This guy rocks. Here’s who he is:

I was able to see him perform last Sunday, it was awesome. Truly awesome. He’s one of the best musicians I’ve ever seen live. Very fortunately Jan 15 was the version of Music and the Spoken word just before Martin Luther King, Jr. day and they did all spirituals and gospel music. So much fun, it was great. I’m not able to embed the entire show, which is a shame but I found one of the songs they did on you tube:

And here’s another that was kinda fun:

Also I sat by a guy from BBC! He was there because they were covering Mit Romney and wanted to know more about the Mormons. I asked him if he knew Jeremy Clarkson from Top Gear and he said “I see him around the office”. Ha! Oh man I want to go to a filming of Top Gear so bad.

That’s how things are right now. Check out these sweet potential logos for Parker Planners:

You like? Yeah we’re redoing everything from the logo, colors, branding, website, and now mobile applications. I’m really excited about it.

Is awesome. I went twice this week. Booya.

Snowboarding y’alls. It’s mucho fun. Especially when it’s fresh snow. I didn’t get to go a lot last year so it’s pretty great to already have gone twice. Gusta.

Paid Guy on a Buffalo is doing well. gotta love that

The beemer can only handle 2 boarders right now but it’s pretty great that it still can. Very fun to drive in the canyon. If some time I decide to get a roof rack it could do 4.

Update: the video posted below is a JOKE. Don’t take it too seriously

This is the name I tried to use while making a facebook profile for my car. Turns out Facbook doesn’t think numbers and letters could be a real person’s name. Shwatever, facebook, shwatever (said with Swedish accent).

I’ve never named one of my vehicles. I think it’s weird. You name people, pets, and ships, but not so much cars and motorcycles. So for the sake of making a facebook profile for my car so we could be in an ‘open relationship’, at least temporarily for hilarity’s sake, I had to choose a name that had solely alphabetic characters. I chose “Princess Beemer VonBeemersen”. It’s German, it’s lovely. Ever since I saw Enchanted I pretty much wanted to marry Amy Adams and she was a princess. Then I saw Tangled and I wanted to marry Rapunzel, too.

There is a great misconception as to what is a princess. Allow me to clarify: normally when you hear a girl is a ‘princess’ that means they’ve had everything handed to them, have never worked a real day in their life, and expect perfection and happiness to effortlessly fall into their lap at all times. Nay, friend! That chick in Tangled could paint, play guitar, really cared about people, and was fearless. Similarly the princess in Enchanted was so resourceful that she made a dress out of curtains. Yeah. That’s my kind of girl. She also had no malice in her heart. Hard to find.

Anyway now that I feel like I’ve seen those Disney movies too many times . . . back to the car. This thing freakin rocks. No kidding. I shopped long and hard and for me it’s a perfect match right now. It’s got power, handing, bassy bass from 2 subs under the front seats, great brakes, heated seats (for the ladies), and sex appeal. Yup. Booyah. It’s black on black with aluminum trim. The car is sick. I love it.

So I went for a little joyride the other day and happened upon an icy parking lot. After doing some donuts I was wishing for someone to be around to film me. Then I thought: ‘hey! I can film myself! I’ll just put my camera on that snow bank over there!’ So that’s what I did. Then after watching the videos and clicking on a random artist on Spotify I realized that it would be funny to put some sensual R&B to my sliding car. And here’s the end result:

I hope this video has brought you some joy. 10 points for guessing the song at the beginning.

That means happy new anus. Yes it does. What a difference one little ~ can make, huh? If you want to wish everyone a happy new year in Spanish it should look something more like this:

Feliz año nuevo!

Yeah. And it is! My new year’s started slow but got more fun as the night went on. First my roomie had an amiga come over that has a few lessons to learn about trying to see the sunny side of life. We’ll leave it at that. So my beloved and very cool roomie was trapped with said amiga but I was trying to wait it out in my room listening to music and writing 2012 goals so he could come to this party with me. I couldn’t take it no moar so I done left.

On facebook lots of my friends said they were coming but few showed. Booo. Made new friends, danced some dancing, and drank some drank. Now it’s new year’s time. The clock is ticking, there’s like 5 min left. Who am I going to kiss? I’m not totally sure but I think I’ve only had like 1 new year’s kiss and that was with a high-school girlfriend. Lame. This year would be different.

Come 30 seconds before midnight I found myself standing next to the cute blonde from the dance floor. I work up the courage and ask for a new year’s kiss. Denied! Lame! What kind of new years partier are you? She was game for a new year’s hug. Psshhh. How depressing is that? The night only got better from here. Maybe it was the huge beard? dunno.

Then we lit off a bunch of fireworks which rocked.

Then we went back to my friend Jennifer’s house and made breakfast. Gooood foods. Bacon, pancakes, eggs, OJ. Yeuh. Next it was time for sharing our new year’s resolutions while I just happened to be cuddling with a cute roomate of said friend. And got a new year’s kiss. Ha! And then we went for a spin in my new ride. Fist pump! 2012 is going to rock.

I’m definitely going to the beach at some point.