I bought a super 8 movie camera last night at the thrift store on a whim. I know buying electronics at a thrift store is a stupid idea. Especially cameras (you never know what kind of hell they have been through).

The thing looks brand new. And it had the original unused film still in it. I figured for 3 bucks I couldn’t pass up giving it a shot (literally). So I threw some batteries in it, (4 double A’s to be exact) and pressed the record button. Looking through the view finder I see a little orange light come on and the film starts rolling. Woot! Works great.

It only shoots an hour of film and after doing a little research on the web. I found that the film that is in it is really rare. G160 is hard to find now days and from what I could tell on the internet there are only like 3 places in the U.S. that develop it. Also, this film doesn’t last long unless frozen. You can still buy film for it. It’s about 20 bucks for 50′ of film, which is about an hours worth. Pretty sure it uses any super 8 film, and I think I can get it for cheaper.

The camera doesn’t have any audio recording and the only things you can adjust is switching between natural/artificial light. I have no problem with that.

Also, I thought it might be worth some money since it was in such good shape. I found that its probably worth about 3 bucks anywhere online. 

 If you don’t know what super 8 is, look at some of these youtube videos using it. 

My friend Larry Kyles wrote this poem.  Here is a link to where I found it. 

The Elm Tree

tall and bold

with a face like the moon

stiff at the knees

reserved, but not shy

unaware of her effect on me,

her roots trace back across the ocean

silent as night,

she dances in the wind,

her leaves rustle in flowing curls

she smells like fall;

of wind, pomegranates and wild flowers

thoughts of her linger in my memory

i shall miss her most

once she has gone forever 

I went up to Thanksgiving point with my parents today. They have a little deli (pretty good, cheap prices too) and a nicer restaurant called Harvest. We walked around and looked at all the xmas crap. They also have a petting zoo which costs 3.50 to get in. However if you go around back, you don’t have to pay. We got some great horse and donkey pics. I don’t think it was worth 3.50.Afterwords I left my parents to meet with my girlfriend. Debating on whether to get coffee or beer, I opted to beer.There are a couple brewery’s out here that you don’t have to pay a membership to get in.  I guess its the fact that you have to deal with the sucky local beer.( Just so you know.  Every local beer I have ever had out here is bitter as hell. With the exception of a beer I had here, called the Schwartzen- Lager and a IPA at Squatters.)

Oh, ps.Its 3.2.

So thats 2 times I saved money.

• 1. Didn’t pay for the petting zoo 3.50$
• 2. No membership fee to bar with sucky beer 5.00$
• I just saved 8.50$. 

Everyone around here knows that Gary Coleman now lives in Santaquin, UT.  He is hard to miss,  since the minority is black and he is very short.

When reading the Utah County Journal the other day, I came across this gem.  It says in big bold letters “HOLIDAY GIFT GARAGE”. Then it has a picture of Gary and his wife Shannon, with text next to their photo saying they are having a “GRAND OPENING SALE“(thats extra extra bold, if you couldn’t already see it)Seems to me that Shannon being married to Gary is a promotional tool used to market her “holiday gift garage”. Would anyone go if she wasn’t married to Gary Coleman? Probably not.So if you want to meet Gary Coleman, or buy some holiday crap here is the address: 892 e 550 s. Oak Ridge Estates Santaquin, UT  

 Last night Old Crow Medicine Show played at the Depot in Salt Lake City. When I found out the price of the tickets were 20 dollars, I cringed with disgust. Knowing that they better put on a damn good show in order for me to feel like this 20 dollars was well spent. And that is what I said while waiting in line. This guy turns around to me and says “They put on an amazing show, this will be my third time seeing them”.

The crowd was older (probably between the ages of 30 to 60 years old), and we were probably the youngest people there.  Maybe thats how they get away with charging so much for tickets.

They finally started about 45 minutes late, and all the fans were screaming. I think OCMS could have taken a crap on the stage and the fans would still been chanting “LETS - GO - OLD CROW”. 

I do love Old Crow, however I was expecting a lot more from them. I wasn’t very impressed with them. I think they weren’t that much fun to watch. And they didn’t put on very much of a show. Only omega ocms fans would have been into it

I didn’t really know what was in store for us when we got here Sunday, I wasn’t really planning anything special I sorta just left it up to Hannah. Well we ended up going to the Ward Charcoal Ovens first. They are giant ovens built in the 1870’s to make charcoal to move to another place. I didn’t fully understand what they were used for. But they sure were neat. All bee hive-e looking. We then headed back to Ely, and stopped by some abandon shack. looked like shelter for cows now. Since there was cow crap everywhere. We called it the poop shack.The Ely train station was next on the agenda.  Which now is a historic museum. The train now runs on tourist trips from Ely to the mountains. I wasn’t that impressed, since everyone we talked to about it said “it was a must do item in Ely“  As for the rest of the night, we ended up watching Jurassic Park in the hotel room. And gambled (I won 15 bucks). Oh, and drinking a lot of 99 cent margaritas.   

People always say (or assume) that if your going to Nevada from Utah, you are going to Wendover to gamble. Gambling in Wendover, Nevada is like driving 2 hours to the middle of the desert to hang out in some big crappy smokey building. Boring..We drove to Ely, Nevada and it took about 2 hours. The drive is very dusty and the dry Seveir Lake was probably the most intersting thing we saw. There were about 2 other people on the road.   When we finally reached Ely, I noticed many super divey bars. And plenty of ridiculous casinos. The nice thing about Ely is that the casinos aren’t mega casinos. (mega casino - the big casinos such as Tropicana, Luxor, Peppermill) In fact we ended up staying in Club Nevada, an interesting place with plenty of character.  35$ for a night at Club Nevada, which I don’t think you can beat. Thats cheaper than staying at Super 8.Walking in I noticed about 20 people sitting at the casino bar (all over the age of 50) drinking liquor and smoking cigarettes. Not gambling, just yelling about Dallas beating the Eagles. My kinda place. Hunting season in Ely.About an hour later when I ran out to the car for something, we saw some hunter looking guys all carrying rifles walk in. I guess they aren’t too worried about the place getting held up.  

I was leaving a friends house yesterday, and I got out of the car and left my wallet on the roof of my dad’s truck. I left it on the roof because the truck was locked. I didn’t put in my pocket because I didn’t have any pants on. I didn’t have any pants on because I fell in the water earlier (Strawberry reservoir to be exact), I was wearing underwear, sicko..Anyways, I left my wallet on the roof of the truck, and I left my mug right next to it to remind me to grab it. Well the mug fell off and I forgot the wallet. We got all the way home when I noticed that I left my wallet on the roof. And I immediately called the credit card company’s and canceled my cards  not expecting to see my wallet again. Well on the way to work this morning we drove the same route we took last night and we found it. Tire tracks on it and a credit card missing.Funny that this credit card thief would take only one credit card and then drop my wallet back in the street. I mean if your gonna take a credit card, why not take both cards, wouldn’t that double your odds that the card will work?  I guess its some new wallet, credit card thievery technique.  That or provo kids suck at taking stuff in the street.