Staying down in Mesquite for the week of Christmas honestly was a great week for me. Mesquite Nevada has changed quite a bit over the past ten years, once the quick gamblers fix/rundown retirement community, has grown to become just like most cities. New housing developments, shopping complexes, movie theaters, and golf courses have popped up seemingly overnight. But who is gambling in these hard economic times? Not very many apparently; the four major casino's of Mesquite (Eureka, Virgin River, Oasis, and Casablanca) have become three casino's (Eureka, Virgin River, and Casablanca). The Oasis has closed its doors temporarily until the economic crisis has passed.
I spent a lot of time this pass week reading, napping, walking my dog around my parent's community, and listening to my iPod. It was during the latter that I re-discovered how much I love to listen to my music and zone out. If you were to ask my parents they'd tell you that I spent 70% of the time listening to my iPod, even when I was reading and napping. Listening to Genius playlists from my favorite indie songs got me to doing a lot of thinking.
Mostly thinking about how much time I waste sleeping, watching TV, playing Xbox, and amongst other things. I need to start spending more time at home instead of going to the Gateway, Starbucks, Barnes & Noble, and Costco as an "excuse" to get out of the house where I really just end up spending money that I shouldn't be spending because I’m bored. There are plenty of things to do here in my house, plenty of projects, and cleaning that I should be concentrating on. I have a treadmill and enough free weights that I could get in a good gym-esque workout every day, instead of sitting around watching TV downing a sugar filled carbonated drink.
The past week in Mesquite also got me thinking a lot about getting a new tattoo. After getting my koi tattoo I thought that would satisfy me for a while. But over the past week I've been really itching for a new one. I've thought about getting my favorite bible passage, Matthew 16:26, scripted on to my chest, or the side of my chest under my left arm. It's a passage that I love and I should be living. I have other ideas floating through my head that need more thought to them, or certain events will have to transpire before getting them. I know what some of you are thinking that I shouldn't get anymore tattoo's and the ones I do have I shouldn't have gotten. And that is your opinion and one you are justly worth having. But please understand I feel tattoos are a way I can express myself, it's something I do for myself not for others. I love my koi design, it's a symbol and a reminder of the dark year I went through after my mission, the choices I made and the lessons I learned from them.
Now normally I couldn't care any less if people comment to my blog posts but after what I've written in this blog I'm actually quite curious what some of you have to say or think, so I encourage you to comment, even if you wish to leave it anonymous. I'd like to hear your feedback.
-miniSCHOF
Now I know this sounds like an exaggeration… but I swear by the Hammer of Thor it’s the truth, I wept after eating this burger… I did! It was so good it brought tears to my eyes. It was glorious!
Now just because this is a British show don’t let that put you off; it’s not like the British Office where it comes with a three page dictionary to their slang. They talk like you and I were to have a conversation, only with a British accent.
Well beginning of this week I got a call from one of my best friend Grant telling me that Wicked (the Broadway musical) is touring to Utah, and it’s the actual Broadway across America tour cast. So it’s just a step below going to see it in New York. Granted it would be nothing like the experience to seeing it in New York, but as a simple Utahn’ I’ll take it. So since Grants wife Amber is a huge, huge, huge, huge, fan of the music, and the book he had to get tickets to the show for fear of divorce. (haha it’s a joke she wouldn’t leave him for not getting tickets to this show, but she would be disappointed) Well they both are in Maryland currently and asked me if I would get them their tickets. After a little research on how the sale date for this show is going down, I planned my choice of attack to get tickets. And I have to say I was very disappointed in what friends I thought I still had at the radio station. Out of the people I texted or called to see if there was a chance I could maybe get tickets put on hold so I could buy them without having to either stand in line all night, or sit at my computer with the phone in hand trying to desperately maybe get tickets. Only one person actually responded and was actually chatty with me. I wasn’t expecting much by calling or texting them; I honestly expected the answer “No we can’t put tickets on hold.” So don’t think that I was upset that I couldn’t get the tickets through my old connections. I was fully prepared to go wait in line all night. But It made me realize just how grateful I am that I no longer work for that company, and just how corrupt those vultures are. Right now I will admit apart from a small few I have little or no kind words to say about those who do work there. And looking back on my experience working there I pity the businesses that advertise with them. If they only knew what goes on behind those doors a good majority of them wouldn’t. Kay that’s enough of my bitching about that company.
