The Mrs. has gone to Mexico so here I sit watching the Olympics. I love the Olympics. I forgot how much I love them. I love them.
Anyway, school starts exactly three weeks from today. I’m ready.
I just saw a commercial for a movie called Wreck it Ralph. How do people come up with stuff so dumb?
What I really like is the song they (and by “they” I mean some people
at NBC) play every time they show the women’s gymnastics team. It’s
called “Home” by some American Idol guy.
My biggest fear in teaching is to stand up in front of my students
with my zipper down. That would be not good. But I know that it’s
inevitable. I can only hope they (and by “they” I mean my students)
don’t laugh too hard.
I just saw a trailer for The Odd Life of Timothy Green. Where do people come up with this stuff?
I'm to “Home” again. It’s good. It reminds me of the types of songs
I would listen to at PDC’s house with him and Lane while Frandsen
flirted with the girls.
I just saw a commercial from the Republican National Committee about
the faults of Barack Obama. I still don’t know for whom I’m going to
vote. I think I’ll write in somebody like I did last time. I’m
thinking Jared Wright would be a good option.
I actually like some of these commercials during the Olympics. Since
when did commercials actually become worth watching? One about
greatness by Nike. I liked that one.
I should just let you know, I’m not a Michael Phelps fan.
I just saw another movie trailer: Hotel Transylvania. Are you kidding me?
If I get to heaven, I’m just going to go around meeting people. Five
that I’m going to find on my first day (if they’re there and if I'm
- Arthur Ashe
- Winston Churchill
- George Washington
- Joan of Arc
- Oliver Cowdery
And it’s 12:45 a.m. My DVR of the Olympics is finished. Bed where are you?
Monday, July 23, 2012
The Mrs. and my sister Karen are currently watching the last episode of this season’s “The Bachelorette” (however you spell it). I am not. Regrettably, Holden is also watching, which makes me want to throw up. I bet my brother Spencer also watched, which is even more disgusting.
- I’m Andrew Wright and I’m a Mormon.
Oh well. Life goes on.
Here’s what you need to know for this week:
- I got in a car wreck last Tuesday. Yep, it was a real doosy (I don’t know how to spell that word either). I got five staples in my head, a completely ruined car, lots of brownies and cookies, lots of burns on my arms from the airbag (which, according to the Utah Highway Patrol person, saved my life, not the burns, the airbag), a concussion (from hitting my head on the windshield because I was, as the people say, “unrestrained”), a cut on my knee, my first ct scan, and several different medications.
- I’m almost excited for the Olympics. If I hear the theme song a few more times, I think I might get there.
- I think holidays in July are way overrated. How am I supposed to celebrate anything when I’m about to die from heat stroke?
- The Mrs. says I’m arrogant and that I’m too weak to have been a pioneer. I humbly disagree.
- Deep, deep, deep down, I kind of want USA basketball to lose. Wouldn’t that be funny?
- I would just like the world to know that just because Mitt Romney is a Mormon it doesn’t automatically make him a good president. (The opposite, of course, is also probably true. As to which opposite, that’s for you to decide.)
- New movies to hit the “Wright’s Recommendation List”
- Dan in Real Life
- That Thing You Do
- Blood Diamond (edited of course)
- The Mrs. has finally come to the point where she no longer hates Goshen. In her words, “I don’t like it, but I don’t hate it either.” Such progress.
- Ichiro just got traded to the Yankees. I hate my life.
Monday, July 16, 2012
I’m currently reading a book by Jim Abbott. It’s really good. Reading it made me think of what I want to be when I grow up.
10 Things I want to be when I grow up:
- A writer. Preferably of short stories, maybe a few poems here and there. And two novels.
- A college soccer coach. Small college, somewhere back East.
- A major league baseball pitcher. Starting pitcher for the Atlanta Braves is what I’d like, but I think I’d settle for the Tigers or Royals.
- A gentleman. You know, like Gregory Peck in To Kill a Mockingbird.
- One of those guys with the deep voices who announces movie titles on movie trailers.
- A high school history teacher. Maybe in Utah County.
- A resident of England . . . or Scotland . . . or Wales. I’d settle for any of those three places.
- An actor in the musical Les Miserables. Actually, I wouldn’t even mind being a janitor on the stage where Les Miserables takes place. Basically, just associated with that musical in some way would be fine.
- An advisor to some big-wig politician. Preferably at a national level.
- A stocker in a grocery store. Any grocery store would be okay as long it isn’t one of those health food stores.