Away We Go

Children! Kids! Teens! Younglings! Wisacres! (I don't know why that last one, it just sounded fun.)

You havehavehaveHAVE to go see Away We Go.

(WARNING: There is a possibility of me sounding like a dueche in the following lines of praise.)

It is so...real. This movie. The Real Deal. It's about a couple who travels across the country in search for the right place to raise their child. They decide they want to be near friends and/or family, so they visit their scattered aquaintences.

First, I wanna say what a great pair John Krasinski and Maya Rudolph are. I was kinda skeptical at first. I mean, "Big Tuna" and that girl from SNL? But they had this amazing connection. One that you don't see in movies very often. You can just look at them on screen and know they're in love.

Dear Sam Mendes,
You did great. You told a story that wasn't the most depressing thing I've ever heard (see: Revolutionary Road, American Beauty). You told a story of love and you did it with caution and care. Thank you sir, for bringing this film about (ok, I hope I'm done sounding deuchey now).

Look, sweet todlers, I don't wanna say much more because I don't wanna take away from your experience with this movie. Just know that it is heartfelt and crazy and lovely and heartwrenching and hilarious and sweet and about 30 other things that I could but won't go into right now.

For your consideration: Away We Go

Meh

Is it just me or is this season of So You Think You Can Dance? unimpressive?
It was building to be an amazing season, right? Am I nuts?

Maybe it's the dancers. Seriously, if Askuh does not get kicked off tonight I will be royally TO'd. Nigel, saying someone is sexy does NOT make it happen. Same goes for dancing. Vitollio is a mess too. Go home and cry, don't do it on national television. And we don't care if you've become emotionally attatched to your partner if you don't kick ass out on that linolium stage! Oh, and there hasn't been a solo in three weeks that wow-ed me.

Maybe it's the choreographers. They seem to be trying out different choreographers each week for the variety of styles. But all hip hop can't be Napolean and Tabitha "emo hip hip". I feel Shane Sparks creates more interesting routines when he uses his more hard hitting choreography.

Mia is always great though. So is Wade. Why aren't they on every week?

Anyway, I'm overjoyed that Askuh is gone. The sexy-less latin ballroom dancing asian is gone. Yeah, that is slightly racist, but I just didn't think she was that talented. Anyway, rant over.

Sr. Doug

My Dad is pretty awesome. He is always supportive of my crazy decisions and helps me figure out problems both mental and financial. Even though he is older, he is still dancing his hiney off and lifting girls over his head. He's the shiz. I'm proud to call him Dad.

Happy Father's Day, pops.

Tweet

Any of you so desire to know what's going on with me on a more immediate basis? Well, kids, i 'twitter' now. After months of hearing about it, I gave in and am giving it a try. Don't know how long it will last but here you are. Enjoy chillens.

Down

When I'm down in the dumps, I turn to some of my favorite songwriters to ease the sad (and partly cause I like to know that other people have lived through worse hardships than I am currently enduring). Anyway.

This week has been, for lack of a more interesting word, rough. ROOOOOUUUUUGGGGHHH! Physically, I have been on Utah time for about a week. So when I have to wake up at 5 to go to work, it has been waking up at 3. Had a Power Ranger assessment which yeilded an aching body for the next three days. And, of course, hanging out with Slim is not a casual stroll. It's like wrapping your muscles in tape and trying to flex, all the while, swinging twenty pounds of steel attatched to your legs down the street for a 30 minute parade.

People keep getting engaged. All the days, someone new comes in to work with a gold band on their third phillange. It's kinda psychin' me out. But, I've already told you about that.

So when this aura decends upon me I turn to my muscially inclined friends. For this session, I have not had my full artillery of music (since the death of my Lorelai, my first iPod) which was unfortunate. I'd like to thank Coldplay, though, for aiding my crusade out of the afformentioned dumps. They are the authors of my song of the week. It is located in my playlist on the right, along with some other mellow-yellow songs (don't be scared of Johnny Cash). Listen and read the lyrics below if you'd like.

WARNING SIGN

A warning sign,
I missed the good part then I realized,
I started looking and the bubble burst.
I started looking for excuses.

Come on in,
I've gotta tell you what a state I'm in,
I've gotta tell you in my loudest tones,
That I started looking for a warning sign.

When the truth is,
I miss you.
Yeah the truth is,
That I miss you so.

A warning sign,
You came back to haunt me and I realized,
she was an island and I passed you by,
You were an island to discover.

