Showing posts with label basketball. Show all posts
Showing posts with label basketball. Show all posts

Saturday, March 12, 2011

JIMMER!!!

I was listening to the news, and I completely agree: that was one of those games you want to be able to say, "I was there," about. I am going to laminate that ticket.

So, in case you're way behind on the times, Jimmer broke the Cougars' all-time career points record today in his 52 point game against the New Mexico Lobos. Also worth noting: he did it having only one free-throw attempt, which was his fiftieth point. Jackson Emery also added 5 more steals to his record, bringing him within 5 of the Mountain West Conference steals record.

My cape garnered attention, as usual, and brought many smiles. I wonder... no, my Jimmer cape still only shows up on Google because of this blog. But... maybe it will be there some day.

Ok, so, I'm looking forward to tomorrow's game. Time to get some sleep.

Friday, March 11, 2011

Mega-Glamorous-Mindblowingly Grand!

So, I'm currently in the "Marquee Suite" at the MGM Grand Hotel in Las Vegas, having just gotten out of a bath in my jacuzzi tub and am now sitting in my so-fluffy-I'm-gonna-die complimentary robe, connected to my free wireless internet, readying myself for sleep this night. We were upgraded upon arrival from the (already free) "Queen Suite," probably due to overbooking or our request for non-smoking. Additionally, I get to go see our Women's basketball team beat Utah tomorrow using my also free tickets. This is the life. I'll tell you more later. Hope all's well wherever you are, and don't get hurt by the tsunami.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Jimmer

I made a Jimmer cape! It was awesome!

On a related note, I don't really know why I post things like that here, because it seems like anything anyone ever reads here I already tell (as in anything I want to post I've already told anyone who cares about me enough to read). On yet another related note, I do hope those who read these do care about me, and aren't just checking in hoping I've died.

And, Jimmer.

I got back two test this week, one of which I got a 98 on and another which was my first 100% this semester. That made me happy. And I got to grade my first CS 236 test this week. I think I'm grading fairly, the other TAs agree. But now I'm to sleeping.

Finally, Jimmer.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Bored at work

Done with the homework I brought for today, done with any possible grading, no one asking for help, I sit here, searching the intertubes for something to occupy my time. And I found it: Jimmered on Facebook. It was a rather amazing read, though some o fit was more hurtful than helpful. I personally have no problem with people not being into sports of Jimmer or whatever, but I don't appreciate being told I'm wasting my life, committing idol worship, screaming my brains out. She may have been harassed by some over-zealous fans, but she over-generalizes and stereotypes, so I really don't think it was too much a punishment for the slew of Facebook posts to have been made. In the end, one delete got rid of all the comments. I just hope that the Cougarboard people start leaving her alone, as she doesn't deserve more than she already got.

P.S. Go Jimmer.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

So, I clicked new post, and then I thought of toast

Yeah, it's kinda late, but tomorrow's Saturday, so I'll only lose as much sleep as I do any other day.

I'm realizing I haven't made a normal post this week. Just Sunday's, but that's my spiritual stuff. So, here's a quick update:

Nothing happened this week. And I lost the game.

But I'm excited for the basketball game tomorrow!

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Super Flirt

So, in some circles, I'm rather known for being amazingly flirtacious. I felt like sharing some of what I consider my better "flirts", in hopes that you will enjoy. This may become a minor theme of my blog, btw. Let me know what you think. In all cases, subjects' names are replaced with Mary, for privacy.

Mary: Oh, no, that's not my name.
Nick: Oh, you know what? That's someone from back home you really remind me of.
Mary: Oh, well, did you like her?
Nick: Well, I got to take her to a dance; will i get the same pleasure with you?
(later, at the end of ward prayer)
Nick: Hey, why don't you stick around so I can flirt with you some more?

Mary: Well, I just gave up, so I'm leaving boys up to the Lord.
Nick: Oh, so I should file my resumé with Him?

Ok, I'll stop there for the night. If enough of y'all like this, I'll keep adding more. If this offends you, I guess I'll stop it. So, until next time, happy flirting!

P.S. Men's and Women's Basketball won again tonight! Go Cougars!

