Friday, January 7, 2011

No More Big Blue

   The BP Oil spill, was it really that bad? To environmentalists, it could be the start of the end of the world, but that’s about the only group of people it’s offending. On April 20th, 2010, the BP Oil Company innocently drilled into the depths of the Gulf of Mexico for oil. As fate would have it, that day a pipe broke just off the coast, causing a disastrous explosion that killed 11 men working on the platform, and released about 530,000 barrels of oil from the oil well. While BP attempted to place a cap over the gushing wellhead, and while it stopped the leak for awhile, the cap somehow depleted and the government named it “effectively dead.” Oil continues to leak into the ocean and cause massive amounts of damage to marine and wildlife, as well as taking a toll on the Gulf’s fishing and tour industries. The waves still carry tons of oil out to sea. 
    Obviously, since BP cannot solve the problem that they brought upon themselves due to poor planning and human error, we Americans should take problems into our own hands. Using the government/taxpayers money we can strive together to simply drain the ocean. All of them, Arctic, Atlantic, Indian, and Pacific. Just get rid of them all. This would obviously solve many more problems than it would create. Just think, more space for the divine race of human species, not to mention the new lack of natural disasters like tsunamis and the like.
    Draining the ocean would give humans more of an opportunity to spread our legs, to have more area to conquer and essentially give Manifest Destiny a whole new meaning. Since America was the country to drain the ocean, we would have first choice of all the best land. China and the UK may shortly follow suit.
    Of course all of the marine life would die, and there would be no more Whale Wars, due to the fact that they would be extinct. No need to save the polar bears, and environmentalists can give up the fight against saving weird, ugly creatures. There would be no more seafood, so no one would suffer from allergens or have to suffer that God-awful smell when it’s being cooked. Vegetarians would have to REALLY commit and only eat land-growing plants. Of course there would still be a few lakes here and there, so if people did throw a fit about not having seafood, a few Salmon hatcheries could be arranged.
    In the process of draining the ocean, millions of years of historical artifacts would be unearthed, or undrowned, if you will. Whole museums could be devoted to submarines or sunken pirate ships. Think of what Disney could do with these kinds of goodies. The Lost City of Atlantis could be discovered and used as a theme park, roller coasters and everything. That’s enough reason in itself to get rid of the huge bodies of salt water.
    There would need to be a few things considered, when people began moving out onto the ocean floor, extra caution needs to be taken when coming across reefs or crevasses. But, that’s what bridges are for, right? It would also be easier to get investigators down into the depths of the floor without hundreds of miles of ocean bursting their eardrums.
    Now, these are all wonderful things we could do with the ocean floor after it’s been drained, but there are some of us that would actually miss the big, deep blue sea. Songs have been written about the beauty of a sunset disappearing behind waves, and to see one of God’s most amazing creations taken out of our eco system would be nearly catastrophic. If oil companies like BP would stop drilling for oil in our oceans we’d all be much better off, especially those animals that have lost their homes and food sources due to the unfortunate accident of something so easily avoided like the oil spill.

Saturday, January 1, 2011

New Year, New Beginnning



So, it's the New Year, everyone! Officially 1/1/11! How crazy is that? It seems like just a few months ago we were celebrating 2010, funny thing is I can't remember what I did on that night. Probably just sat at home doing nothing like I did this year. 
But this New Years' Eve was different. I called my best friend Jamie and told him that we should video chat when the clock struck midnight so we could bring in the New Year. Well, it ended up being Jamie, Tyler and myself connected to me by a laptop that we celebrated the beginning of 2011. I love talking to these guys, and I am so thrilled to be going to UO next year and getting to spend time with them. We're good friends now, but we have the chance to become besties. For that I am excited.

Taking a look back, 2010 was a pretty good year. I mean, it had it's ups and downs just like every year. Academically it was tougher than years past, relationships wise, it kinda sucked. Theater was wonderful in 2010, I was lucky enough to be cast as Sally in Charlie Brown, and I got a whole lot closer to one of my very good friends, Oliver Mayes. I got my first big job at the Black Rock Country Club working as a counselor/receptionist. I met wonderful, amazing people, some people that I wish I did not meet. But so it goes everywhere right? I met Megan in Coeur D' Alene, we're great pen pals now. She's someone that I hope to keep as a good friend for a very long time. 
All in all, looking at the people I met and the new things I got to do, 2010 was a great year. I want to make 2011 even better. 
Cheers

Monday, December 27, 2010

Just For The Fun of It

Christmas was great this year. I got to see all of my family that I haven't seen in a while and meet some new family members as well. I will cherish the commemorating William and Kate's engagement mug forever. You know how I love to honor The Royal Family in any way I can!
I unfortunately keep missing the post. The mail man has come and gone by the time I remember that I still need to get a few things into the mail. I wanted my best friend to have her present by Christmas, but sadly that is not the case. Well, she'll still get it, it'll just be a bit late.
I'm sad that I haven't had anything particularly fabulous happen so that I may write about it.
Well, here's hoping for some interesting happenings so that I may do so!

Saturday, December 18, 2010

The Story of Saint Cupcake



The story of Saint Cupcake is not widely known. But those who remember it savor the tale like the aroma of warm cinnamon rolls on a crisp Fall day.

She was known as “the Baker’s Daughter” in the quiet Northern town where she lived. Not a morning passed without the sight of the young woman, standing outside her shop in a cloud of flour, passing out freshly baked cookies to children on their way to school. Her Holiday Pie Parade had local families dancing in the streets. Her monthly Muffin Brigade delivered sweet comfort to the less fortunate.

