Who Are You?

I revel in brevity.

My name is Joe.

I live in Utah.

I ski.

I also enjoy reading

And writing.

I am unique because

I unicycle.

I collect vinyl.

I have a slot car track,

A turntable,

And an arcade system

In my apartment.

I also mountain bike.

And am a bit of a petrol head.

I like cheese.

Especially with crackers.

I also enjoy Wallace and Grommet

Top Gear, Jeeves and Wooster,

Alfred Hitchcock,

And many other old things.

I was born into the wrong era

I was raised in a time warp.

I know who John Galt is.

Actually I don't because I have

Yet to read more than 400 pages

Of that book.

I have worked with Reed Smoot

And have starred as an extra in a commercial.

I am a grip, wrangler, PA, and an Assistant Camera Operator

Rolled into one.

I have filmed

A major motion picture

and 13 commercials.

I have worked as a carpenter,

cabinet craftsman,

and holder of countless flashlights

while my dad fixed the car.

I am a professional Photographer.

True story.

And I enjoy long walks on the beach.

I read Car and Driver, Popular Mechanics

And thumb through Seventeen on my spare time.

Yes I take the quizzes.

That is actually a lie.

I enjoy Hemmingway,

Hurston, and Miller.

I like to cook.

I am also an athlete.

I play baseball and run

for a lot of miles.

My name is Joseph Gordon Huston III,

And I am a Son of God.

Not Smarter

Albert Einstein, one of the greatest scientists in the history of the world, was quoted as saying "It's not that I'm so smart, it's just that I stay with problems longer." Think about it.

Summer Trip No 2- The Drive-In

Okay, okay, so technically I went on trek before I went to the movies, but I've got all the pics from my movie escapade right here in my hot little hands, something I can't exactly say for the trek pictures.

So here's the deal. My best friend leaves for Europe a week from when this post is published (Today), so I told her "We HAVE to do something before you jet off to Europe." I think that was actually my exact quote. So we did! Here's how it turned out:

The original plan called for an authentic Vietnamese dinner at an authentic Vietnamese noodle house, brought over to downtown Salt Lake City piece by piece from a village in Vietnam. This legit restraunt is known in these parts as Mi La Cai.

Delicious food at Mi La Cai

There was, however, a snag. All of the wonderful Vietnamese people who make the wonderful food at this wonderful restraunt had, in fact, run off on vacation until the twelfth of July. So Mi La Cai was not a dining option. Lame

So, In true Joe Huston fashion, I turned to my date, who happened to be riding in the same car as I was, and told her, "Quinci, we're going on an adventure." (once again, another direct quote.) So, thinking fast, as I always do, we proceeded to a little place I know of in Sugarhouse known as "The Blue Plate Diner"

Obviously the Blue Plate Diner

Dinner, though a little more of an adventure than I had anticipated, was delicious, and we continued on with our 50s style theme and went to Iceberg for milkshakes. Yum. Then proceeded to the drive in theaters (also fitting in nicely with this newfound theme) on Redwood road to see a movie known as Toy Story.

However, there was another snag. We were too early: the gates hadn't even opened. So in true adventuring manner, we cracked open my camera case and began to take pictures!

It was exciting! The movie was great, and after Quinci had apologized for hitting the poor little girl in the head with a Frisbee, the rest of the evening went slightly more smoothly, despite the fact that I couldn't get my lights to turn off, and my radio would not pick up the audio for the movie. 

All in all, it was a great hurrah for bigger and better adventures, and I hope we'll be able to do it again before the summer's through

Summer Trip No. 1- Boise Idaho

Okay, to kick off the summer, I embarked on a voyage to the far off land of Boise, Idaho. En route, I took the new header/title picture/jigger deal you see as you enter my newly titled blog. I also snapped a few pics of stuff I saw, like this window of wonder seen above. The hotel was called "Modern." No obnoxious 'the's to get in the way here, just "MODERN." I digress. Anyway the next few pics are random smidgens and snapshots of the trip. Exciting huh?

My traveling companion and sidekick, also known as my dad, looking like a boss before a day of location scouting.

Your lovable host, hero and fellow blogga looking even more like a boss in his aviators, also before a day of scouting locations

 .The Beast that brought us to this magical land of Idaho, created specially for this trip by the fine people at Chevrolet

I had time to play with some perspective shots, so I did. This is one of the modern tables at Modern

A tree in the courtyard. Unfortunately this particular tree isn't bearing plastic fruit hung from fishing line.

My room was up there!

Not actually my room, but it was one of our locations. Pretty sweet

And here's me looking like a G on the bleachers at the Boise State football field

Other Highlights of my Voyage to Boise

> Throwing a frisbee from the top of Boise State Football Stadium

>Playing frisbee on the blue turf of the Boise State Football Field

>Ripping a gaping hole in my shorts while playing frisbee on the Boise State Football Field

>Breaking my camera on the FIRST DAY (not actually a highlight but it happened)

>eating a 'Free range, grass fed, hand ground beef hamburger.' Did I mention the place was a bit yuppie?

>Romping around rooms cleaner than operating rooms, rooms full of equipment worth millions of dollars, playing with lasers more expensive than said equipment, and doing all of this no questions asked

>Being an extra (if this puppy ever airs, I'm walking through a shot somewhere by the Student Union Building)

>Visiting a legit record shop, and just about buying four new vinyl albums for my collection

>Eating at Mollie's for breakfast

>But not eating at Mollie's for lunch

The Spider's Web

The spider casts out a line of slender thread, stronger than steel, from a tree branch, and swings across the gaping chasm to the waiting arms of another branch. Slowly, with much deliberation and surgical precision, the lone spider weaves the web he calls home. Working tirelessly through the night, he spins, snips, attaches, detaches, and reattaches the cords that will eventually bring the rewards of food, and the satisfaction of a well-done job.

Looking back on life up to this point, as I'm sure many of the readers of this blog have, I've come to the conclusion that we are all much like the spider. We weave webs of hard work, dedication, friendship, education, religion, and enjoyment. We all have anchors, branches to which we've found hold fast. Each of us has been pounded by winds, rain, hail, emotional whirlwinds, tragedies, and even our own laziness, but the true anchors to which we've tied ourselves off to have held strong.

Because of these trials, holes have been torn through our webs; damage has been done that we think we cannot possibly repair. A friend turns his back, a falling grade in calculus seems too far gone to be mended, our testimonies have weakened, someone we love has been lost; we fear our anchors will not hold. Yet, somehow, miraculously, you and I have been able to repair these gaping holes; our anchors have held firm, and we begin the process of repairing the damage.We retie the straggling threads, reinforce the troubled area. Extra study, more selflessness, a greater degree of friendship and faith, and the holes slowly disappear, leaving a stronger web in their place.

I'd just like to take a moment and thank all of you who have made this high school career so memorable, and who, along with God and my family, have been some of the branches to which my own web has held firm to. Thank you.

Tonight

Tonight, I venture to a baseball game, spend time with family, and enjoy God's favorite sport. (Don't believe me? check Genesis 1:1)...

Last Night, I visited with a wonderful woman in my ward (fancy illiteration, huh), discussed everything from westerns to golf, and found pleasure in conversation...

Saturday Night, I made the pilgrimage to senior dinner dance, borrowing from my good friend B.E. it was one of the many last_______ of my senior year, spent time with friends old and new, and danced it up like a fool...

Friday Night, I played football, with friends, scored a few TDs, looked good for the ladies, and went to seminary....

All in all, a good weekend, full of fun, hard work, and, of course, great friends.

Stop...Shower Time!

Today

Thhhhhhbbbbbttthhh!!!!