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10. The Nightmare Before ChristmasTim Burton brings his special brand of creepy to a holiday story that lives on the threshold between Christmas and Halloween. The movie is more sweet than scary and it's fun to see the characters from each holiday learn to appreciate the other.9. Mickey's Christmas CarolIt was a close battle between this and Muppet Christmas Carol, but ultimately Mickey won

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(Blog catchup post: #2)In August, I went out to explore the mining area just north of Ophir, UT with my brother, Tyler, and my cousin, Ryan.Our first stop was at the Mercur cemetery, which was one of the most desolate, plain cemeteries I've ever seen.Yes, this grave was littered with little plastic babies. Very creepy. Love Tyler's expression. Ryan and Tyler check out the multitude of

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(Blog catchup post: #1)Near the end of July, I went hiking with my uncle Brent and cousins Chad, Allie, and Ryan. As late as it was in the season, there was still tons of snow near the top of the mountain.This is a particularly nice sign. We chose the White Pine Trail. Someday, though, I'll do the Red Pine Trail. Then I'll be a real man.I wasn't in this picture, sadly. In fact, we had a

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Earlier this year.... like... months ago... I went to Disneyland with my dad, my brother, and my brother-in-law. I'm only writing about it now because I officially suck at blogging and I'm playing super catch up. :) I'll start with this picture - the obligatory "stand-in-front-of-the-Disneyland-entrance-and-smile-because-you-can-still-feel-your-feet" picture. I'd like to mention that the

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The following took place between approximately 2:00 to 8:00 am this morning: I found myself standing alone on a dark road painted in deep browns, reds and greys. The sky was black except for a stroke of soft blue on the horizon where the sun would be rising in a few hours. There was no breeze. Everything sat perfectly still. Ahead of me was a desk and sitting behind it was Mark Zuckerberg.

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The best part of the Fourth of July is the fireworks. Anyone who tells you differently is a communist. :) Honestly, though... you can't celebrate the birth of a nation as great as ours without filling the valleys with the bursting of bombs and the sweet smell of sulfur. And while all of this is happening, I like to try to capture it on film. Digital film. Only communists use the traditional

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One of my favorite local hikes is Bell's Canyon, due to its proximity, relative ease, and scenery. I decided to hike it at sunset a few days ago when the skies were clear and warm. I brought my tripod so I'd have the opportunity to take multiple exposures and push the water in the photo into a silky blur.Here's what I came away with:I love the gold on the surface of the water in this

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With a poster so epic, it was easy to get excited for this movie."Super 8" is, at it's core, a story of how two characters deal with the terrible tragedies life brings to all of us. One character accepts such tragedy with humility and resolve - moving on with life and living the adventure to it's fullest. The other falls prey to fear and anger - wreaking destruction and mayhem as it tries to

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I thought I'd post a few of my favorites from the pics I took at the wedding last weekend. We had a fantastic time! Congrats to Chad and Allie! :)I love this cake. So simple, yet exquisitely beautiful.The bride and groom. The look on Chad's face is priceless. :)Nothing says "early-summer wedding" like flowers and dancing.-Barry

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So this morning I woke up with the lingering memory of a dream fresh on my mind. I should have written this then, but with work and all there was no time. By now the remaining memories are only a shell of the dream I had. A husk of something better - similar in nature and worthy of examination - but not nearly as bright and vivid as the original.With that said, allow me to dive into what I do

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This just about sums it up...-Barry

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We had everyone up today for some birthday festivities and dinner and, as usual, were entertained by my hilarious little niece, Alexa. We had her up on the table in her bumbo (yes, the one I got her for Christmas.) I couldn't pass up the opportunity to take a few pictures. :)LOVE this smile!The best part of this picture is the way her little foot is sticking up. (I also really like the drool.

