In Iowa, it is illegal for a man with a mustache to kiss a woman in public

As a resident of Iowa, I find this shocking! I see mustached men kissing women all the time.. maybe I will have to make a citizen's arrest next time. I had a thought, a day dream if you will. I pictured me, walking down main street in my hometown, and I witness a man with a mustache kissing his wife/girlfriend/whatever. I see this, take off running, and tackel him. "Sir," I will say, "you have broken the law. In Iowa, it is illegal for a man with a mustache to kiss a women in public. To the police station we go!" and I take him to the police station, which so happens to be right across the street. I'm pretty sure that would lead to my arrest also, but it was worth it.

Tonight is New Year's Eve.. the night to party and celebrate the ending of 2009 and the beginning of 2010. Oh yes, I will be celebrating also. I am soon travelling a whole block to my brother's house. There, my sister, sister-in-law, brother-in-law, father, and six nieces/nephews will party it up. Ha, yeah we sure party. At least I'll have a drink or two (don't worry, I'm 21, I promise).

I read an article that tonight is a blue moon, which is the second full moon of the month. Some strange things are going to happen.. dun dun dun. I just pray that everyone I know will be safe. I don't believe in creepy full moon lore (or luck, for that matter) so people will just act weird because they can.

Okay, I guess I have to go. Turns out we're leaving like, right this minute.

French kissing involves all 34 muscles in the face. A pucker kiss involves only two.

I know right? Who would have thought French kissing could be a work out?

Learn something new every day right? True story.

I am officially on break now and couldn't be happier.

Currently, I'm wrapped up in a blanket, sipping hot chocolate and eating star cookies.

I was contemplating a nap, but thought against it.

Who naps?

Which brings me to another random story that happened yesterday..

Tuesday night I didn't get much sleep and woke up Wednesday exhausted.

Finals.. ugh

Plus it doesn't help that the guys that live below me listen to their TV like my granfather..

Max volume.

I got back to my room and wanted to nap. So I set my alarm for 12:45, just a power nap.

Turns out I didn't set my alarm

Woke up at 5:02. That is not a nap! That's like a mini coma!

I mean really, 5 hours..

Today is December 17th 2009. I looked up the "this day in history" and it turns out

today was the day that the Wright Brothers had their first successful flight in 1903

How awesome is that?

I want everyone (or anyone) who reads this blog to do me a favor and check out an acapella group called Straight No Chaser. I only have their Christmas CD but it's so good. I have an obsession with men's singing voices. I could listen to acapella for hours and not get bored.

Their Christmas Can-Can is the funniest Christmas song I've heard in awhile.

My fav Xmas song is Baby It's Cold Outside by Dean Martin.

Oh shoot, now I have to go. I must babysit my little nieces.

Adults can't dream and snore at the same time

I'm thinking of having a random fact as my title every time I blog.

It's just interesting. I didn't know that people can't snore and dream at once.

Sometimes, dreams freak me out. Seriously, I dream about weird things.

Or at least, I think I do. Does anyone actually remember their dreams?

Ha, there is one that sticks in my mind.

I believe I was about eight when I had it. I got out of bed and these little

red devil men were all over my room. But I didn't freaked out.

Instead, I punched each one in the face and they died.

Then I woke up. What does that mean?

Yeah, I don't know either.



Well, it's that time of year. You guessed it..

Finals. The original F word.

Seriously, it's like a curse word..

And when you say it, people know exactly what you're feeling.

"Hey Morgan, how's it going?"

My response? "Finals" and you give the look like.. ugh, shoot me.

And they nod and say, "Yeah I know the what you mean."

I think it's sort of funny, but wrong.



Also, it happens to be that time of year..

CHRISTMAS!

As we all know, this is my favorite of all holidays.

Our dorm room is decked out in lights and we even put

spray on snow on our windows (like we need it, at least two feet of it out there).

I can't wait to go home and see our tree and all the presents.

But that's not what it so important about Christmas.

I went to the candlelight service the other night and Pastor Ramona

brought up an interesting thought.

We all seem to forget about the original reason of Christmas.

