Officious Inter-meddler

What's that? you say.

Well, my wife once told me about a guy who showed up at her place back home, mowed her family's yard, and then insisted that her father take pictures of his daughter or something as a form of repayment.

The law has a term for such miscreants!

Officious inter-meddler

Thought you ought to know.

THE TRIP

Now, for the moment you've all been waiting for:

OUR TRIP FROM OREM TO CINCINNATI!

There are a lot of pictures, so I won't be offended if you zip through them quickly.

Make sure you pause on the ones with our daughter in them, though, my wife snapped some classics.

You should more or less be able to feel out the various regions we drove through.

Can anyone guess where we took the picture of the run-down DQ combined with some random restaurant?

Oh, in case you're interested, I almost left off the story about Arches.

We planned on driving through there on our way to CO. Once we neared the park, I saw a tiny little sign with an arrow which read Arches National Park.

Hmm, I though to myself, it must be coming up soon . . .

Needless to say, we didn't figure out we had missed it until we were driving out of Moab. :'(

The park was awesome, but I was a little deflated, so we made it somewhat of a drive-by-shooting.

I think my wife's shot of me with our daughter in the Visitor's Center parking lot exemplifies how the rest of the day went.

After we left Arches, our daughter could barely last five consecutive minutes on the freeway and we threw in the towel once we made it to Grand Junction.

The rest of the trip was pretty much driving with Jim Dale.

Good times.

Good Bye, Orem

For my wife, our departure couldn't come soon enough.

For me, it's still kind of crazy to think we're more or less done with Yogurt Land . . . forever.

Be sure to note the super full car (please hold your applause until after the slide show is over) and fun wasp/hornet's nest.

Bridal Falls

I still have a lot of catching up to do, but here are some family pictures of Bridal Falls from last month.

Gotta love our daughter's hat.

And yes, Cecil is still my homeboy (even though I'm not longer at BYU).

Remembering 9-11

It's been eight years, today.

How much do we remember? How much do we care?

What have we learned?

The following video is about a 9-11 survivor. He talks about his survivor's guilt and how a renewed focus on his family and relationship with God have changed his life for the better.

BYU Walk & Old Times

Here're some more photorials for you.

The apartments -- The Downs, Monticello & The Shingle House -- are places where my wife and I both lived back in the day (my wife only lived in The Downs).

It was crazy hot, but a lot of fun.

Enjoy.

Hangin with #2

Some of these pictures are pretty old news but hopefully enjoyable.

Yes, that drool did fall on me, and yes, that really is my hair.

Coming Back Online

Yes, CA fans, I know many of you have been pondering -- perhaps even shouting -- WHERE IN TARNATION IS THE CA!!??

For now, let's just say you'll soon find out where I've been.

But never fear, because I'm back and prepped to hit you with about 2,000 posts in the next day or so.

There will be a lot of updating to do, so if you're like the F-Word, you may want to just print a bunch of the posts and read them in a more quiet and relaxing location (F-Word knows what I'm talking about), where you can give the veritable novel your full-fledged attention.

I thank you for your patience and want to let you know how excited (stoked even) I am to start blistering you with stale news and random insights [again].