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My co-worker friends, Mandy and Jason, came with me to lunch at Noodles and Co. We chose Noodles and Co because of a free birthday meal ticket they give on the week of your birthday. Even though you have to be a member of their club for six months before you get a free birthday email thing (damn you Noodles and Co) I decided that I was really hungry for the Japanese pan noodles they have and we

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-Barry

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More pictures from San Fransisco:Cori on the beach at Santa Cruz. It was TERRIBLY cold and rainy. Nothing like the Santa Cruz I'd pictured in my dreams. It was a ghost town. Seriously seemed like the residents - beautiful tan people with an affinity for the sun - were holed up in their bunkers waiting for the poisonous cold to disappear.I am COLD. Also, I get sad when I realize that this

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Like birds often do, my family flocked south last weekend to Hurricane, Utah - home of my grandparents, Jim and Shirley Baker. Grandpa Jim was turning 80, so my grandma had worked secretly for two months planning a surprise birthday for him. Over 100 people would attend. When I got down there Thursday night my grandpa pulled me aside and said, "Ya know, I love your grandma but she's driving me

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When the dream began, I was walking in the filthy deserts of Mexico at about 6:00 pm, thirty minutes before the sun would disappear over the mountains on the horizon. The air tasted of dust and alfalfa, as the fields were beginning to grow lush, turning the landscape into a checkerboard of fragrant life and dry, listless dirt. I was out with two missionaries who were still learning the language

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As a child, so many years ago, I had few serious goals in life, but I remember very distinctly one goal in particular. While watching trolley's ding up and down the steep city avenues in one of the catchiest commercials of all time, I remember vowing to someday eat a bowl of Rice-a-Roni in San Fransisco! After all, it was THE San Fransisco treat!Alas, the opportunity finally came a few weekends

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I'm not usually one for gossip, but this affects something near and dear to me - namely, sports, and more specifically, BYU Basketball. So, in the interest of getting to the bottom of the Brandon Davies drama, I'm going to do my best Mormon housewife impression and share the gossip-y love.Apparently, BD was sleeping around. It wasn't his girlfriend as ASU at all that he got preggo, but some

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This is the funniest thing I've seen in awhile...-Barry

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Some days start with a bang and you just know they're going to be memorable. As I left the house this morning, my first impression of the day was that of calm, clear sunshine. I locked the door behind me and inhaled the sweet scent of an early spring. I smiled, dreaming of the near-future when most days would be like this - birds singing songs of renewed life and the sun bathing them with warmth

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Serene Branson, a reporter for the local CBS station in Los Angeles struggled on camera last night as she reported on the Grammy's. At first it seems like she's just nervous, but it's been speculated that she may have had a stroke. Either way, you feel awful for the poor girl. How embarrassing. :(**Edit: CBS has removed the video. :( **Hopefully it was only nerves and nothing more serious

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One of the most fascinating and realistic movies I've ever seen, 127 Hours will go down as an all-time favorite of mine. By pairing Danny Boyle's gritty, energetic directing style with the surreal, otherworldly landscape of the Canyonlands, the survivalist nightmare experienced by Aron Ralston is presented to you in a way that demands reliving his experience in an ultra-realistic fashion.When I

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This is the funniest thing I've seen in awhile...-Barry

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It's incredible to think that as recent as 1994 our lives were not dictated by the internet. They didn't know what an @ sign was! Back then, the Super Nintendo was the apex of gaming, the Lion King (a drawn cartoon) was playing in theaters, and google didn't exist. Oh, the technological innocence of the 90's...-BarryP.S. I know I've sucked at blogging lately. Even with my resolution to blog

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So it's a new year and I've decided that for one of my resolutions, I'm going to begin writing regularly in my blog again. What? Don't give me that look. I know I've said the same thing in the past and that I inevitably get distracted and the blogging falls by the wayside, but this time I'm for REAL! It's a resolution, after all, and those are never broken. Right? :)With that aside, I had

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I love the way the mountains glowed tonight. Had I the time, I would have mounted my zoom lens on a tripod and taken a closer picture. As things were, I was lucky to shoot this before the sun disappeared.-Barry

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Every year around Christmas time, my family becomes a group of architects, designers, and structural engineers, as we engage in the yearly tradition of creating "gingerbread" houses. I've never actually built anything out of gingerbread. We, like ninety percent of Americans, use graham crackers.Steve and Ashlyn build their homes in the "Puritan American" style. Shannon does as well, but Tyler

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I ventured out into the fog tonight to take pictures. Sure, there are driving risks associated with fog, but it's just too rare a phenomenon around here to not take advantage of the unique photographic qualities it accompanies.Here are a few of my favorites:-Barry

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I am a deeply passionate BYU fan, and tonight my heart is broken. :(Last year, at this time, I was relishing in the sweet taste of a BYU victory over Utah. I still remember the moment when the touchdown was scored. Andrew George, a tight end for the Cougars, pulled in the pass and, as he broke for the end zone, the stadium erupted with an explosiveness I'd never heard before. We rushed the