I mean, hello? The birth of Jesus? Sort of important right?

Yeah, I think so too.



Sorry, total topic change. Must tell a story.

My roommate and I traveled to Subway the other day and it was freezing (literally) outside.

We walk in, my glasses fog over immediately. I excuse myself to the bathroom, since I must

"use the facilities."

I take off my glasses because I can not see. And I happen to be very blind without them.

I remove my gloves and I believe I see a shelf in the bathroom that I can put my gloves on.

And then my gloves disappeared! It was a magic shelf. It ate them up.
Turns out it was a garbage can and I threw my gloves in the trash. Whoops.



I have to keep this short, since I'm going to bed shortly.

There is a final presentation waiting for me at 8 AM tomorrow morning.

It ought to be interesting.

A presentation Wednesday at 8:30 AM

A presentation Thursday at 12:00

And a test Thursday, the time is undecided.

Then it's break time.



Adios dear bloggers. I will write to you when the time is right.

Which means when I get an internet connection :)



I'll be adding some bits and pieces of papers/stories I've written in the past just because I can. I have to share them with someone!

Also, I love this little poem thing I found about finals three years ago when I was a wee freshman.

Twas the night before finals,
And all through the college,
The students were praying
For last minute knowledge.
Most were quite sleepy
But none touched their beds,
While visions of essays
Danced in their heads.
Out in the taverns
,A few were still drinking,
And hoping that liquor
Would loosen their thinking.
In my own dorm room,
I had been pacing,
And dreading exams
I soon would be facing.
My roommate was speechless,
His nose in his books,
And my comments to him
Drew unfriendly looks.
I drained all the coffee,
And brewed a new pot,
No longer caring
That my nerves were all shot.
I stared at my notes
But my thoughts were all muddy
My eyes went ablur,
I just couldn't study.
"Some pizza might help,"
I thought with a shiver,
But each place that I called
Refused to deliver.
I'd nearly concluded
That life was too cruel,
With futures depending
On grades had in school.
When all of a sudden,
Our door opened wide,
And Patron Saint Put It Of
fAmbled inside.
His spirit was careless,
His manner was mellow,
He looked straight at me,
And started to bellow:
"What kind of studentWould make such a fuss
To toss back at teachers
What they tossed at us?"
"On Cliff Notes! On Crib Notes!
On Last Year's Exams!
On Wingit and Slingit,
And Last Minute Crams!"
His message delivered,
He vanished from sight,
But we heard him laughing
Outside in the night.
"Your teachers have pegged you,
So just do your best.
Happy Finals to All,
And to all a good test."

My favorite season

**I've added a Christmas picture I found online (bottom), the middle is a decoration in our yard, and the top is last year's Christmas tree. We cut down our own tree at a tree farm**

So... I've been forgetful as you can see. 

It seems as though time has just slipped from my fingers. 

It is so not my fault and don't even think of blaming me. 

I am extremely busy and I don't really have time for anything. 

True story. 

Well, it's officially November and has been for 22 days now. 

Its the start of my favorite time of year. 

Fall/Winter and Christmas!

Oh I can't express how much I love Christmas. 

The snow, the lights, the decorations, the family. 

It just seems to make everyone happier.

And I love happy people. I love people in general. 

There's just something about this time of year that's..

Magical. There is no other word to describe it. 

But first, Thanksgiving must arrive. 

That is my second favorite holiday. 

Okay, so I love any time my whole family gets together. 

But still. 

We're breaking tradition and having it at my house at Thursday.

And then Saturday is at my grandma's with the WHOLE family. 

We're having some new additions on Thursday-my sister's boyfriend's sons. 

I'm hoping everything goes okay, but meeting new people is hard 

and they're just kids. 

My favorite Turkey Day food is indeed turkey. I know, cliche right? 

Oh well, get over it. I love turkey!

Friday is a totally different day. 

Black Friday.. dun dun dun. 

I couldn't be more excited to go shopping.. 

Like I have money to shop. 

That's besides the point. 

It's still Black Friday and I must attend. 

People think I'm crazy, but oh no my friends,

You are the crazy one for not going. It's a must. 