Come on in,
I've gotta tell you what state I'm in,
I've gotta tell you in my loudest tones,
That I started looking for a warning sign.

When the truth is,
I miss you.
Yeah the truth is,
That I miss you so.

And I'm tired,
I should not have let you go.

So I crawl back into your open arms.
Yes, I crawl back into your open arms.
And I crawl back into your open arms.
Yes, I crawl back into your open arms...

Propose This

Ok. Guys, can you put the rings down for a minute? I mean, it's great that you found the "love of your life" or at least who you think is. However, that does not mean you need to propose right now.

Damn Beyonce. Damn her for putting this idea in people's heads. If you like it then you shoulda put a ring on it. Just because you like it, does NOT mean you NEED to put a ring on it. You can take some time to make sure this is the right move for you. Make sure you really know your paramore. You don't wanna get 3 months into your marriage before you find out their 'but...'. Exampe: "She's so funny, but she sings everything she does." Here's another: "He's such a sweet guy, but his favorite movie is League of Extrodinary Gentlemen." One more? "She is really cute, but she is apart of some strange lady mafia"

If people in my life could just stop getting married, just for a little while, I'd be very grateful. Those who already are, you are welcome to stay engaged, get married, and live long happy lives. I really am happy for you. Just no more please. Thank you and goodnight.

Bloodbath in Vegas

Vegas week on So You Think You Can Dance? was a bloodbath. Alot of my favorite dancers from the auditions were cut. It's terrible. My love, Natalie Reid, got cut on Sonja's dance. How?

Dear Natalie,

Please come back and audition next season. I want to see you again. You are an amazing dancer and you're pretty hot. Please, please, audition again!

Here's What I Did on My 11 Day Vacation...

Since it's my last day, I figure I'll give you the scoop of my trip.

But before I commence the fill-in-the-blank session, I'm gonna pause for a moment to say something. There is always a need for me to be cautious of what I say on my blog, because alot of people who read this are easily offended. I have had to learn to edit myself and what I say. I suppose this new talent is a good thing, but it's also constricting. I'm kinda jealous of Julie, in a sense, because (at least it appears) she can speak without fear of retribution. (Again, it would appear) Bry seems to have this luxury as well. If i'm wrong let me know, but I wish I could do that.

Back to the purpose. The trip has been really great. Went to an ex, Serena's, wedding my first night in. It was great to see her again and on her wedding night even. It was so weird, but I am so happy for her. I think her new spouse knew a little of the Casey-Serena history, because he glared at me all night. If I went out of his leering view, he moved to talk to some other well-wisher so he could continue giving me the stink eye. I'm glad I went with my friend, Amy, casue we just grooved to Serena's handpicked wedding playlist, which consisted of nearly every dance club song of the past three years. Finally, instead of rice, all the guest blew bubbles as the drove off in their lamely undecorated Mazda to start their new life. And closure was recieved.



I got to hang out with some old friends that I haven't seen in about two years. Trevor got off his mission and is the same, but different. It's pretty cool; He grew into himself. Which, I get the impression, is not what he feels toward me. It was great to hang with him though. Also, soon to be married Julie Garbutt. I mean, we've stayed in contact, but we haven't really hung out in quite a while. It was a blast to hang with both of them again. I met her gonna-be husband, Andy, as we all relaxed in Julie's rumpus room (not a euphimism). He's pretty awesome. Some odd combination of people I know, which is a good thing.

I went to see a rehersal of the "Singin' in the Rain", at my old stomping grounds, the Hale Center Theater. It was a mess. Nothing was as it should be a four days before a show opens. Sloppy. But they figured out how to make it rain, which is pretty cool.



Had to get a wisdom tooth removed, seeing as my gums were at the beginning stages of infection. I've told you a little bit of it. What I didn't tell you is that the two following mornings, I woke up at 6 in the morning because I was in such pain. The dentist, in order to remove said tooth, could not find an instrument that could fit around the massive tricuspid, so he twisted and turned it and ended up yanking it out but the root. Yes, it was UPSIDE DOWN before he could rip it from the soft tissue.

Lastly, I get to perform in the Big Show. It's the end of year recital held by my grandma's dance studio. I learned six of the dances by video to be ready for the performance. Lemme tell you, learning dances by video in two days is haaarrrrd. But it's been a while since I really danced and it's nice to do once in a while.

Anyway, that's been my trip thus far. Thoughts?