IBC

So, I found out that you can look at your stats as a blogger to see how many people are reading your blog per day. Well, it bumps from zero to one to zero again. And sometimes it's weird because I know I'm the only one checking my own blog, so those stats are from me! HAHAHA! But blogging isn't about being read about...or is it?
This semester was great with The Rexburg Expo: A little bit of Everything.It was a flea market type company. I did a lot of the marketing for our company. You can find some of the ol' work I did here: rexburgexpo.blogspot.com At the beginning of the semester I bought photoshop and illustrator and the whole Adobe Suite. I pretty much only learned how to use Illustrator though. It's a fun program. I'm glad I got it.
Peace and love and water.
-Brent

Just checking in

September 1st

September 1st. Huh. Just a nominal date in the calendar complex? No, not in my mind. This marks the day where I've been home from my mission for as long as I was serving my mission. 2 years! And I'll tell ya, life is grand.
I figured it needed to be a big deal for some reason, so how else to make it a bigger deal than to write it on my blog? Welcome home Elder Cline...welcome home for two years.
Badger is over and I'm selling in Utah again. More like attempting to sell, because I've been doing horribly at it. I think its an education in patience, and I don't hardly have to pay a thing for it! Just food and gas, and lodging, that's all, and heck, I even get time to read books and work out (in preparation for the tough mudder on September 17th: http://toughmudder.com/ )
Well, till we meet again, old, friendly, faithful blog.

Of mice, men, horses, badgers, floods, old friends, and new friends

So, the day before I left Provo, I get a call from Dana Verdugo. He's in Provo! I decide to take a couple hour detour from Murray to go down and eat at IN-N-OUT there in Provo with him. Dana was a young man I met on my mission. He was sitting on the fence about serving a mission, and Elder Cronk and I took him out with us a couple of times to go teaching. I guess it had a big impact on him because he remembers me and wanted to thank me. It was so so so so so good to see him!
I said my goodbyes to Gust, Ryker, and Scott (my room-mates) and headed up to Idaho, but wait! I had to take a detour through Logan for some excellent Thai food with some old friends (Daniel, Parker, and Dillon). Beautiful place! I laughed out loud with joy when I smelled the dairy. It had been a while since I had smelt the rural goodness the world has to offer. I sure do enjoy being able to see the stars at night and not hearing the constant whirr of cars!
I'm at Badger Creek again, having a great time! We've been plagued with flooding and mosquitoes this year, but the experience is so worth it! Its probably my favorite place on planet earth. I've had two OYA groups already (we won the firebird award for both, yeah yeah!) and my little sister is probably going to come up in mid-August, which I am really excited about!

PROVO CANYON!

My dreams came true! I got to go to Provo Canyon! Woot! Something about this Canyon draws me in. I've only been there thrice now, but I still love it every time! This time there were deep green foothills and looking towards the peaks up top you could still see snow-blasted trees! And the weeds aren't all huge and ugly yet either. Everything is so green, trim, and beautiful. The air was cool, great for some long-boarding adventures. It was a a tremendous way to spend Memorial day with friends. Nick's face first luge cracked me up in pieces! Sarah had a close call with a cyclist, we'll call him Bart. There were 3 lanes for walking and riding, and Bart decided to stay in the middle lane instead of merge into the lane furthest away from us. Well, Sarah, caught up to Nick and I, and went to go around us right as the cyclist was all upons. Sarah screamed, bailed, and Bart's front tire cracked the nose of her board and subsequently popped, he slammed on the breaks and, like a champ, gently laid his bike down on the byway. We were all stunned and ran to see if he was okay. He was fine, just wanted ten bucks for a new tire, and told us "you gotta stay in your lane." Well, he's right, but at the same time, he shoulda merged! Its like my dad told me once "He had the right as he sped along, but he's just as dead as if he were wrong." Or in this case: "Bart had the right as he sped along, but he's just as wrecked and with a popped tire and a slightly achy shoulder as if he were wrong." or, "He had the right as he sped along, but he shoulda switched lanes to avoid our throng" or, "He was riding his bike in Provo Canyon, and didn't use his common sense companion." or "Sorry dude for making you wreck, but you shoulda switched lanes, what the heck!" I think it was a lesson in physics for us all.
Heading back to Idaho tomorrow. Today is my last day of sales. Its kinda bitter sweet. I might come back here to Utah after Badger for three weeks before school starts. We'll see! Only time will tell, and time will tell us well.

Transitions

I called mom and dad. It was nice. Life is gooooOOOOOOOOoood, and that's life!

Planes, trains, and crankshafts

The planes: flying to Texas. The trains: waiting at the tracks (and counting the train cars, there were 45 in the last one), and crankshafts, well, they facilitate the reciprocating motion of the pistons in our car engines (maybe the trains and planes have a crankshaft too? I really don't know, but I would assume so...). Yup, cars are how we most often get around (don't forget to change your oil every 3,000 miles, rotate tires every 5,000, and change your breaks when they squeak).
Matt's wedding was phenomenal. (I was just thinking, my English teacher would be disappointed if he ever read my blog because there's so much blatancy going on, and not enough verbage. If I've got all this time to think about what I'm going to write, why make it so bland? So I'm going to try my best to overhand throw verbs into my sentences. So let me try that first sentence again:) Matt's wedding exploded phenom. Hmmm...that's not bad! Texas was humid, the irons in the hotel failed, but those were the only negative things about the whole trip. Actually, you know what, they aren't negative. They're memories! Just like the 6 hour layover in Denver (due to weather), the brown water gulf coast, the Tex Mex, the swimming pool, the cake, the music, the thrill of flight (up to 600 mph!), the toads, the wedding colors, the Richardsons, the chiropractic adjustment (this after my apprehension squirmed all inside me, but after having seen 4 successful adjustments, I judged the odds of not being paralyzed to be in my favor), the show "River Monsters," the lack of sleep, the bow-ties, the word "y'all" (as in "how y'all doin'?") the word "fixin'" (as in "we're fixin' to head" as in "we're fixin' to leave"), the rustic feel of the reception, the partition pillow in the La Quinta, the most interesting man in the world jokes, seeing my aunts, the conversations in the rental car, my little sister always getting the window seat, downloading free apps, eating too much, the whole sha-bam yards.
Work is still working. Learnin' loads!