A tradition. 

A lifestyle. 

Ok so a lifestyle was pushing it. Oh well. 

I'm still totally stoked for it. 

I'll tell you about it after the day occurs. 

That's if I remember. :/

Break starts on Wednesday. 

The longest half week of my life starts tomorrow. 

I'm pretty sure I'm having quarter-life crisis. 

I just don't care about school right now. 

Maybe that's because I don't know what my future holds

and that scares the be-jeezus out of me. 

I don't know what I'm doing or where I'm going. 

What I want to do, where I'm going to life. 

Sometimes I get so freaked out that I want to cry. 

But the I remembered that I don't cry. 

I'm becoming a business minor instead of Comm Design. 

I don't want to be a journalist, yes I'm a Print major. 

Uh.. that makes no sense. 

You see what my problem is? 

I love to write, but I don't want to be a journalist! 

BAH! 

Anyway, enough of that. 

Back to positive things. 

Like.. 

Well it seems like my arsenal of positivity is empty at the moment. 

Next time I blog, I'll add more pictures of our holiday adventures. 

Until then.. 

OOPS..
I forgot to tell you something awesome!!

So, I went on Google today.
Typed in "Where is Chuck Norris"
and clicked I'm Feeling Lucky.
Google then proceeded to tell me
Google won't search for Chuck Norris because it knows you don't find Chuck Norris, he finds you
Suggestions:
Run, before he finds you
Try a different person

HILARIOUS!

Life is just so..

Bench Poem

i sit on this bench
on a beautiful morning
the leaves fall around me
as the wind blows them from the tree
a swirling up in a frenzy, all around
they softly touch my face, gentle
soon the wind stops blowing
the leaves stop swirling
everything is still, quiet
i sit on this bench
content
alone
So, it's finally October.
Which is my all time
Favortie month.
The weather is gorgeous.
The leaves are turning beautiful colors.
It makes non-poetic people
like me
Want to sit down and write a few verses.
I was sitting on a bench
This morning
And I took out a notebook and
Wrote a poem.
It's not very good, but it's there
Up there ^
I can't write poetry.
Trust me, I've tried.
Just never quite...

Work.




Today is Monday.
Just another Manic Monday.

I wish it was Sunday.

I've been battling a cold

For the past week.

No fun at all.
Of course there are
H1N1 jokes.
"Oh you have swine flu"
Blah blah blah

I do not.

I just have an extreme cough
and I can't laugh, then I cough
So, nothing funny for me.
Which is hard.
Everything is funnier when
You can't laugh.

I'm really excited
Because I'm crochetting again.
I've sort of missed it.
I bought some baby yarn
(it's really soft)
and I'm making myself
A hat.
It's going to be white
And fluffy.
And great.
I am so stoked.

Some weird thing just happened
In my room.
I heard a little boy singing.
There are no children.
Sort of freaked out right now.

I am totally in love with Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Freaking awesome.
Bad news?
I watch it instead of doing homework.
And I'm missing two seasons
With no money to buy them.
Crapola sandwich.


I bought a new book yesterday
It's called Wings and I'm
So stoked to read it.
I seem to have a
Fasination with the supernatural.
Maybe I need help.
Or maybe I'm just really cool.
Yeah, I like number 2 also.

I have to skedadle.
I get to eat
CHOCOLATE CHIP PANCAKES!

Air Conditioners.. How about those things?!

I know, weird title
But that's what I hear right now
Is our air conditioner
So I decided to make a joke
About them.
But then I couldn't think
Of a punchline.
I know, great joke.

Today is indeed a Tuesday.
Shocking.
Yesterday was Monday.
Surprise!
It was been a very miserable
and icky two days.
Rain,
Clouds,
Blah.
Don't get me wrong.
I happen to love storms.
But THUNDERstorms.
Like spitting rain.
That dampens the bottom
Of your pants
And covers your glasses with mist.
But doesn't actually rain.
Yeah, that kind.

Currently I'm watching Dirty Dancing
And honoring the late and great
Patrick Swayze.
What a great actor he was.
I remember the first time I watched DD.
I fell in love. Instantly
And then I saw Ghost
and made plans to become
Morgan Swayze.
Sadly he was already married.

