To all people who enjoy walking with their dogs off-leash in Parley's Gully--
It's crunch time. Those who want Parley's inaccessible to dogs are working hard to make it so, and we need to work just as hard for our rights. We're asking all of you to email your City Council Representative, and to forward this to anybody you know who also feels that dogs should be allowed off-leash in Parley's Gully.
THE ISSUE SO FAR
The City Council has put together a small group to discuss a compromise between those who want no dogs in Parley's Gully, those who want dogs off-leash throughout the park, and those who fall somewhere in the middle. While we are hopeful of a positive outcome, it's difficult to envision a positive scenario that makes all sides happy.
This could result in a standoff between sides, and a decision by the City Council to ban dogs from Parley's.
Read below to find out a few ways you can help.
1. EMAIL YOUR CITY COUNCIL MEMBER (SLC RESIDENTS) OR THE COUNCIL AT LARGE (NON-CITY RESIDENTS) Even if you've already written your City Council Representative and the council at large, please write another simple note letting them know how you feel about having your dogs off-leash in Parley's--and how it may or may not affect your vote. We want to work with the City Council, but we need to make sure they know where we stand--and how many of us there are.
Click (or copy and paste) this link to find the name of your City Council Representative: http://slcimap2.ci.slc.ut.us/website/council_districts/viewer.htm
Carlton Christensen (District 1): carlton.christensen@slcgov.com
Van Turner (District 2): van.turner@slcgov.com
Eric Jergensen (District 3): eric.jergensen@slcgov.com
Nancy Saxton (District 4): nancy.saxton@slcgov.com
Jill Remington Love (District 5): jill.love@slcgov.com
Dave Buhler (District 6): dave.buhler@slcgov.com
Soren Simonsen (District 7): soren.simonsen@slcgov.com
General Council email (For anyone outside the city limits): council.comments@slcgov.com
24 HOUR HOTLINE NUMBER 801 535-7654
2. EMAIL THE MAYORAL CANDIDATES ON THE CITY COUNCIL
There are several people running for Mayor on the City Council. Please let them know that the outcome of Parley's will influence your vote, even if you're not you're in their Council district:
Nancy Saxton: nancy.saxton@slcgov.com
Dave Buhler: dave.buhler@slcgov.com
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Friday, March 9, 2007
Ankle beautification, for cheap!
Thursday, March 8, 2007
Paxilback - Gray Kid parody of Justin Timberlake's Sexyback
I can not make my phone ring by looking at it...
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Monday, February 12, 2007
This is bullshit. Helicopters are flying over my house. I've been spotlighted while sitting on my back porch. Trolley Square is three blocks west from my house. Directly. If the apartment complex behind me wasn't there, I would be able to see the police on the street.
I am completely shaken up.
Possibly five dead. The gunman is dead.
This is bullshit.
I am completely shaken up.
Possibly five dead. The gunman is dead.
This is bullshit.
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
Well, the birthday went by with hardly a ripple of recognition. Which was just how I wanted it... I think.
Welcome to the 28th anniversary of my birth. In honor of this auspicious day, grown men battered each other mercilessly on a field while struggling to run around with something that looks like a leather covered yam. This is a repetition of the theatrics observed on the day I was born.
So in honor of me being a whack job around my birthday, I wanted to bring ya'll the story of yet another whack job.
Meet Lisa, she is a mother, wife and astronaut. Her field is aeronautical engineering and she is a Navy captain. She enjoys dressing in costumes and hunting down women who get in the way of her and her crush.
So, way to go Lisa, way to hunt that women down, that'll teach her for getting a crush on a single man that you are not having a relationship with.
Welcome to the 28th anniversary of my birth. In honor of this auspicious day, grown men battered each other mercilessly on a field while struggling to run around with something that looks like a leather covered yam. This is a repetition of the theatrics observed on the day I was born.
So in honor of me being a whack job around my birthday, I wanted to bring ya'll the story of yet another whack job.
So, way to go Lisa, way to hunt that women down, that'll teach her for getting a crush on a single man that you are not having a relationship with.
Monday, January 29, 2007
Say what? I just found a bundle'o'presents attached to my front door. Inside are all sorts of tiny goodies that are making me all giggly. Icy Hot? Mini crayons? A 50% adorable picture of my dear dear darling and I at her wedding (which is negative points for me trying to not look like a drowned ferrett in the humidity)? And let me just say, BEAUTIFUL necklace. I am the luckiest gal in the world.
And Bumblebee, you are not an asshole, not in any way. You are a little muffin that is full of tasty morsels. You are in reading overload, and if osmosis really worked, I'd say sleep on the books you need for the exam, but it doesn't really work that way. You need to do this, because in a couple of months, we will be free to enjoy the sunshine with our fat dogs and your silly hubby. That is, if I can find time in my busy schedule of becoming anorexic and work out addicted, oh and avoiding finishing gallery submissions at all costs.
Chai?
