Monday, May 10, 2010

Nearing the end...

With just 3 weeks left in the season, I feel myself getting really sentimental about the end of 24. I know I sound ridiculous lamenting over fictional characters, but you have to understand that 24 is the source of a lot of great memories for me... My sophomore year of college seemed to have centered around watching the first four seasons of the show (and you wonder why my grades struggled at BYU :) Then an entire Christmas break was spent re-watching Season 1 with my dad, Matt, and Matt's friend, Calvin. A few weekends ago, I came across a bin of stuff I kept from school, and in it was an "autographed" picture of Lynn McGill that had been delivered to me via a six-story pulley system the RAs created (Sophie, Nicole, Mallory...please tell me you remember. "I'll put YOU in holding.") Now 24 is a convenient excuse to see Jen, Heath, and the kids every week. The only reason I ever learned to shoot a gun is because I figured it would be Jack Bauer-esque. I still get teary-eyed when I see "President Palmer" on Allstate commercials. And when I read Mary Lynn Rajskub's tweets, I feel like I'm hearing from Chloe herself.

Okay so maybe I'm exaggerating the emotional state I'm in. But only just barely. Bottom line, I'm gonna miss this show.

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Check it out

My friend, Ryan, is going to school right now for some sort of film-making degree. Check out his latest project on vimeo and send him some love...

Superstition is Unlucky... from Ryan Jenkins on Vimeo.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Where there's smoke...

Last night I was super proud of myself for going to bed at a reasonable time. I was lying in bed texting when I heard sirens that sounded close. I looked toward the window and saw flashing red behind the blinds. I was curious, so I got up and looked outside just to see what was going on. I was a little surprised to see trucks right outside my building and firemen in full gear running into my building. I thought, "This can't be good."

I told my roommate, got Zipsie and walked out into the hall. It smelled weird, and there was a guy (I guess my neighbor?) standing at the top of the stairs. I asked if he knew what was going on and he just said the first and fourth floor were filled with smoke and that we were evacuating. I walked across the hall and got "Bruce" (the only resident in my building whose name I actually know) and we all walked outside.

It was interesting seeing all the people that live in our building while we stood on the lawn, waiting to find out what was going on. About a half hour later, we were let back inside but never heard what all the fuss was about. If nothing else, Zipsie got some excitement before going to bed.