No matter how famous or popular you are,
You can still fall.
I guess I always saw
Celebrities as immortal.
Nothing could happen to them.
But they are people too, ya know?

I really love 80's movies in general.
The Breakfast Club, Pretty in Pink,
St. Elmo's Fire, 16 Candles,
Footloose, Flashdance, DD.
You name it, I like it.

Oh snap, its a really good part of the movie.
Where Baby and Johnny
are dancing in his room.
He's shirtless and yummy.
And then they DO it.
Sigh..

Well my laundry is complete
So I have to depart.
But I wanted to share some quotes
That I have collected over the past
Coupld of days that make me laugh.
Hokay:
1. "You've just inspiried a new drink: the Yummytini!" I don't remember where this is from, but it was funny.
2. "I am one seriously satisfied chick who makes men quake so much with pleasure, their packages practically need a seismograph." This was a result of a Cosmo quiz on how sexually active I am, or something like that. How good I am in bed? One of those dumb quizzes anyway.
3. "In France, the cheese is alive. You don't just stuff it in the fridge. Would you put your cat in the fridge? No, the cat is alive. As is the cheese. In America, the cheese is dead. The fridge is the morgue. It's a place to put the dead cheese." This was hilarious. From a video my class and I watched in Marketing.

My little rant

Since I have no one to share my
Little rant with,
You, my dear blog,
are the lucky winner.

Oh my God I have to get this off my chest.
Or I could possibly explode.
Due to frustration.

It seems like a ton of people
My age are getting engaged.
Is it in the water?
Like.. love juice of some sort?
Because really? This just is not FAIR

I know of so many people that are
Engaged or already MARRIED right now
Who are the exact same age as I am!

I think this is to rub it in.
Since I am currently single.
Everyone else around me
Gets to be happy!?
WTF is up with that?!!!
AH!

Dane Cook, the hilarious man that he is,
Was right about one thing.

"When you're single,
It's like there's a party going on.
And everyone else was invited.
Except for you.
And you just so happen to be
Walking by the house
In the rain. 'Meh, I wasn't invited
to this party.'
That's what that feels like. "

I feel better now.
Sort of.
To be continued..

Thursday: The fifth day of the week, following Wednesday and preceding Friday

That is the real definition of Thursday.
I looked it up.
I thought it would have something
interesting, but no.
It's just a day.
Unlike any other.
Thursday.

It's acutally my favorite day.
I don't have any classes.
Which is niiice.

There's just something about that word.
Thuuursday. It's just so..
You know.
Cool.
There is no other word like it.
You can't rhyme it with other words.
It just is.
Thursday.

I think I'm drawing a blank.
Usually I have a funny story
or random thing to talk about.
I. have. nothing.
AH!

I guess I could talk about
Money.
Even though that's not fun
But it's what is on my mind.
I hate it.
I wish we could barter like in the
Old days with seashells and goats.
"I would like to buy that shoe."
"It will cost you three conch shells please."
And you just hand him three shells and
Be on your way.

Sadly no.
That is not the way it is.
Maybe I should talk to Barack about this.
Bring it up in our daily chats.
We Skype.
It's a fun time.
Sometimes Michelle pops in to say hi.

College should be free, in my opinion.
But noooo.
Tuition here is $35,000 a year!
That's so no right.
On so many levels.

I'm moving to Canada.
Do they have free college?
No?
Damn.
Still going to Canada though.
Don't ask why.
It's a "severe" adventure
(that was for you Nicole.. haha)

I have to depart now and be a good student
A.K.A. do homework.

Something to think about:
Money can’t buy you happiness but it does bring you a more pleasant form of misery.
— Spike Milligan

Tuesday. Not as bad as Monday but still hell

Welcome to day 5.. of school.
It feels like I've been here FOREVER already.
Seriously, day 5 is like month 5.
It probably doesn't help that I've been here for about a month now.
Whatevs.

