to happen again. We got out to the backyard and the dog - a blue heeler, I would later find out - looked pretty excited to see us. Imagine this, but bigger.
Like I said, I have never liked dogs, or any form of house pet, for that matter, so I kept my distance from the fence where the dog was being held, joking that I didn't "want it to bite my arm off." I asked the roommate if she needed help with the hamburgers and she replied that she didn't know how to turn on the barbeque grill. I asked if the gas was on and she said she didn't know, so I crouched down and turned the nozzle. I heard the gas start to flow and figured that was a good sign. I pressed the ignition button and she told me that the button didn't work. I looked and saw that she had a hand-held lighter. She clicked it once. Then, all of the sudden, I felt the dog's head inbetween my legs and then came the sharp pains of teeth digging into the back of my right thigh. Freakin' sharp teeth. It went in for another bite, but my friend tackled the dog before it could do any more damage. I didn't really know what to do. I knew that my leg was in an extraordinary amount of pain and that I was probably bleeding. I paused for a second and asked if I could use the bathroom. My friend eventually brought in some Neosporin and a couple bandaids that didn't end up sticking since I had just washed my leg and it was still wet. I asked for some paper towels that I just had to hold to my thigh, which made it pretty awkward as I attempted to navigate around the house for the next half hour or so. After having a hamburger (might as well...) and sitting there in virtual silence for a little bit, I got the heck out of there and came home to clean up. My leg is currently wrapped up in an ACE bandage and it's still pretty stiff, which makes it exciting to walk up and down the stairs. I'll be fine - I'm current with my shots and so was the dog, so I'm not going to die or anything, but I'll probably have some pretty sweet scars from that beast. I'm just glad it got me in the thigh and not in the calf. The shorts really saved me there. And I guess getting bitten from behind made it a lot less awkward than getting bitten in front, as far as the application of Neosporin goes.
I'm still looking for a willing participant for the Two-Minute Instant Message, if there are any takers. I almost got Scott Aylett to be part of the first international segment in the history of my Newsletter, but he's a little busy seeing the sights in Italy right now.
Time for the Shoutout of the Week. This week, let's give a Shoutout to my home... no... I was going to say the "d-word" again, but I'm done talking about pets... to my boy, Jason Moffat, who is out in Alaska right now working seventy-hour weeks. I told him at least he's making money! Enjoy it while it lasts, brother. Have you seen the LOST season finale yet? Freakin' intense, man... Take it easy.
That's about it for this week. I know it makes for some good material, but I hope that next week is a little less dramatic that this week was. Until then, pick up your phones and vote for Kris Allen in tonight's "American Idol" finale. Biggest upset ever. And when I say "upset," I mean that the producers and judges will be pretty P.O.'d if their pre-determined winner, Adam Lambert, comes up short on Wednesday night. I'm telling you - Kris Allen = the second coming of Weezer. Google Rivers Cuomo if you don't believe me. I've been saying it all along.
Until next Time,
Move It! Sell It! And have your pets spayed or neutered.
Aaron
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