Saturday, May 13, 2006

I guess it caught up with me

You can only run so hard so far . . . yesterday I got sick. Peaked at a 101.7 fever. I was in slow motion most of the day, and went to bed a little before 9PM. Doing better today, though still not 100%. I guess it hit at the right time since I've been running like crazy for the past several weeks, and we are going to Montana next week.

This next week is an important one. Should be relaxing. Should also be important to Rebekah and me.

Tori & Lucas get grandma (& many of you!) for a week. I have the feeling they are going to have a blast.

Next Saturday night we get to see Brent & Tari Colbry. It's been a couple of years. One thing I know for sure: we will eat well when we are with them. Should be good to compare notes on life after a few years of being in distant lands from one another.

Off to pack and prepare for next week's adventure.

Friday, May 12, 2006

Good Things

Good night: On a last minute whim, I hung out with the group at Stoddards' house tonight. Great conversations. Lots of people carrying heavy loads right now. The honesty and support flowing through the room was awesome, though. Then we went outside and saw that it was a full moon . . . go figure.

Good news: long story short, I just found out via e-mail some encouraing news about that the exam that I thought I bombed (I got 41 out of 60, and the cutoff for an automatic "A" was supposed to be 51). The Prof. was trying to model the exam and the grading on part of the bar exam, but she screwed it up. Now that she realizes her mistake, she is giving A's to anyone who got 34 or above. I just went from a "D" to an "A" on this exam. Still not sure what I got in the class (this exam is only 40% of the class grade, unusually low for law school), but wow, did my fortune just change with that one e-mail!

Wednesday, May 10, 2006


I've driven from Vegas to Zion National Park seven or eight times since 1999 (four Apex retreats, an Apex at UNLV retreat, and family trips). Each time I've wondered, as I drove through a town in the middle of nowhere named "Hurricane," why in the heck is a town in the middle of nowhere, in Utah, named that?

Today I stumbled accross the answer. So, in case you care, here it is:

"The City of Hurricane got its name from an 1865 incident in which a sudden gust of wind blew the top off Erastus Snow's buggy. He exclaimed, 'My, that was a Hurricane!' The world famous Hurricane Fault was named as a result of this event, and later, when the town was organized, the unanimous decision was to name it 'Hurricane.' Although the city was named for a hurricane, no such storm has ever occurred here. Actually, the climate is very mild year-round."

Tune in next time for "Why is that river named 'Virgin'?" (Well, maybe not.)

Yes, exactly!

"And I'm trying to make you sing
from inside where you believe
like it's something that you need
like it means everything
And I'm trying to make you feel
that this is for real
That life is happening
And it means everything
I'm just trying to make you sing"

-David Crowder