I wanted to tell this story of what I did this weekend.
Then you will see how 'small town' I really am.
So.. I went home this weekend.
To see the fam.
Turns out the 'rents have a bee infestation on the porch.
As entertainment,
I went out and killed bees with a flyswatter.
And here's the kicker-
I HAD FUN!
I loved it.
I would wait until the bees almost got the their hole and
BAM SLAP!
They were dead.
And then I would laugh.
I seriously killed bees for
about three hours each day.
I won that epic battle 107-8 (they got away.. bastards)
How small town am I???

Well, classes are kicking my ass(es?? it rhymed.. don't judge)
Let's see.. what did I do today?
Not that anyone really cares..
But IIIII do.
Acutally, yesterday was better.
I had four straight classes with no break.
Then I had four meetings.

Today I had one class
two interviews
tons of homework
and Homecoming stuff.
Then there's a concert that
I muust attend.
Ah

I actually have to peace out.
I'll leave you with food for thought.
Time is a great teacher, but unfortunately it kills all its pupils ... - Louis Hector Berlioz

College Day 2

Holy shitake mushrooms. I have officially begun my third year of college and
I about had a panic attack.

Okay, not that that is out of my system..
Classes started yesterday.
That morning, I had that jittery feeling, like "oh my god, I loove school.. I can't wait."
Well that went away quickly.
9:00 AM was Communication Design.
He read the whole damn syllabus to us. I can read, just so you know that.
I am not three years old thanks.
Oh Thomas Payne.. "T Pain"

Next class-History of Christianity.
Yeah, it's as boring as it sounds.
But there is a fun moment, about three weeks from now
I'm making a stain glass window!
I know right?
But Kit is the prof, which shouldn't be that bad.
She likes me.
I was once her advisee.
I'm going to need all the help I can get :S

Ah.. next? That would be Media Marketing and Management.
What a joy that is.
Awkward moment #1 Saul was sweating like crazy
Especially under his man boobs.
Good times.
Awkward moment #2 He has no idea how to run audio
We all (the 10 of us in the class) had to direct him
Uh.. you're the professor!
Figure it out!

Finally, the end of my day was work.
Which wasn't so bad
I cleaned..
and then I cleaned..
Oh and I cleaned.
Yup, for about 2 hours.
That's abooout it.
GOO MENSA! (aka cafeteria for non-wartburgers)

The rest of the night was filled with Ghost Hunters and Destination Truth.
I will someday marry Josh Gates
And go on awesome adventures with him
Someday we will find Big Foot together
It will be EPIC!
I can see it now. ..
*future*
Josh and I are standing side by side
His arm around my shoulder
My arm around his waist.
In his other hand holds the famous
Big Foot picture.
The furry beast is in the CIA headquarters, being investigated
Turns out he speaks English
Who would have thought?
He tells the world his story:

His father, the original Big Foot, was indeed part man, part ape.
His name was Prescott
Scott, which is what his friends called him,
fell in love with a wonderful woman named Sophia
Scott tragecially died in a fishing accident (a dam was involved)
and Sophia was devastated.
She was actually pregnant with his baby
Kyle.
Sweet, hairy, freakish baby Kyle.
After many years, he knew that the forest was his home
Just like his dad.
So when Kyle was 18, he left his precious mother and ventured
Out to the woods.

Which is where Josh and I come in, about twenty years later.
We set a trap (a nice one that doesn't hurt because I'm nice like that)
and wait...
and wait..
and wait..
for days!
Finally, success!
Kyle was trapped in our little set up
and finally!
We were famous!
Josh and I fell madly in love with one another and we all live happily ever after.
Kyle stays in a nice endangered animals sanctuary where Sophia can visit
He can be the ape/man he was meant to be.

And that is the story of our greatest discovery.
The end.


Today was a good day though.
I did nothing.
Laundry..
Lunch..
Poster Sale..
Wii..
Meeting (homecoming)..
Pancakes..
Project Runway..

The usual.

Tomorrow is indeed Friday and I am thanking God.
Yesss.


That is all. Hope you enjoyed by awesome story of Big Foot..
Ha.

