Wednesday, October 7, 2009
"The Witch Doctor" by David Seville, released in 1958. Is it considered a Halloween song because it includes the word "witch"? Because any witch or witch doctor who only says: "Ooh ee ooh ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang, ooh ee ooh ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang," is not very upsetting. I see no children frightened by this song. Why is it a traditional Halloween song? SOMEONE ANSWER ME!
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
On July 22, '09, I embarked on the Journey of Journeys. Leaving behind all the things I knew so well, I crossed over into a mystical, faraway land known by many as Florida. My purpose for visiting this enchanting piece of land? Why, what greater purpose than to visit HER?
When I was about a year into my mission I became a zone leader and served with Debbie Thompson, one of the most hard-working, diligent missionaries in any mission. We cultivated a miraculous friendship throughout our missions, a friendship which has become stronger than Wolverine's adamantium claws and is now blossoming ever so beautifully.
Anywho, this is a picture of us about to float down the Ichetucknee River. It's a cool picture because I was dying of humidity, the tubes were coming loose on top of the car and I'm also trying to put my arm around Debbie even though there is clearly a door in-between us.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
This is video footage of me dancing in the parking area of the Ogden Days Rodeo. Notice how fluid my right leg is at one point. I wonder what that guy and the two girls were thinking as they walked past; probably: "Wow. I wish I were in that suit with him."
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Saturday, May 23, 2009
This was my second-to-last area, Brasov. You can climb up to those letters on the mountain and see the whole city from up there.
Friday, May 22, 2009
This first one where Mr. Hand eats the cookie is when I was in the apartment with Elder Sean Rose from Arizona and we were waiting for something and the second video is at the car wash with Elder Alex Jepsen from Sandy. Surprisingly enough, not a whole lot of people actually liked Mr. Hand!
Monday, May 18, 2009
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Thus, my glee could not be concealed as I drove to work listening to the Mambo King until I the realization punched me in the face - Lou Bega sucks. I don't mean to suggest that all of his music is bad, just the music that I heard. The whole cd is about mambo music and women. Apparently you can't say the word "mambo" without it being almost immediately followed by "women", "babes", "chicks", "hotties" or "boombolatties". The first track is "Mambo Nr. 5" which is all about how he, the Mambo King, gets with lots of ladies. It is sung that a little bit of Sandra is in the sun and a little bit of Tina is what he sees. I wonder then, why the King feels the need to say that a little bit of Rita is all he needs? What about the other 18 women he is singing about? And what happens when a little bit of Jessica and a little bit of Erica find out about each other? That creates a little bit of akwardness and a whole lot of trouble for my man Bega.
The next greatest song on the cd happens to be the last song which is entitled, "Mambo Mambo". It seems you can't have a good mambo song without including the word into the song title. I thoroughly enjoyed this song not only because of the rhythm and the beat that makes you feel like a flock of happy, singing birds has erupted in your chest, but also because of the award-winning lyrics found in the verse. Allow me: "I dance the rumba, the salsa, the cha cha, the limbo, the foxtrott and even the tango. With ladies and girlies with mummies and babies and djs can play this 'cause it's on their playlist!" Let's back it up a bit. I could have sworn that in the song he sings "mommies" instead of "mummies", but mummies is just as bad if not worse. I mean, mommies would mean he is commiting adultery while dancing this most wild of dances, but mummies! We're talking about a guy who is so suave that he can get any girl he wants on the planet. He and his music are so hot that he needs more than just living girls like the rest of us worthless, non-mambo addicts so he digs up ancient bodies from pyramids in Egypt and dances with them! Incredible! I love mambo! And he dances with babies! What more could you want? Long live Lou Bega, Mambo King.