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Don't you hate it when you make a stupid mistake that ends up costing you a lot of money? We all do it at some point in our life, and for me that moment came today. I received a call from my dentist's office while at work today. The woman on the other line told me that my insurance wasn't going to pay for my recent visit (cleaning, x-rays, and replacing an old filling) because my dentist was

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This is the best Japanese commercial I've seen tonight. :)Actually... this might be better...-Barry

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Steve and Ash's little girl, Alexa, makes the funniest faces. Tonight, after Tyler's birthday celebration, Steve was showing us how Alexa likes to have her hands rubbed. EVERY time he did it, she'd open her mouth and make a funny face. It was hilarious...He starts rubbing her hands and..."WHOA! That's fun..."-Barry

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If you haven't read my post last night. I suggest you do so before continuing.As many of you speculated, the post was inspired by this news story. I took creative license to embellish here and there and my post may not reflect, with perfect accuracy, how things went down that night. What we know for sure, though, is that the homeowner, realizing that his home was being broken into, shot the

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You're suddenly awake. Your room is as quiet as it is black. For a moment you're not even sure of why you're awake as the only sounds you hear are those of your breath in the darkness and the silent rustling of your sheets. You blink a few times and turn to your nightstand to look at the clock. Three thirty four in the morning. You roll back into your pillow and close your eyes.BAM!!!!"What

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Took a few pictures yesterday, appreciating the last of autumn's colors before the the winter palette takes hold. I love the deliciously musty smell of the leaves and the way they rustle in the wind. I hope winter can hold off at least a few more weeks...-Barry

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When the weather cools and the leaves drift from their visionary heights to the frozen tundra below, I mourn a little for Summer. I was reminiscing on warmer days tonight when I happened upon pictures from a hike I never posted to the blog. This shouldn't come as a surprise as most of you have likely noticed that my posts have become increasingly rare - like polar bears in an environmentalists

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Some undisclosed time ago, I was discussing movies with a girl. I can't remember where or when I was talking to this girl, nor can I remember who she was, where she was from, or what she looked like. Such details, though, are unimportant. I only remember talking to her about movies, and that in the course of our conversation she asked me what movies I liked. I listed a few of my favorites -

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When it comes to carving pumpkins every year, I try to challenge myself and exercise my creative side. Last year, I had a blast working on the Kanye Pumpkin, but this year I wanted to surpass the coolness and do something that looked a little better. As I brainstormed for ideas on what to do, I considered Bob Ross (but passed because I wasn't sure he was recognizable enough) and Barack Obama (

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Playing scrabble tonight. Used up all of my tiles spelling the word "anorexia." Major points.Pretty sure it's the only time you can consider anorexia a win.-Barry

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Things I love about Fall......orange pumpkins and red leaves......BYU football......cool evenings......quiet mountain sunsets......and Halloween parties.-Barry

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Sometimes, when I have really strange dreams, I dictate them into my iPhone so I don't forget about them. This dream is from December 6, 2009 - almost a year ago. I had completely forgotten about it till last night when I rediscovered it...Dreams are weird. :)-Barry

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This is mesmerizing....-Barry

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More pictures from our road trip this summer. :)Tyler contemplates the scenery at Yellowstone Lake (or Lake Yellowstone... whatever it's called)Billings, MT. Loved the geometric form in this industrial complex.Pictograph Cave State Park in Billings, MT - An incredible rocky cove filled with Native American pictographs.You can see the pictographs on the rock wall in the background in light red

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This vacation happened months ago, but I never got to putting the pictures up. I'm sorry for that, but I figure they're better now than never, right? They're really fun pictures. Yellowstone was so beautiful.First, a warning for all you naughty little children that like to run around in national parks where you're not supposed to run. Hank thought he was such a big boy! He wore his big boy

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So, I'm officially an uncle for the first time. :)My brother, Steve, and his wife, Ashlyn, had their first baby - a daughter named Alexa Rae Cann - at around 4:00 this afternoon. I was able to come down this evening to see them and took a few photos. My only regret is that I didn't get a picture while Steve was holding her. He was too busy tending to Ashlyn, though. Good boy, Steve. :)-Barry

