Friday, February 12, 2010

Extra Extra

My feelings towards writing for The Daily Universe change way too often...one day I'm loving it, and the next day I'm back to being bitter that the 3-credit class consumes way too much of my life. I'm just glad I have the White House beat instead of one of the many random topics other students are facing...like the Provo residential landscaping beat. Ok maybe I made that one up, but it's a little more believable than some of the real assignments, trust me. This story in particular took away a bitter day and helped my relationship with the BYU paper.

Fireside felon running against Bennett in Senate race

Political candidates and firesides — they both fight to be memorable, and some succeed more than others. For Cody Judy, running against Sen. Bob Bennett for a seat in the U.S. Senate, it’s a “two birds, one stone” kind of thing.

In February 1993, Elder Howard W. Hunter, then president of the Quorum of the Twelve, was publicly accosted at a BYU fireside by Judy, who rushed the Marriott Center stage claiming to have a bomb in his briefcase. He intended to have Hunter read a 3-page document, allegedly explaining God’s plan for Judy to lead The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, but the speaker refused.

Distracted by a spontaneous chorus of the hymn, “We Thank Thee, O God, for a Prophet,” led by the audience, Judy was met with pepper spray from a front-row student. Judy was then taken into custody, and Hunter continued his talk on adversity.

“Everyone was complimentary of the students for having the presence of mind to sing that hymn,” said Kent Harrison, a professor at BYU at the time of the fireside. “It was quite a big deal.”

After examination, police reported the briefcase to contain only books and papers. This was, in fact, consistent with Judy’s later explanation that he had only ever claimed to have a BOM — a reference to the Book of Mormon. His “BOM threat” resulted in a 15-year prison sentence.

After serving seven years, Judy was paroled. He has since turned his focus to the political stage, running as a write-in candidate for a Utah seat in the US House of Representatives in 2002. He lost, receiving only eight votes.

In 2004, Judy doubled his vote count to 16 in his race against Bennett for a seat in the United States Senate. And now in the upcoming 2010 election, Judy is continuing his campaign.

In an e-mail interview with The Daily Universe, Judy explained how this year’s campaign will be different from past elections.

“This year I began earlier then I did in 2004 and though I haven’t received any contributions I have the Web site up and my book, Taking A Stand — the ‘Conservative Independent Voice,’ out, which I think will help people get to know me much better then they did before,” Judy said.

Judy is challenging Bennett’s position with a five-point platform, including defending the U.S. Constitution, working for a flat tax, increasing energy independence, securing borders and leveling trade.

“Utah needs to be aware that I have worked tirelessly in Defending the Constitution in every way I could and I certainly agree Senator Bennett and I differ on this,” Judy said.

When asked what effect the 1993 fireside incident will have on voters’ opinions, Judy encouraged they turn to his book for the full story.

“I paid the debt that was asked of me by the law,” Cody said. “Unless you abolish the Constitution’s freedom of speech clause and dictate by State Force that the evidence of my words which was a Book of Mormon in my brief case abbreviated BOM in every Ensign, the prosecution was overstepping the Constitution and I don’t look to it as something that will go down in history as something the state is very proud of prosecuting.”

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Banana-napping

I love banana bread. I just never have time to make it anymore, and it makes me sad. So I stole.

My FHE brothers went snowboarding in their gorilla and banana suits (they wanted to take their famous chase scene to the hills). They had all their suits hanging outside to dry when we left their house last Monday, so we replaced their beloved banana with a threatening ransom note and a copy of this picture -- Banana bread by Friday, and the suit doesn't get peeled. We even gave them exciting and mysterious instructions to follow for the delivery since this was all undercover.

We decided to take advantage of our short time with the banana, and take it out on the town. Then we made a personalized Facebook account for our yellow friend and added all the boys that are emotionally attached to it. We figured haunting pictures would mean faster bread.

One of my more interesting visits to the temple grounds...

We pulled up to the MTC to take some pictures, and almost got attacked by deer. Maybe they eat bananas, I'm just not too sure. I just know that Provo deer seem to be weirdly aggressive. By aggressive I just mean unafraid of people, which can be creepy.

Elder Banana, ready to go on splits.

One of the lonelier pictures of the bunch. Poor little thing, nobody even looked twice at it. Provo.

