16.3.11

A generation of zombies.


I look around and I see an entire generation in a near catatonic state, engrossed and obsessed with this sense of endless technological connectedness.
The curse of texting.
It makes me so sad to see people so absorbed in the electronic gadget clutched in their hand that they become completely oblivious to what is going on around them.
It is rude. And it is sad. 
It is a blatant statement to your company saying “I know I am with you, but I would rather be talking to these people in my phone.”
WHAT could possibly be so important that you would be so discourteous to everyone around you?

“Hey.” 
“Hey, hows it going?” 
“Not much. Bored.” 
“Me too. How are you?” 
“Good.”

Awesome. So glad you prefer to waste your time with meaningless small talk than enjoy a great movie, feast on a wonderful meal, or simply have a REAL face-to-face conversation.

When and how did this start? I can walk into any crowded place and about 50% of the people are on their phone: talking, texting, on the Internet, or doing work.
Working in a restaurant, I see it all the time. Two people go out to eat, one gets a call or engrossed in a texting battle, one person is left with nothing to do but sit in silence, and I (the server) am stuck in an awkward situation of when to ask for the order in fear of interrupting.
Is 1 hour at a restaurant really too much time to put aside the electronic device?
Does it really consume that much of our lives?

I have to admit, I used to be a texting freak. I literally cannot find a picture of me in high school where my phone isn’t glued to my hand.
I have to admit; I remember my parents and friends asking me to put away my phone. I would roll my eyes and think nothing of it while continuing to text. I can tell you now I cannot remember a single conversation I had over that phone.
I can only imagine how much fun I was to be around.

In the past two years I have lost and broken more phones than I can count. People laugh and feel sorry, but it was the best thing that could have happened to me. The months and weeks without a phone made me realize how much I don’t need it. The same thing happened in Australia.

It is Spring Break. If you are on vacation or spending time with friends, please make an effort to simply put the phone down. Maybe just for a little bit. I can guarantee the people on the other end can wait, the true friends will find a way to contact you, and the people you are with  really will appreciate it.

Ok, now that I am done with that little rant, enjoy these pictures of our water balloon fight the other day!

 Timmy on left: soooo happy!

 Marcel, running for his life from sneaky Uncle Bruce



 Above and below: I hope you can see how intense this water balloon fight got.

 Kyle (Left) and Marcel (right): Battle Wounds!

I don't even know if this link will work, but this is a video of the battle. Enjoy!

9.3.11

Just Wiiing It

Is it ironic that the moment I finally get back into “school mode” it is time for Spring Break? The past 7 days I have done homework, ran errands, made bank at work, eaten right (or at least average compared to my normal pig outs)... and it is suddenly time for another break. Listen to me, complaining about a vacation. I guess it just feels good to be on a productive streak. No endless lists of things to do, or looking down and seeing some chub without being able to take time to go to the gym and actually attempt to get rid of it..
I mean, I even woke up at 7:30 today. Granted it was only because someone came to clean our carpets…but still.
Last night at class my teacher announced we wouldn’t see him for 2 weeks. I turned to the girl next to me and asked why. Please tell me I am not the only college student who did not realize when Spring Break was.?

Anyways, moving on to new news, I am once again a Red Bull Girl. I had the job before I left for Australia and I am now officially back. I haven’t been out on the field yet, but I can’t wait. I miss those crazy girls. This shout out goes to you WTM's. I have missed you and I am so happy to be back. Dance Party!
To everyone else, let me know if something big is happening and I will be sure to hook you up.


Last night was the Red Bull Reto Del Sol soccer game: the New York Red Bulls against Mexico's Club Atlas de Guadalajara. A big gang of us went out to support it. I wouldn’t exactly call myself a huge soccer fan, but I had a blast with everyone.




This is our 'We have been Stuck in This Line for 25 Minutes' face.

Tomorrow my cousin Reigh Claire and her family (my mom’s sister and gang) arrive from Minnesota. They are a hoot. I can’t wait to hang with all of them. Living in Arizona does have it’s perks, but living 3,000 miles away from your family is not one of them.  Reigh Reigh, you are a shining star. Literally, a fireball. Hurry up and get here.
[Reigh's farting face]
Love you. :)

3.3.11

Oh, Canada.

I am going to start this post by saying that calling me “Dani California” never has and never will be clever/funny/witty/amusing, or any other form of entertainment. The song came out when I was a sophomore in high school. I’m sorry Red Hot Chili Peppers, but I wasn’t a fan of the song then, and after the countless occasions of being named after it, I am DEFINITELY not a fan now.
 
With that being said, a group of us went to California this weekend after our outing to Sedona, Flagstaff, and the Grand Canyon. My car consisted of Joe, Travis and Kyle (and myself, obviously). We took my parents van, removed the middle seats, and turned the back of the vehicle into a giant lounge. Talk about travelling in style.
[Left] Kyle puts hand in front of camera lens. Joe slaps Kyles hand. Dani yells at Kyle. Kyle recoils and makes face. [FLASH]

My sister and her husband had driven out earlier in the day with friends Tessa and Buck and each couple had gotten their own rooms. Fortunately but unfortunately, Buck and Tessa’s reservation was messed up, so they ended up with the hotel suite, complete with 3 bedrooms, living room, dining room, full kitchen, and several flat screen tv’s. Oh, and a balcony right over the Mission Beach Boardwalk. 6 of us crashed there. Britta and Tim preferred their uh…privacy.
The next morning we ate lunch on the boardwalk and then enjoyed the beach.  After that we walked around Catalina Island, had lunch by the car, ate ice cream, and then said goodbye to the two couples. I am just going to let the pictures (and video) speak for themselves. Click to make any of them bigger.
 Ok I lied. I love captions. This is Travis with his seaweed. He loves plants. And loves animals more. The video is of him flying a kite. He didn't know you could just stand still. He did this for a good 10 minutes.
 My beautiful big sister.
 Kyle and Tim. They are insane.

Future firefighters.
 Big, because I love it.
 My favorite married couple. Again, tastethemarriedlife.com 
Me and Travis had a handstand contest. He almost killed me on the way down.
These next pictures Kyle stole my camera. Definitely caught all of us at our best moments. I would highly recommend enlarging any of them.
At night the remaining 4 of us drove up to Newport Beach where we met up with Kyle’s cousin, Matt. We had dinner at the Yardhouse and then drove to Anaheim and walked around Downtown Disney. My favorite part was the kids. Especially this one.


The rest of Travis’s stay we kept busy with bikerides, ice cream, birthday parties, hiking, ice cream, picnics, brownies, bowling, ice cream, movies, and ice cream. He keeps me healthy.
 Picnic! Mike is the besttt.

 Flat tire on the highway. Good thing I had 3 men with me. Minor setback.
 Arizona. So beautiful...and prickly.

He left last night. Huge bummer. I miss him a lot. A true and genuine friend. The best.
So until next time, Travis. Hopefully that won’t be too long.
[Click to enlarge. American Gothic if I have ever seen one. And it was totally unintentional. Win.]