1463

Hello again! I'm sure you have all been wondering, "Geez, I wonder who Logan had randomly stalked today!" I have to say, nobody. But I have had a stalker. They lived in my ear and muffled my hearing for the week. I named him Pat. Pat really liked to make it so I couldn't hear out of my left ear. What I could hear came across as an echo which was slightly a different pitch than the real sound. It was annoying. Luckily, Pat has moved in to stalk someone else.

    The other day I heard my Seminary teacher say the number 1463. I can't remember exactly what he said, but the number stuck in my head. I have decided it is the key to the universe and everything will revolve around it. It must have been Pat telling me his address....

Expanding Horizons

I have been given a challenge by one of my good friends! The challenge is to make 3 friends tomorrow. This will probably be hard, but I'm determined to do it! Anyone else that wants to do it with me go ahead! Email the results and I'll put the progress on here! (I like to pretend like I'm talking to a lot of people even though it's mostly myself)

Email Exchange

If anyone has seen the It Just Gets Stranger  blog, you know how hilarious it can be. So I decided to send the following email to the owner, Eli McCann:

Greetings from a closet! I read on your website that you would listen to my secrets, so here it goes. I secretly enjoy sleeping in large pots. When I'm not surfing on your website, I enjoy surfing on the ceiling. Sometimes I pretend I'm a walrus floating on ice in the Caspian Sea. It would be awful lonely there. I know your feelings towards O2. I had a pet tomato plant named mater. When he tragically froze, we had him cremated and his ashes were spread through his homeland. I have a nasty habit of throwing toothpaste at old people. My falsetto voice is named Gloria. Those are all of my deepest secrets.
   It seems to me that you have not been your normal self on your posts lately. There are probably many causes, but my best guess is it is because of the tsunamis in slovakia. Just hang in there buddy. I sink into the same slovakian depression every year around this time. I have found that coloring pictures can help resolve this issue. So I found my 48 box of crayons and drew this just for you:

I hope you thoroughly enjoy it. I have found coloring solves all of my problems, and hope to see you turning to it more often as well.

Sincerely,
Wesley(or whatever other fake name you like)

PS. I feel like there should always be a ps, so frogs.


And three days later, I got this response:

Dear Wesley,

The attached image has brought me nothing but great joy and magic. I will forever retain it. Until I forget my password to this email account, that is.

Eli

I hope you enjoy this as much as I do.

Gloria...

So, I guess Gloria will have to be one of those people who takes on many different faces. She will have many imaginary views... So I was going to facebook stalk the person that I got the other picture from and steal more pictures... Well it turns out she was killed by an Afghan suicide bomber. So she will have to have new faces every post. Here is what I have for today.



Feel free to email me any other suggestions you have for Gloria!

Making Faces

Today as I followed my daily routine of making faces at people from across the classroom, I had an interesting encounter. We were making faces kind of like the ones below.


As I was trying to explain the last one, the other person thought I was performing an interpretive dance. I proceeded to "Caw Caw Rawr!" as they watched and wondered. Eventually I started pointing at the ceiling to signify Up. As a last resort, I drew a picture of a house and balloons. As they finally realized what I was doing, they started Caw Cawing back. Then the teacher left the room. Immediately the whole class started performing the same interpretive dance I was. I had officially created my first flash mob.

Not meant to be

   As many of you probably know, I am not a sports person. I can play the piano, and swim a little. So tonight as I was roped into playing soccer with some guys that live by me, it didn't turn out so well.

    I tried and tried to convince them that soccer is not my thing. I am an extremely uncoordinated person that stays away from using my feet as much as possible. I can juggle well, but with my lower body the coordination isn't there. Sometimes I trip just because my feet didn't make it far enough to the next step. But after all this convincing, they still had me play goalie. As I stood there, I found out I'm great at standing there. And then the ball would come.... I would either put my hands in front of my face, grunt and stick my leg towards the ball, or fall into fetal position. Fortunately my block rate was more than half. (Those hit the goalpost.) The final score was 15-5. Guess who won. Definitively not the one in fetal position. ;)

Potty Mouth

Woohoo! Twenty eight whole people have looked at this page! With 3 taking the chance to actually look at a post... It's progress! So today I got thinking... What do you say when someone tells you they have to use the restroom? "Have a fun time!" "Make sure you wash your hands!" "Say hi to the toilet for me" Any other ideas?

I would like to introduce everybody to a good friend of mine. The name of my falsetto voice is Gloria. She is one amazing singer. If she were to someday find a way out of me, I envision her looking something like this.

I imagine Gloria will be visiting us many more times, so we will get to know her well.

I intend to make this a very lighthearted place. It should be a source of ongoing humor and the strange happenings of life. And if any of you ever have the desire to paint a chameleon, we will become best friends immediately.

Welcome Welcome!

Hello world! I am glad to meet all of you! This blog has been started because I need a place to ramble all of my odd and exciting daily happenings. Turns out I've had 3 views already! Woohoo! The name comes from a fake store I made up for a design class. The store is called Chameleon Paint and supplies. While in the process of making up an address, I went to my favorite city on google maps (Bellingham, Washington) and found some poor stranger's house and stole their address. I sincerely hope no one ever tries to follow this business or else they will be disappointed. If anybody has any questions please feel free to email me!

paintachameleon@gmail.com