And Bumblebee, you are not an asshole, not in any way. You are a little muffin that is full of tasty morsels. You are in reading overload, and if osmosis really worked, I'd say sleep on the books you need for the exam, but it doesn't really work that way. You need to do this, because in a couple of months, we will be free to enjoy the sunshine with our fat dogs and your silly hubby. That is, if I can find time in my busy schedule of becoming anorexic and work out addicted, oh and avoiding finishing gallery submissions at all costs.
Chai?
Sunday, January 28, 2007
Let me tell you a little story that just popped in my head this weekend.
It was my 11th birthday, I was not very excited for it. My mom had made me invite a bunch of girls that I was not friends with. I think it was a slightly misguided attempt at making me become more popular. Well, all that did was make me throw a truly phenomenal hissy fit at my party. This is especially embarrassing, since all these girls had really and truly tried to make a go at having fun at my party. I'd gotten nice presents, and instead of being grateful I ran off to the upstairs to cry my eyes out. It's my party, I can cry if I want to.
I was sitting on the edge of the tub in the bathroom when someone knocked on the door and came in. One of the girls came in and sat down next to me. I don't really remember what she said to me, but I know that she was being incredibly kind. Someone had given me a magic 8 ball as a gift, and she had brought it with her and we played at making predictions. She made me laugh, made me stop crying and got me to come back to the party and start having fun. Sadly, the rest of the evening was slightly ruined by the weather... as it has pretty much always snowed on my birthday it was no surprise... but it was a particularly heinous snow storm which stopped us from completing the festivities at Round Table Pizza.
I've remembered that kindness all through the years, even though I never made any overtures towards friendship with that girl after that. She had really tried to reach out to me, and I was too self conscious to allow it to happen. But I always appreciated it.
I have been lucky enough to reconnect with this girl in the past year. She now works with me and we've been slowly getting to know each other. I think she is a real treasure and would be very proud and honored to be her friend. I think she is kind, and funny. And in my new founded spirit of gratitude, I wanted to thank her for this kindness as I come up on another birthday (17 years later).
Thank you Katie.
It was my 11th birthday, I was not very excited for it. My mom had made me invite a bunch of girls that I was not friends with. I think it was a slightly misguided attempt at making me become more popular. Well, all that did was make me throw a truly phenomenal hissy fit at my party. This is especially embarrassing, since all these girls had really and truly tried to make a go at having fun at my party. I'd gotten nice presents, and instead of being grateful I ran off to the upstairs to cry my eyes out. It's my party, I can cry if I want to.
I was sitting on the edge of the tub in the bathroom when someone knocked on the door and came in. One of the girls came in and sat down next to me. I don't really remember what she said to me, but I know that she was being incredibly kind. Someone had given me a magic 8 ball as a gift, and she had brought it with her and we played at making predictions. She made me laugh, made me stop crying and got me to come back to the party and start having fun. Sadly, the rest of the evening was slightly ruined by the weather... as it has pretty much always snowed on my birthday it was no surprise... but it was a particularly heinous snow storm which stopped us from completing the festivities at Round Table Pizza.
I've remembered that kindness all through the years, even though I never made any overtures towards friendship with that girl after that. She had really tried to reach out to me, and I was too self conscious to allow it to happen. But I always appreciated it.
I have been lucky enough to reconnect with this girl in the past year. She now works with me and we've been slowly getting to know each other. I think she is a real treasure and would be very proud and honored to be her friend. I think she is kind, and funny. And in my new founded spirit of gratitude, I wanted to thank her for this kindness as I come up on another birthday (17 years later).
Thank you Katie.
Saturday, January 27, 2007
My new gung-ho attitude towards getting healthy is certainly becoming an interesting experience. Coming from a past of being very athletic and into a present of being... the opposite... I think that I might be pushing myself a little harder than is warranted.
Yoga on Thursday with Justin was awesome. The teacher is hard, but supportive. The poses are fairly elementary, but she moves through them so quickly, you're really getting a work out. I was dripping sweat, something I haven't done for a long time. I could barely stay on my yoga pad I was so slippery. Eww. I know. But I was very pleased with the fact that I was able to keep up with all the poses a lot better than I'd expected. My wrist didn't even trouble me, considering we were in downward dog for most of the class. I feel supercharged afterwards.
Yesterday was a tad rough cause I was starting to feel the exertion more. Then last night I went and had my first one on one session with the personal trainer. She is very nice and funny, and totally non-judgmental. We spent the first half of the session getting all of my information in, no surprises there, I'm in the "unhealthy" range. But she helped me put together a realistic and totally normal meal plan, and set an exercise regime that is not too frightening. She thinks that for me to achieve my goal weight loss (in a healthy way) will take me about 8 months. All in all, that's not a long time, especially when I think of how long it took me to become this sedentary.