Over the years, the generosity of the Baker’s Daughter grew, as did her connection to the townspeople she served. Heartbroken souls found closure after tasting her bittersweet chocolate cookies. Anxious folk were soothed by her calming fruit cobbler. Listless laborers gathered strength from her eye-opening coffeecakes.

But the icing on the cake occurred when a young girl, long considered the town mute, was offered a pumpkin-spice cupcake by the Baker’s Daughter. The entire town gasped as she took several bites, grinned widely and uttered her very first word: “Sweet!”

It is said that this single event transformed a humble baker’s daughter into Saint Cupcake, the Patron Saint of Sweet. Today, devoted followers claim that she continues to work miracles in this very bakery. Here you will find that there still is plenty of goodness to go around. 

Friday, December 17, 2010

Drag Queens, Cupcakes and The Nutcracker

I've been begging my mother to take me to The Nutcracker again for the past 3 years now. She doesn't like it because the last time we saw it at the Keller, she thought it was extremely dark and it ruined her ideas of what The Nutcracker should be. Anyway, I convinced her to take me this year, and we were both pretty excited to see it, and judge whether or not it had gotten better or worse.
My dad was nice enough to get us a coupon to the restaurant, Oasisba, so we could have dinner beforehand. He'd never been there or heard of the restaurant, but a deal is a deal, right?
So, my mom and I get to Oasisba and get placed at a table by a waitress that seems to be quite overdressed. She was wearing something I might have seen at Winter Formal and high heels that could easily break some ankles. My mom and I looked at each other across the table and had a simultaneous telepathy moment where we were both thinking the exact same thing. We could not tell if this was simply a very ugly woman, or a man in drag. I guess we wouldn't know until he/she spoke. Soon enough, the deepest voice I've ever heard read us the specials. Yep, our waitress was a drag queen.
I also noticed that there was a stage toward the front of the restaurant, and I thought that maybe bands came and played on Friday and Saturday nights. I was seriously mistaken. Loud music came on while mom and I were innocently enjoying our fresh wrap spring rolls, and our waitress got up on stage and began lip syncing, "Get Happy,"that easily almost ruined Judy Garland for me. He also did some sort of strange choreography bit that incorporated a lot of jazz hands. Needless to say, mom and I were quite entertained before we even got to the ballet.
After our special "experience" at Oasisba, mom and I went to a cupcake shop down the street. It's called Saint Cupcake, and if you've never heard the story of Saint Cupcake, stay tuned, because I will make sure you know her legacy. Anyway, I got myself the best chocolate cupcake perhaps ever made. The frosting was AMAZING. It tasted like a chocolate bar in mousse form, and I don't normally like frosting at all, so this magical frosting definitely gave me a new appreciation.
Mom and I finally got to The Nutcracker, and it was truly fantastic. It was funnier than I remember it being in previous years, the costumes were better and it wasn't as dark. My favorite part is always when it starts to snow onstage. It's so beautiful, and pretty soon the ballerinas who dance as snowflakes are swirling it around the stage. My favorite dance part is the dance of the flowers and Dewdrop. Their costumes are so lovely, and they're all so graceful. Clara is one lucky girl to have a Nutcracker Prince to take her to the land of Winter.
Well, that's pretty much it for now. I'm going to take some fun photos with my friend Alayna this Sunday, so that'll be super fun! Night Night :)

Sunday, December 12, 2010

The Silly Times

I have given people the wrong impression of me many a time, but tonight seemed to have blown the rest out of the water.
"So if you're Norwegian, does that mean you're from...Norwegia?"
"No. I'm from Norway."
That's right, Hali. You know Norwegians are from Norway, but you had to play it cool.

On the bright side, I did get to see my friend Ted today at the MHCC Jazz contest. I was so upset because I told him I'd bring him a Carmelizer from Dutch Bros. Delicious, but totally out of my way. I was already running late and of course I'd hit every red light on my way to the high school. But it was 100% worth it because I got to see one of my favorite people ever. Gosh, I forgot how crowded those things are. It was pretty fun though, I met some cool new people and I got to see one of my best friends. Ted is about a million feet taller than I am. When we talk I physically have to tilt my head upwards in order to look him in the eye. I hope to go with him to David Douglas's Winter Formal this year.

Amelia and I got to spend some time together as well today. We always have so much fun when we're together, and we can talk about anything. Tonight, when we were coming back to our friend, Ivan's house, Amelia parked in his driveway and it was pretty dark out. Our friend Tyler was with us as well, and we walked up to the front door. Amelia pushed on the door and realized it was locked. Which was strange because he knew that we were coming right back. Well, Amelia was in the middle of taking off her boots on the doorstep because they were all muddy and this Asian lady opens the door real slowly and peers at us through the screen. Obviously, we had the wrong house. Because this woman was not Ivan. Nor Ivan's mother. We obviously had no idea what to say, so Amelia just said, "Sorry, wrong house." At this point, Tyler was running across the lady's yard onto Ivan's actual property. We had surprised some unknowing neighbors. BOTH HOUSES LOOK EXACTLY THE SAME. During this time Amelia is screaming at me, "Get in the car, Hali. Get in the car!" So, I get in the car, and Amelia drives us to Ivan's driveway. This whole ordeal had me in hysterics, I was laughing so hard, and Amelia and I were both so embarrassed, it definitely made a fantastic ending to an eventful day.