D'oh Moment of the Day

Well, I just kissed:
10% of books cost

20% of a month's rent

2% of a semester's tuition

150% of a group date date

a juicy Ruths Chris steak

goodbye today. LAME. And what did I receive in return for this glorious $50 of my own hard earned cash? Less than a minute's worth of labor, that's what. Goodness, I need to become a locksmith

Starting at the beginning of this epic tale, I was on  a McDonald's run for the picture taking crew this afternoon. Needless to say, I took every order with care and dedication, pulled into the parking lot, double checked the order, opened the door of my 2001 PT Cruiser, locked the door, got out of the car, shut the door, and stared, in utter disbelief at my lanyard, attached to my keys, still hanging in the ignition of this fine automobile.

Needless to say, this was an 'aw shi...'moment, but I guarded my tongue, as per the seminary challenge, reached for my cell phone, and, wait for it...another 'aw shi..' moment! I left my phone at home, so as not to be a test nullifying distraction in this year's AP English exam.

Life felt pretty sucky right about now, and, scrambling for change for a one dollar bill in quarters, I called my mom and announced my folly. She was not pleased...at all. I walked back to the shoot, borrowed her cell phone, and called the locksmith, who promptly arrived after half an hour of butt-numbing hood sitting.

The handy dandy locksmith pulled up, tools in hand, and began work on my car. I anticipated a few "hold this," and "keep this here"s. But no. He walked up, jammed a wedge into the rubber window sill, reached into my door with a slim jim, and unlocked the car. He then requested payment, the $50 alluded to earlier, and was off, in under a minute. If NASCAR needed locks picked, this guy would be the front-runner for the job.

It was a day of firsts:

-First time locking my keys in the car

-First time not being able to jimmy the lock by myself

-First time using a payphone (ooh I felt like a legit stranded motorist)

-First time calling a locksmith

-First time watching said locksmith in action

-First time paying said locksmith

-And First time wanting to become a locksmith and pick up a $50 chunk of change from some chump stupid enough to lock the keys in question in the car.

All in all, it wasn't too bad. I didn't die, no one was robbed, and, if bioethics law doesn't pan out, heck, I got a new career path out of the whole experience.

Oh, and PS, if you ever do something dumb like this, make sure you've got a spare key to your car, because not having one really sucks! (and if you can, get your parents to foot the bill, then you have absolutely no out-of-pocket expense! SCORE!)

Donezo

I've gone and done it. I finally cut the ties between myself and Facebook, which seemed to have a vacuum-like affect on my time and attention. I'm done with it now. No more statuses, no more updates, no more comments, no more nothing of that nature, and it feels good.


I Deleted My Facebook Account, Have YOU?

New B-Log

Ladies and Gentlemen! (Just out of curiosity have you ever misspelled gentlemen by spelling gentile men? I tend to do that a ton) Anyways, I have created a brand spankin new blog to satisfy all your reading and blog enjoying needs. Andres Bosque has Bosquetography, and now the illustrious Joe G. Huston has Stuff That Teenagers Like! Check it out if you get a moment, and be sure to sign up as one of my followers, because I know you all want to!

List O Likes

In no particular order, here's a random sampling of some of the things I like...

1. Wonderful daughters of God
2. Excellent friends
3. Hillcrest High
4. Korean food
5. The French Language
6. BYU
7. Cinnamon chewing gum
8. Stand-up comedy
9. Jeeves and Wooster
10. Group dates
11. Dressing up
12. Kimchi
13. Death Cab for Cutie
14. Success
15. Goofing around
16. Cary Grant
17. John Lennon
18. Paul McCartney
19. George Harrison
20. Ringo Starr
21. My exuberant little sister
22. Guitar
23. Classical music
24. Shakespeare
25. Short Films
26. Mission Impossible
27. iPods
28. Shoes
29. Loud ties
30. Family
31. My bloggin bros (and sisters)
32. Road trips
33. Roller coasters
34. In N Out
35. Vaccations
36. Florida
37. Kings Peak
38. Trail runs
39. Running in general
40. Monty Python
41. Computers
42. Facebook
43. MLIA
44. Plays
45. Film shoots
46. Photography
47. Cinematography
48. Biology
49. Justice
50. The readers of this blog

"When upon life’s billows you are tempest tossed, when you are discouraged, thinking all is lost, count your many blessings, name them one by one, and it will surprise you what the Lord hath done."

End Transmission...

Rise and Shout!!

I got in!

Feelin like 18 Today

One of the coolest things about photography is being able to get different angles on everyday objects: shoes, lights, soda bottles, etc. But I was reading a short story today, and came across a brand new perspective on life. You ready? Because it just might blow your mind...well maybe at least say 'hey that's cool, thanks Joe for being so awesome!'

You know that feeling when nothing seems to be going right, everyone seems to be picking on you, and the world seems to be coming to an end? Yeah, that's when I'm 14.

Or how about when you go outside for a snowball fight with your dad? That's when I'm 7

That feeling you get when your brother drives you up the wall, your sister bugs you, and the teeniest tiniest thing'll set you over the edge? Perchance that's when I'm about 4

Maybe when you hear that your best friend is coming to town, and you can't sleep the entire night before, just like when Santa used to come? Perhaps that's when I'm 10

When you think your dad knows everything? when I'm nearly 5

When you know your dad knows nothing? when I'm 16

When you realize your dad knew a lot more than you thought he did when you were 16? Um...right now, as soon as I'm about to move out on my own

And then again, the time you drop your books in the hall, freeze up when that gorgeous girl starts a conversation in the hall, you trip over your stinkin shoelace, and you just feel like a lurp? Definitely when I'm 15

Then there's that one time when you just have to go to your mom and say 'help!!! I can't do this on my own." Clearly, that's when I'm 2

And, of course, when Mr. Talbot calls on you, and you know every single little step of cellular respiration, and then you explain it all (in detail of course) to the entire class? Yeah, then I feel like 969 years old, 'cause that's how old Methuselah was, and he knew everything.

You see, I've come to the realization that you and me aren't just 17 or 18. On a daily basis, we're 18, 17, 16,15,14,13,12,11,10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2 and of course1 year old as well. It just depends on the moment to determine which facet shines through. When we're feeling sad and just need a cry, maybe we're 3. When we feel like superheros maybe we're 9. When we feel like the bomb diggedy, maybe we're a 17 year old 'big kid.' It all depends on the day.

Chew on that for a while, and feel free to leave me some comment lovin, because I feel like no one ever reads this blog (P.S. that's when I'm 11, because no one listens to you when you're 11)

Take care guys!

~Joe

English hsilgnE

Palindrome: a sentence that reads the same backwards and forwards.

Aibohphobia: Fear of Palindromes (If you suffer from this rare disease, this next post might prove stressful)

This is actually a collection of my favorite word puzzles, just 'cause I think everyone should think they're as cool as I think they are.

~Do geese see God?
~Dumb mobs bomb mud.
~Flo, gin is a sin. I golf.
~So many dynamos!
~Sit on a potato pan, Otis!
~Yahoo, hay!
~We lost a fatso, Lew.
~Live not on evil
~Son, I sack casinos.