But this morning, I felt like I'd moved two apartments and then gone for a jog. So I took a nice hot bath today for about two hours. :)
And now my mom is on her way to pick me up and take me to look at some new houses for sale. It's down in the kind of Glendale area, but the houses are just built and reasonably priced. So, we're going to see if it might be worth the effort. Especially if SarahJo moves out here at the end of February, then she could move in with me. We'd have a nice place for all the dogs and cats to run rampant. How would it be to own my own place and not have to deal with asshole neighbor anymore? Not have to deal with an apartment so drafty it's the same temperature as the outside all year round? Heaven.
Yoga on Thursday with Justin was awesome. The teacher is hard, but supportive. The poses are fairly elementary, but she moves through them so quickly, you're really getting a work out. I was dripping sweat, something I haven't done for a long time. I could barely stay on my yoga pad I was so slippery. Eww. I know. But I was very pleased with the fact that I was able to keep up with all the poses a lot better than I'd expected. My wrist didn't even trouble me, considering we were in downward dog for most of the class. I feel supercharged afterwards.
Yesterday was a tad rough cause I was starting to feel the exertion more. Then last night I went and had my first one on one session with the personal trainer. She is very nice and funny, and totally non-judgmental. We spent the first half of the session getting all of my information in, no surprises there, I'm in the "unhealthy" range. But she helped me put together a realistic and totally normal meal plan, and set an exercise regime that is not too frightening. She thinks that for me to achieve my goal weight loss (in a healthy way) will take me about 8 months. All in all, that's not a long time, especially when I think of how long it took me to become this sedentary.
But this morning, I felt like I'd moved two apartments and then gone for a jog. So I took a nice hot bath today for about two hours. :)
And now my mom is on her way to pick me up and take me to look at some new houses for sale. It's down in the kind of Glendale area, but the houses are just built and reasonably priced. So, we're going to see if it might be worth the effort. Especially if SarahJo moves out here at the end of February, then she could move in with me. We'd have a nice place for all the dogs and cats to run rampant. How would it be to own my own place and not have to deal with asshole neighbor anymore? Not have to deal with an apartment so drafty it's the same temperature as the outside all year round? Heaven.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
I have received an invitation to my 10 year school reunion. They created a website for the gathering, and I keep watching it in morbid fascination. I didn't actually graduate from Skyline, I only spent my sophomore year there, and the first two months of my junior year before I went screaming into the warm embrace of Realms of Inquiry (yeah, my hippie high school). To be technical, I graduated through night school, since my senior year consisted of a 1/2 a credit of English... 6 hours of classes and I graduated...
But I digress, to go or not to go. I am flip flopping like a gasping fish on this. While I'm intrigued to see how my classmates turned out, and I have known quite a few of them since elementary school, I'm also completely horrified by the idea of them seeing me. I was by no means popular, and in fact a little bit, well.... mocked and terrorized by some of the jocks. Typical high school experience, though, I'm none too affected by it any more. But most of my friends were older students, a year or two older than me.
But mostly, 10 years is a long time, and it seems to have gone by rather quickly. And I'm looking at these photos thinking, they all look so old! I look so old. And since I'm not married and don't have 2-4 children like the majority of them, I feel even more detached from the whole thing.
Dear God.
But I digress, to go or not to go. I am flip flopping like a gasping fish on this. While I'm intrigued to see how my classmates turned out, and I have known quite a few of them since elementary school, I'm also completely horrified by the idea of them seeing me. I was by no means popular, and in fact a little bit, well.... mocked and terrorized by some of the jocks. Typical high school experience, though, I'm none too affected by it any more. But most of my friends were older students, a year or two older than me.
But mostly, 10 years is a long time, and it seems to have gone by rather quickly. And I'm looking at these photos thinking, they all look so old! I look so old. And since I'm not married and don't have 2-4 children like the majority of them, I feel even more detached from the whole thing.
Dear God.
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Body Found in Weber County Waste Transfer Station:
CSI has nothing on Utah's waste management specialists.
They saw blood, they found body, death considered "suspicious".
That is all.
-(Updated with link!)
CSI has nothing on Utah's waste management specialists.
They saw blood, they found body, death considered "suspicious".
That is all.
-(Updated with link!)
Dear Ira Glass,
How sad I am that I missed you today! You were so close, yet so far away. I wish you'd given me more advance notice, and I would have totally been there. Lunch was included? Why didn't you say so?
Have I ever told you how much I love you? It's true! You're an inspiration to me, and I look up to you very much. Besides you have that adorable little voice that just makes me get all giddy. But now I'm just getting off track.
What I wanted to say is, when are you going to hire me?
Love,
Mindy
How sad I am that I missed you today! You were so close, yet so far away. I wish you'd given me more advance notice, and I would have totally been there. Lunch was included? Why didn't you say so?
Have I ever told you how much I love you? It's true! You're an inspiration to me, and I look up to you very much. Besides you have that adorable little voice that just makes me get all giddy. But now I'm just getting off track.
What I wanted to say is, when are you going to hire me?
Love,
Mindy
Monday, January 22, 2007
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