The Show Must Go On

Great song by Queen, although I don't know if it has anything to do with my blog. Melanie keeps bugging me, "You never blog anymore." [Marge Simpson voice] so here I go with possibly my worst blog ever since I have nothing interesting to say [sarcasm, everything I say is interesting], but am striving to satisfy the powers that be.

I got my first birdie of my life, yesterday. I was playing with Bret Allen at Cedar Hills. It was a par 4. I crushed my tee shot and was on the green in 2 about 30 feet from the pin. I had a good line, but not enough distance and left it about 6 feet short, but sunk it for par. "But Nate, you said you got a birdie?!!", you may be saying. Well I thought it was a par 4, cause that's what the sign said, but they had recently made it a par 5 as the scorecard indicated. I didn't even know until about 30 seconds after I sunk my putt. Pretty exciting. Please don't ask what my final score was.

Mel quit her job as a personal assistant and is now working as a secretary for a collections agency. She is still looking. She is interested in working for a private school as a receptionist, or once again being a nanny. Cross your fingers.

We spent the 4th of July in Pocatello, Idaho for Jon Lowry's wedding and a night of fireworks with cousin Jeff. That's all I have to say about that.

We have spent a lot of time with Mel's sister's family. They are gracious enough to treat us to dinners and RSL soccer games (also Jeff Dodge ends up with spare tickets and has invited us a few times). We have a lot of fun with them, and of course enjoy every minute of Ella who has recently discovered how funny tantrums are.

We are excited for the upcoming Palmer Reunion. All my sisters will be in town with their spouses. I think this is the most complete a Baker family gathering will be since Christmas 2005 (pre-Melanie, Jake, Pyper, and baby Kate). The whole family will be there, minus precious little Pippy who will most likely spend the week relaxing and kicking her feet.

An Accident and a Mouse Hunt

So, I am trying to catch up on my blogging. Both of these events happened last week, but I couldn't find time to write about them with Mel's parents in town, and me busy at work.So we were traveling about 70 mph when this 10 lb piece of metal was kicked up by a diesel truck and flew into our windshield. It seems to be one of those stands that trailers rest on, when they aren't hooked up to a truck. Anyways, the base of it penetrated through our windshield and got stuck in the dash, while the shaft crashed into the windshield kind of flatly, so it didn't poke through. I wonder if it had hit another way, would it have penetrated right through and jacked me up? We are lucky/unlucky, depending on how you look at it.

So we had a mouse, which we sadly killed since Wal-Mart's humane traps were out of stock. So we thought we were done with mice. Melanie was cleaning up and found another, much to her distaste. She was almost in tears. We brought Danny the wonderpet in, who sniffed the mouse out and chased it into the bathroom. Me and Danny cornered it, and did tag-team like on the poor rodent. Danny snatched it up in her mouth, but lost control. I followed up by dropping a box on it, with it's poor little legs sticking out like the Wicked Witch from the East. I picked up the box and Danny put it out of his misery. Kind of sad, but very exciting.

Mel's parents are in town, and we've had a righteous time. We went to see Indiana Jones yesterday, which was embarrassing, but we still had a lot of fun laughing at it. Reminded me of the Temple of Doom video game we had as kids on our Apple IIC.

New York

Well, it was cool trip, but not really what I expected from NYC. For instance:

We didn't any Ninja Turtles
We didn't see a Troll in Central Park
I didn't even see a Rat!

But we did see a lot of Pippy, and a Yankees Game. It was a lot of fun chumming it up with Rake and Jeagan, as Mel accidentally calls them from time to time.

Melanie's First Race

Melanie ran in the SLC 5K last Saturday. She decided she really liked running about 2 months ago. She ran it in 31:18. It was a good experience for her and she was nervous. This d-bag really ran the whole race with the Spider-Man costume on, mask and all. Eventually she wants to run a half-marathon. Can't wait for the next one.

Sabrina

So Melanie's friend Sabrina totally hates Steve Erkle and Andy Milonakis. I am serious, she doesn't just think they are annoying, she gets angry and passionate when she sees them on the tube. Screaming, "I HATE that faggot!" is her socially incorrect reaction to them.

Does anyone else think this is weird? Especially coming from someone who thinks Wild 'N' Out and Yo' Momma are hilarious shows? Anyways, I just thought I might get a laugh out of Mel using photo-shop.

Trip to St. George

Anybody want to know how crazy our trip was? One of our friends got a life-time ban from the Oasis Hotel & Casino in Mesquite. Pretty good stuff.

SNL

So when Mel and I found out that Jonah Hill was hosting Saturday Night Live, we decided to tune in. You have to understand that growing up I was a huge SNL fan, up until probably about the time Will Ferrell left. I had only watched 1 episode in the last few years, when Peyton Manning hosted which actually was a very funny installment.

SNL seems to go through cycles. The actors become stars, the show peaks, then the actors leave. The show then stinks for a little while until they start building up the new crop. Like I said I stopped when Will Ferrell left with the intention of coming back when the show was good again. It has been so long, so what better time to come back to SNL than with Jonah Hill hosting?

It was awful. It was like a bad episode of Mad TV, and that's bad! The skits were horribly written and terribly executed. The only saving grace whatsoever was the news spot, minus the 2 minute plug for Barack Obama. It really shouldn't be this bad. The show has talent in Poehler, Samberg, Hader and Armisen. I will give it another chance when Christopher Walken hosts next month. I just don't know if I can handle the disappointment.