Chuck Norris

It's been a long time, but something (okay, not just something, but the egocentric need to find out which writer I emulate) has brought me back to my sad, lonely, decaying blog. And, in random cutting and pasting, I found that I was pretty good at this, and also, that it was fun! So, I am back. Probably no one will read this, but anywhoo, here's the funny story of the day.

Junior and JT were channel surfing today, and stumbled upon Walker, Texas Ranger. Walker just got attacked by tomahawk-wielding Native Americans. The boys are entranced. JT is working out a plan (during the commercials, of course) to use his Walker skills to fight the people who hurt animals (JT's other favorite show is Animal Cops on Animal Planet). And, for the most part, I admire Walker, his butt-kicking skills and his values. Except I wish he wouldn't waste time removing his boots and belt (with awesome buckle) before jumping in the lake to save the lady who was drowning. I guess even Walker has his priorities.

Also, if you're wondering...Ernest Hemingway. At least for the above post.

Working for the common good

I know, it's been a long time. Yes, the new house is great. The kids are fine. Colon still doing well (I assume - haven't seen any pictures of it since last July).

I just thought I would pass on this story, so you all could follow in my footsteps and work to fight check fraud.

A couple of weeks ago, I had the opportunity to spend some time at BYU. I met Shannon Hale, and even though I was sure we'd be best friends (mostly because her dad was my obstetrician), she ended up really loving daltongirl. Who can blame her, really? That actually became a theme of the week. People were constantly telling me that they like me almost as much as they like daltongirl. I'm number 2!!! Yeah!

I got distracted - sorry. So, alisonwonderland and I were in the BYU Bookstore because I needed a pair of socks. Yeah, I packed in a hurry. So, the girl in front of us in line was writing a check. She seemed a little sketchy. I mean, who writes checks these days? Have you seen the Visa commercials? If you write a check, everyone in line is going to hate you. But, anywhoo, the cashier asked for ID, and the girl claimed she didn't have any. Really? Then the cashier said she couldn't take the check if the phone number on the check wasn't correct. And, it wasn't. The girl went on to provide a phone number. And, being the responsible citizen I am, I decided that I needed to see if this really was this girl's number. I discretely pulled out my phone, and I typed in the number as she gave it to the cashier. Originally, I had concerns. I don't know where the 303 area code is, but I've never heard of it before. Finally, as she is finishing giving the number to the cashier, her phone starts to ring. I quickly hang up, relieved that she isn't trying to pull a fast one on the Lord's bookstore. And, then I realize she is pushing the call back button. I used my lightning fast speed to silence my phone. 'Cause that would have been embarrassing. Way more embarrassing than admitting to you that I sometimes torment college freshmen for my own amusement.

So, what I learned is that either the sketchy girl did not steal her roommate's checks to buy cute shoes at the BYU Bookstore, or that she stole her roommate's checks and phone. Who knows - maybe the roommate is in a freezer somewhere? But, I did my best to prevent check fraud. And, that's all that matters.