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My good friend, Scott, and I went hiking a few days ago up a canyon in the Alpine area of Utah Valley. Normally we'd follow this trail to the beautiful Horsetail Falls, but on this occasion we chose to go above the falls and see what lie waiting in the canyon beyond them.Heading up the trail, we were presented with splashes of Autumn color. I'm tempted to hike it again in a few weeks when the

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Tonight a massive fire is burning in the Oquirrh Mountains above Herriman. I wanted to get a good glimpse at what was going on and drove down to 12300 S to check it out. I was able to get a few amazing pictures. Never have I seen a fire this big in the valley...-Barry

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Ahh! Some people are soooo stupid...Just read an article about a British woman who traveled to Panama to have her eye color permanently changed. The procedure was something she read about on the internet. Of course, to me, the fact that you have to fly to Panama to have anything done is a huge red flag, but apparently this woman is a dumb ass.So she goes down there, meets the doctor in the

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As most of you know, I recently relinquished my freelancin' days for gainful employment with an amazing company. I've been there for about a month now and just today they asked for a brief bio to share in this month's company newsletter. I decided against the traditional list of achievements and went, instead, for something a little out of the ordinary. Telling something of a small story would

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This is too awesome. Karaoke dating service? Shirtless? With 90's clip-art in the background? How CAN the women resist? I'll give the guy one thing - there's no lack of confidence here. He talks about his job driving forklifts like a high level executive would talk about acquisitions and mergers. I recommend watching the whole thing, but if you're impatient, just check out the first two

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First off, I've done something this month that has never before been written in the annals of The Grand History of Barry. I've accomplished something so epic and incredible and something so freaking awful that I just had to post it here for the whole world (or at least my followers) to hear in all of it's expensive glory. For 31 days, my fingers flew like those of a rock god on a golden guitar

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Oh my freaking Nintendo! I love this!Let me tell you why.1) Children participating in the games that DEFINED my childhood. Mario, Sonic, Starfox. Freak! Do you REMEMBER how cool it was when you saw that first 3d game!?!? I think it's hilarious to hear children comment on the old-school legends. These kids were fun to listen to.2) The adults in this video were hilarious. My favorite part?

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I drove home from the gym tonight under a party in the sky. Seriously. Lightning bolts flashed with such rabid tempestuousness and stunning regularity that I'd have thought Zeus was raving on ecstasy, swinging immortal light sticks with the ferocity only a party in Olympus can bring. And with each strike, my only thought was on my camera at home, waiting for me to take it outside to capture

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I'm sorry it's been so long since I've blogged. I was attacked by a bear named Kingston that demanded my money and then forced me to drive to Mexico where I was put into a slave labor camp making peanut butter from lettuce. Yeah, the bears didn't understand how it worked. They just really wanted peanut butter. In fact, they'd roam the lettuce fields voraciously wondering why nothing smelled

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We celebrated with a bunch of family over, played games in the backyard, and watched fireworks. I ate exactly one bratwurst, one Nathan's hot dog, half a hamburger, potato salad, chips, watermelon, jello salad, four Cokes, two ice cream sandwiches, and a lemon bar. If you ask why I tell you that, you don't understand the true meaning of the Fourth of July. :)We played a game where you had to

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Years ago, when I worked with jetBlue, I flew out to California with some friends for a day-trip on the Fourth of July. We explored the Hollywood Hills, admiring the impossibly large mansions the celebrities lived in, then wandered up and down Rodeo Drive, gawking at the impossibly high prices of the merchandise those celebrities bought. When that lost its novelty, we made our way to the coast

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Let's say there's this incredibly popular movie about a regular teenage boy and his two love interests. Both are gorgeous, almost perfectly attractive, teenage girls. Each possesses a supernatural power, adding mystery and intrigue to their adorable personalities. The movie follows the drama that ensues between them, with each beautiful girl vying for the love of the teenage boy.Now let's

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This is an idea that has been floating around in my head for a few years now. I'd like to share it with you. :) I'm pretty sure it will never be feasible. The technology in optics, propulsion, construction, etc will require leaps and bounds beyond what we have now before this is even remotely possible. For now, it's just fun to think about.Imagine, if you will, an enormous mirror built to

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For today's peek into Yellowstone, I thought I'd offer a glimpse of a little-known, and rarely-seen, denizen of the park: the American White Pelican.I never thought I'd see a bird this big in the park, but there he was, lounging in the middle of the Yellowstone River, with the late afternoon sun at his back. We pulled the car over, I ran over to the river, and captured the above image. Lovely.