So then we took it to a much happier place to spend quality time with the fam.

Banana bread.
Red Box had nothing banana-related. Disappointing.
The messages on its Facebook page were pretty entertaining. Just your basic false accusations and emotional complaints. I could only handle so many nights of sleep with the suit under my bed though...the guilt started to get to me.

So we had to get rid of it. I felt bad abandoning it in the rain on their porch, but I'm glad it's safe with the people that are strangely attached to it. We may or may not have been caught when we fled the scene...dang it. At least now they know who they have to make bread for.


Banana-napping

I love banana bread. I just never have time to make it anymore, and it makes me sad. So I stole.

My FHE brothers went snowboarding in their gorilla and banana suits (they wanted to take their famous chase scene to the hills). They had all their suits hanging outside to dry when we left their house last Monday, so we replaced their beloved banana with a threatening ransom note and a copy of this picture -- Banana bread by Friday, and the suit doesn't get peeled. We even gave them exciting and mysterious instructions to follow for the delivery since this was all undercover.

We decided to take advantage of our short time with the banana, and take it out on the town. Then we made a personalized Facebook account for our yellow friend and added all the boys that are emotionally attached to it. We figured haunting pictures would mean faster bread.

One of my more interesting visits to the temple grounds...

We pulled up to the MTC to take some pictures, and almost got attacked by deer. Maybe they eat bananas, I'm just not too sure. I just know that Provo deer seem to be weirdly aggressive. By aggressive I just mean unafraid of people, which can be creepy.

Elder Banana, ready to go on splits.

One of the lonelier pictures of the bunch. Poor little thing, nobody even looked twice at it. Provo.

So then we took it to a much happier place to spend quality time with the fam.

Banana bread.
Red Box had nothing banana-related. Disappointing.
The messages on its Facebook page were pretty entertaining. Just your basic false accusations and emotional complaints. I could only handle so many nights of sleep with the suit under my bed though...the guilt started to get to me.

So we had to get rid of it. I felt bad abandoning it in the rain on their porch, but I'm glad it's safe with the people that are strangely attached to it. We may or may not have been caught when we fled the scene...dang it. At least now they know who they have to make bread for.

Friday, January 22, 2010

Love Change.

It's January and I have summer plans! This is a new feeling. My last two summers were each a sort of last-minute decision situation...also fun, but I'm really liking this looking-forward-to-something feeling. In just a few short weeks (I need to phrase it like that so that I know I'll survive this busy semester), I'm taking off to the BYU Jerusalem Center! I'm excited to clear my head and heart, and to learn how much I need to learn.

This picture is stolen from some random person who already did their taking off to the BYU Jerusalem Center. It's like that makes us friends, so I can do that.

Bring on April 27! I'm excited to go leave another part of my heart in a new home. Except sometimes I feel like London needs to lighten up a little on the part I left there...some days I miss Big Ben more than anyone else in my life. Can't be healthy.

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Spring Break! January style

Oh family vacations. Instantly made me miss the old brown van...
If you can't tell, this is the truest love I've ever felt. Yes, me and my baby blanket are still tight (I keep it with the excuse that I'll give it to my daughter someday...yeah right. I'll get her a nice new one, but she ain't touching mine). This is also all I do in cars, much to Ali's frustration.
Connecting hotel rooms provided endless entertainment over the weekend. Even when we unintentionally locked ourselves out of one of them, but that's another story. Jaren wouldn't take his boots off the entire time, even when it was time to go swimming. I miss the days when you can shamelessly wear your favorite outfit every waking moment.

Lydia was so cute in her swimming suit! It was too cold for her to get in the pool though...that's what you get for ignoring the fact that it's January.


Jaren, however, totally loved it. He shivered 100% of the time but never wanted to get out. I like his attitude.

After braving the pool we decided the heated lazy river was a much better option. We tried to make it un-lazy for a little while and swim the other way...too hard. Working as hard as you can and staying stationary is just not motivating. I think it took the way I feel in the testing center to a physical level.

I don't think Lydia felt like she was missing out at all...it was pretty cold. She probably just felt a lot smarter than the rest of us. And obviously a lot cuter.

We finally caught up with Logan to take a picture...he turned the leisure activity into a workout which is completely uncool. I've forgiven him.

