Every Monday I post a “Pleasant Event” that I’ve enjoyed doing during the week. This week, in the end I’m not sure I really “enjoyed” this experience because it was really long and incredibly boring. But…I did it so I am going to report it to you anyway because it still counts.
This was number 88 on the list. This might not sound like all that much fun, but it is important that regular people attend government meetings at least occasionally. Otherwise we leave all the decision making up to nut jobs and ego maniacs.
Now, I probably could have selected an easier, less time consuming meeting to attend, but I decided for this blog I would GO BIG. So…I was nominated by my neighbors to be our delegate and to attend the Republican County Convention. The convention is where the decision is made as to which candidates will be the ballot for the general population this fall. Jealous much? I’m pretty much sexy and I know it.
Prior to the convention day, I must admit I did enjoy watching the candidates work (hard) to convince me to vote their way. They carefully listened to what I had to say. I grew up as the youngest child with five older brothers. No one ever listened or cared what I said, so this was a real treat.
On convention day, I was eager to vote. I thought I would march right in there and cast my ballot. Little did I know that I was in for the A to Z of electoral processes. It’s an all-day meeting. I knew that beforehand, but until you actually experience being at an all-day political convention, you won’t realize how long the meeting lasts. Plan on being there for the rest of your life.
I was irritated at how many meeting delays there were when crazy cat-ladies and pot-stirring weirdo’s tried to oppose everything under the sun. There were 1500 delegates there and there had to be a majority vote to do anything. The ridiculous delays and incessant voting about ridiculous procedural nuances put us an hour behind schedule.
And then there were the audio problems.
You can see from the size of this group that it was a large room with reverberation issues. The masses seemed very displeased and had no problem airing their grievances. It actually felt a lot like Festivus. I thought I might die at this point. This was already supposed to be an all-day meeting. I really didn’t want it to turn into a weekend deal thanks to all the political crazies who somehow got nominated and elected to this position.
Next time you are invited to attend your neighborhood caucus meeting, please go. Take your well-put-together thought processes and elect a SANE person to represent your neighborhood.
I got really bored adoring all the speeches and lame updates from the Republican party. Instead of listening I decided to chase down high-profile politicians and get them to pose with me for a picture. I had good success doing this.

Me and Utah's Governor Gary Herbert.

Here's me and my old buddy Orrin Hatch. I think he looks as bored as I felt in the photo

And then I found Utah Congressman darling Jason Chaffetz.

Here's me and Salt Lake County Candidate Mike Winder. I usually don't give political opinion on my blog, but if you live on the west side, you'd be CRAZY not to vote for him.
After Star Tour 2012 I came back to my crew which consisted of my old buddy Chip and my sister-in-law Tammy.
They did a good job of keeping me there. I think I did a good job of entertaining them mainly with inappropriate comments.
I enjoyed the company I kept almost as much as the food I ate. I know using food for entertainment goes against everything I learned at Weight Watchers, but honestly, I wasn’t sure how long I would be there. It seemed like a life sentence at the time and all I had was food to live for.
Chip bought these Nachos for us to share since I mentioned I was craving 7-11 Nachos.

Delicious!
We did the best we could and got these from the on-site concession stand. There were no Jalapenos, but I have to say they were pretty good. We also ate a bunch of candy provided by the candidates. It wasn’t worth it. We felt like crap afterward.
After what seemed like many hours, because it was many hours, we had finally elected several candidates to be on the ballot this fall. So you’re welcome. As a surprise bonus most the candidates I preferred won their races.
If you try number 88 on the list, I’d pick a regular City Council meeting or something you could leave when you got bored. Just a thought.
So I’m Not A Dreamer
Here's me and some of my closest friends, the friends I made my first year in college. We met up for a reunion tour of good old Snow College.
It’s true. I’ve never been a dreamer. I’ve always been a practical person. Since I was a child making decisions has been a long process. I always thought a long way off into the future and thought, “how will this affect me?”
When I was a child while others were developing talents like playing the piano or singing like an angel, being academically gifted or learning back handsprings, my only talent was practicality. As a child practicality isn’t a “fun” talent or one that you can really perform. As an adult, I’ve really come to appreciate it.
With that background, I’ll share this article I recently read in the Wall Street Journal. I know I sound really smart when I say I read stuff in the Wall Street Journal. I’m actually NOT smart enough to enjoy reading the WSJ on a regular basis, but…I WAS smart enough to pick a man who DOES. He makes recommendations about specific articles he thinks I’d enjoy. I read those and sound smart talking about them. How’s that for practicality?
This article is themed around graduation. It’s that time of year. The article is 10 Things Your Commencement Speaker Won’t Tell You.
I thought the whole article was brilliant. Now, I am not a dreamer. This article might just kill your dreams, so know that before you begin reading. But, if you want a practical, real, happy life, the following the advice might go a long way to leading you down that path. Click now to read (it’s quick).
Here’s my favorite parts. (I skipped the paragraphs that didn’t speak to me)
1. Friendship and human contact IS important. I sure hope this is true, because I’m fairly certain I came pretty close to failing most of my hard classes my first two years in college. But…I had a LOT of FUN. I always thought that should count for something. The people I spent my first two years in college with are STILL some of my dearest friends.
In the long run, I still graduated from college despite my terrible grades the first two years. I don’t spend a lot of time these days regretting my bad grades. I do however spend a lot of time on the phone with my dear friends.
2. Authoring this blog has been an adventure in frustration, self-doubt, failure and some success. It’s nice to know that failure and frustration is a part of life and in the end a part of success. It gives me a reason to keep writing even if I’m fairly certain that my only regular readers are my mom and Aunt Tammy.
4. I told you earlier that I was a practical person from a very early age. I identified my weaknesses as a child and always looked for a person smarter than me with opposite strengths. Enter Steve Sokol. My life has been a breeze ever since I met him. I highly recommend this to anyone seeking a person to marry.
5. What? Just enjoy yourself a bit more? Yeah, I can get behind that.
7. Parents coddling their kids well into their mid-20’s or 30’s is a bad idea. It doesn’t make for strong adults. Kids should fly to coop as soon as they are able. It’s what nature intended.
9. I have been living my life for the last three weeks in a REALLY high stress way. I don’t like it but it’s easy to do if you’re not conscious of it. In the end, none of my high stress items mean anything if I get hit by a bus tomorrow. Today I slowed things down. I played cats with my four-year-old in the front yard for a half hour. I believe she would remember that for a long time if I got hit by a bus tomorrow. It’s moments that matter most.
10. This is my favorite paragraph. Maybe it’s because my talents have never been all that extraordinary when compared to the talents of some of my friends. But as a person, I think I’ve put in a pretty SOLID performance. Being great IS over-rated. Too much pressure. Shoot for solid.
So there you have it. It’s not magic and rainbows, but it’s a good way to live.