Quote of the Day:
"To fly, all you have to do is jump and avoid coming down."
-T. Payne (Comm Design Man)

Moving

Ah, the blog that was lost but now found.
It seems I have forgotten about this blog, but I'm not surprised.
Sort of like a new toy, the one that I wanted so bad at Christmas. I would open it,
Play with it for about an hour, then forget about it completely.
I guess that's life.
Oh well, move on.
I am finally all moved into my new room.
I am in love. Seriously.
The main thing that I love is the window wall.
As I sit here typing, the morning sun is peeking through the blinds.
There is a beautiful view of.. N Lot.
But there are trees, so that's a plus.
Always a plus

Ha, I missed work today.
Completely by accident this time.
It's not my fault my alarm didn't go off when it was supposed to.
Or it could be..
Not that I mind or anything.

Which makes me wonder..
How many of my actions are subconscious?
Did I puposefully not set my alartm so I could miss work?
Or did I just forget..
Hmm.. Food for thought.

Do you believe that 6 degrees of seperation thing?
Well, today I do.
That girl that went missing in Cali for 18 years and showed up at the police station?
Turns out she is my roommate's aunt's best friend's niece.
I know right!
We're basically related.
When I see that story on the news now, it's personal.
Weird..
How many degrees am I away from Johnny Depp?
Hmm.. Food for thought.

This is my website of the week: http://www.newsoftheweird.com/index.html
There are so many weird stories of this website!
It keeps me occupied for hours!

My word of the day:
diktat , noun:
1. A harsh settlement unilaterally imposed on a defeated party.
2. An authoritative decree or order.

The Beginning of Nothing

Ah my first blog-oh shoot, that means my blogging virginity has been taken.
-Oh Snap-
First off, I'd like to say that I have absolutely no idea what to do on this thing. Seriously, I am very technologically challenged-not a good thing. I'm a Communication Arts major, which basically requires me to use it my entire life.

I was talking to a friend of mine this afternoon about our technology skills. I apparently said something funny:
Me -"I don't know how to run a computer. I just open it, send emails, use the internet, and write with the Word."
My friend Jake-"Wait, the word? You just sounded like my grandma!"
He laughed at me for a good five minutes, in the middle of this place called the "Info Center" and a bunch of tour groups were walking by; they see him laughing at me and I'm just standing there with a stern look in my face. Quite the experience.. not.
Anyway, back to what I was saying, which was.. Ah yes. Technology. It seems like there is something new everyday. I just learned on Tuesday [which would be yesterday] that there is a new iPod that talks to you. Don't believe me? Check it out: http://www.apple.com/ipodshuffle/
Hmm.. any other thoughts on my mind? Well, there's the economy. Ha, yeah. I pretend like I know what's going on so I can "participate" in my Politics class, but really I know nothing. Something with AIG happened and everyone's pissed. I got nothin'. But I do know that my school isn't allowing as many off campus applications because they're afraid the incoming freshman class will be down; not everyone can afford college. Like people could before. My tuition costs $35,000 a year-and rising. Insane, I know, but's that a whole other story. I did apply to live off campus and got DENIED. Slam bam thank you ma'am. "They don't forsee me living off campus" is they way they put it.
I think college should be free. I don't know how they do it in other countries, but it should happen here. I know someone from Puerto Rico who told me college is $500 a semester! How cheap is that?
Maybe I should give you some background of me:
My name is Morgan and I'm a sophomore in a small private college in northeast Iowa. I was born and raised in a small town, population 2,000. My high school was small; my graduating class was 94. Don't assume I'm some small town hick though.
I'm majoring in Communication Arts with an emphasis in Print Media, with a Communication Design minor. Sounds fun doesn't it? You don't even know the half of it :)
I'm a pretty random person, so I'm not going to explain every aspect of my life-it would take awhile. I'd get distracted and talk about other things. It'll all play out in my blog. I'm currently thinking of other things to write about besides me me me. I'm a pretty good rambler, so I can talk about anything and everything, as you can possibly tell by my veeerrry first entry!


Random Fact of the Day: The average American spends six months at red lights throughout his or her life.

In my opinion, I don't think people would get as angry about red lights if they were like this >>>

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