A little blurry, but the double-stroller thing needs to be shown. I love them! They just look like they love each other so much. Ignore the fact that they're stuck.

Air hockey tournament! I dominated...but my dad took the title back in our ping pong tournament when we got home. Dang it.

Blurry again, but it's the only shot I got of our night out on the town. Ali and I rode the roller coasters on top of the Stratosphere and I LOVED it. Roller coasters always make me crave Lagoon, but I think that's because I still think Lagoon will feel how it felt when I was 12 if I go. I wish it were true. The Stratosphere is also the first place I ever gambled. It's true. $2.00 in, $2.00 lost. Then I started feeling the same feeling I get in arcades, and I realized that is a potential problem. So I quit, cold turkey. Haven't touched the slots since. Ali cashed out at $2.75. You go sister, you go.



Did you know Mesquite has two churches right next to each other? We didn't, until we pulled up right in time to see everyone coming out of stake conference. Oops.

So we had a picnic instead of church. I guess when you look at the weekend for what it was, I ditched school, went to Vegas, gambled, and missed church. Rebel.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Perfectly content.

It's one in the morning and Cedar is super quiet. But the darling place is also quiet at one in the afternoon. Still, I'm sitting in the room I slept in when life was less complicated, and drinking hot chocolate my dad just brought me (which means it's twice as chocolatey than I ever make mine so I like it twice as much), and life is good.


Going to bed would make sense, but in a couple hours my Bostonian sister will be getting into town :) I never need much of a reason to stay up ridicilulously late, so this more than qualifies. I'm way excited to be home for Martin Luther King Break! (I know, it's technically only a Day...but Christmas break just wasn't enough, so I gave myself a 4-day weekend.) The brother & co. are back in town, the sister is coming, the parents are stoked, and we're heading down to VEGAS tomorrow. I've been 21 for four months and still haven't gambled yet, so my parents thought it was high time we go. That is actually not their motivation at all and they'll deny ever condoning my ambition to double the $5 I plan on wasting. But you know they'll waste $5 too, so let's just see the situation for what it is.

I thought about posting pictures of Christmas in Cedar and New Year's in Boston, but once the holidays are over they're over. I lost my chance. Plus I realized I only took 5 pictures in Boston and all of them were from the passenger seat of Ali's car (a.k.a. blurry and slightly useless pictures that were taken only for sentimental value of streets and/or buildings. And one of a funny taxi driver).
Told you.


Actually, I contemplated taking a picture of the movie screen when I went to the YOUNG VICTORIA. Oh man I was excited to see that again. Limited release is stupid; seeing that movie became one of my main motivations to head to Boston for the break. Apparently Boston is cool enough to avoid the "limited" part of limited release, but Utah has no such luck. Lame.

Ok, now a breakdown of my break.

Highs.
  • One full week of turning back into an annoying little sister
  • Best Thai food EVER. Ever. Ever ever. How can we motivate legit Thai-food makers to move to Utah?
  • Working with cute Jewish old people again! Still on the "high" list even though a good portion of my week was spent helping everyone with their absentee ballots. I helped about 100 residents fill out their ballot, and each ballot has 3 envelopes to lick. Do that math and then feel bad for my tongue. Alison makes the residents lick their own envelopes, but I feel like that totally goes against the "respect your elders" principle.
  • Seeing my dad wear his snuggie.
Lows.
  • The academic calendar of BYU. Two weeks between semesters? Really?
  • Missing the annual skating rink party in Delta...next year, next year.
  • Having to see my siblings on skype instead of in person. Next year, next year.
Ok, it's not fair to let my 1 a.m. boredom translate into a blog post of unnecessary length. Time for a Disney movie.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Love you, London.

So 365 days can fly. I know I never believed that when I was little because of the eternity I felt between between one Christmas and the next, but today convinced me. It's officially one year since the day I flew over to London. I looked forward to last year's January 6th SO much. I don't think I shook that feeling all the way off -- I kept feeling like something was supposed to happen today. But it was just a normal Wednesday, with some slightly wistful moments when I'd remember how I felt when I touched London for the first time. Then wistful would turn to happy because anything London just does that.

I have a random habit. Every single day I think about what I was doing on the same day last year. That habit is going to be a lot of fun for the next four months :)

I had big plans to post about Boston, but January 6th came faster than I could blog..so it's postponed. But coming.
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