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Waiting for the worms

So, today's been a little bit of madness. But it's all ok, because the game last night was AWESOME!!!!!!!! (eight exclamation points, in case you don't want to count (I had to recount)). But, yeah, I'm glad no one bothers to kick people out of the Clyde, otherwise I'd be in trouble. Well, not really. I'd just be walking home and my brother would be in trouble. Speaking of, he'll be in trouble if he doesn't get back soon. I want out of here! But it's ok, because the game was worth it. So worth it. Except I do need sleep for my concert tomorrow... I forgot about that. Stupid sleeping and its being necessary.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Wordiness and other small things

So, I realized something the other day: when I get tired, I get wordy. At least, I do when writing. Usually, my writing is rather like unto my normal speaking voice. But when I get tired, I tend to write in more of the large words that I have grown accustomed to removing from daily speech because of years of being misunderstood (no offense to you, I just had some dumb friends growing up). So, yeah, that's what I was going to say about that.

Also, I'm kinda upset that the lining up system for the SDSU game was so improvised. I would have liked a seat, but it feels rather unlikely at this point. And, by rather unlikely, I mean it would take a bit of a miracle. Maybe thirty people falling down the stairs at the same time or something. I don't hope that happens. But I do hope something else happens. That, preferably, doesn't leave anyone seriously maimed.

In conclusion, I was seriously let down today when someone else in my apartment received a piece of mail in a regular letter envelope, since it's been a month now since last hearing from a certain special someone. Well.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

I don't know what to blog about today.

I went to another women's basketball victory. That was fun. And I did a little homework, but not enough. I also got to go to Sparks for the first time (just for drinks (No, not that kind! (They don't even serve that kind.))), which was nice. And "winning" (because people gave up) curses was satisfying.

But... I feel like something's missing. I don't know what. I think I just need to leave my mind for a little while and just let the little men sort out the problem. Sleep...

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Happiness is...

So, I had a pretty good day. It all started when I woke up, because that meant the assassins had failed yet again.

Devotional was great, TAing is great, I got to catch the last of the men's basketball game, and got a high-five from one of the women's soccer players without even asking or anything! But, most especially, I loved being with the BYU Men's Chorus at retreat. Honestly, it always seems to go by too quickly. We're there for four hours, but I never notice the time. And the way those men can sing really brings the spirit and a feeling of belonging and comfort.

So today, happiness is.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Writers' Block

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I don't actually have writers' block, I just thought that might be mildly entertaining. And since the majority of what appears in my posts is likely to only be mildly entertaining, I deemed it worthy of inclusion. Stop reading my blog if you disagree. Except don't, because then I'll cry. No, I won't. Well, I will, but not because you stopped following my blog. And probably not shortly thereafter or anything. It's just probable that I will cry at some point following the event of you ending your period of following my blog. Which, if ended now, would be rather short

So, I've been feeling pretty random today. Though I didn't do much. I did get a lot of homework done, but that's pretty much all. I need to do something epic! Like climb a mountain or score another basket on the Marriot Center court, or... I should start a band. Except I shouldn't, because I don't have time. Oh well, I'll be epic next year.

Edit: Man, I hate this game! Stupid HTML messing up my awesome-sauce ASCII block of the writers. Ruining. All. Life. Everywhere. Do you have any idea how long that block took? No, you don't. But that's ok. Though I wish I could have gotten it to line up better... but I'm done messing with it.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

F!R5T P05T

So, I just heard I had a follower. I haven't even posted anything. That's cool.

Yeah, I'm Nick, and a lot of my friends have blogs, and they've been asking if I had one, and I didn't and I didn't really think I'd get one, but I might as well try it out, eh? I have no idea if this will ever follow a theme of any sort, but maybe it'll entertain me for a few days.

Honestly, I decided to start this just by flipping a coin. It came up heads, so I logged on and started blogging. Perhaps not the best method of choice, but it works, neh? (P.S. That "neh" is something I picked up from battle school.)

I went to the women's basketball game versus the U of U today. We kicked serious trash. And, afterwards, we, the members of BYU's Blue Crew, had a little pizza party with the team members. It was rather fantastic. I enjoyed it, at least.

Oh, by the way, if you care about me enough to actually follow my blog, I also recommend checking out my pictures on facebook. I don't post super often, but they're usually pretty high quality. Just sayin'.

Well, at this point, I'm already out of things to say. Perhaps I'll get better at this as time goes on. We'll see. Until next time, parakeet.