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I don't have a lot of time to blog, so I was just going to show you a few pictures of what we've seen/done in Yellowstone over the past few days, which has been a TON of really amazing stuff! If nothing else, I will come away from this vacation with a newfound love/appreciation for the geothermic fores that stew beneath our feet. Geysers are muy AWESOME!Like I said, I was going to put up a few

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When I was in fifth grade I was one of the fastest kids on the playground. My spindly, aerodynamic frame provided agility and quickness rivaled by only a select few of my peers - one of which was a kid named Joey. Joey was a short kid but built like a damned jackrabbit. He'd sprint around the playground on his little legs like a demon dancing on fire. I, on the other hand, lacked in any

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True story. :)-Barry

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Utah needs more crazy summer lightning storms like the one we had tonight - a meteorological wonder that sprayed rain so hard it sounded like hail and in which lightning danced so furiously and with such frequency, you'd have thought the neighbors were raving with strobe lights.It started, as most storms do, with an incredible cloudscape. This is where I wish I had an ultra-wide angle lens. At

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Scientists, in an incredible and world-shaking breakthrough, have, for the first time, captured a spiritual being in the electromagnetic spectrum.The device used here is nicknamed "the sieve" by those who developed it for its ability to ignore the physics of the world as we see it and capture wavelengths of light and sound that we, as humans, are unable to see, hear, or recognize. The results

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As I write this, thousands of gallons of oil billow from a hole in the earth into the Gulf of Mexico. It's an unfortunate and saddening situation, but a man-made natural disaster you're all familiar with. Did you know, though, that in Turkmenistan a similar situation happened almost 30 years ago? It happened above sea level, as opposed to a mile under water, and with natural gas, instead of

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I used to think that when you created hip-hop music and sampled a song from the 80's, nothing could go wrong. Songs like this and this give new life to old jams and - for reasons nostalgic or otherwise - make you smile. Not all is well in hip-hop-and-the-80's-collaboration land, though. The following samples an incredible song (No More I Love Yous - by Annie Lennox) and dismembered it! Yes. I

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**Before I get into the post, check out the new layout! Isn't it nice? I changed the blog (again) for two reasons. One is that I feel like the gray color scheme is more my style and true to the original look of the blog (from way back in the day.) Second, the new design allows for much larger pictures. The main platform of this blog (besides my incredible wit) has always been the photos.

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When it rains, you should ALWAYS donate at least a few minutes to your camera, outside, in the garden. Raindrops do to plants what makeup does to a woman. They accentuate and enliven, bringing the plant to life in a way you never dreamed possible. Even though they still look pretty without, plants ALWAYS look better with rain.Sometimes the rain doesn't sit in perfect drops. That's okay!

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On Wednesday of last week, my good friends Scott, Danny, and I decided to hike to the top of Y mountain in Provo. It's a very nice mid-range hike, meaning that it takes more than an hour to complete but doesn't require an entire day. I've hiked it now three or four times and every time I'm left with beautiful views and burning legs! What more could you ask for!?The first part of the hike is

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I saw this commercial a few days ago:Now, at first glance I was thinking, "Oh, how clever. They used the old Big Red commercial theme song. Yeah, I like that." But deep in my brain - among the files of my 80's childhood memories - something clicked. I remembered the original commercial. I remembered that it had a sculptor; and camping; and suddenly this remake was THAT MUCH better!Check out

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I found news today that somebody has discovered a large, wooden structure on Mt. Ararat (Turkey) that is presumably Noah's Ark. This wasn't the first time I'd heard such news; I've seen documentaries about the same thing on the History Channel - the same channel that brings us "Ancient Aliens," "Nostradamus Effect," and "The Bible Code: Predicting Armageddon." One can't help but approach the "

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This bad boy is a testament to modern machinery.It was parked in front of my parents' house today to pump concrete - via its massive arm - over the house an into the forms in the back yard. As I admired its unrivaled reaching ability, I couldn't help but imagine more creative uses for it.Jello water slide!Office prank!Dinosaur that vomits candy! (Ya know... for kids.)Any other ideas?-Barry

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A few nights ago I traveled home late from a friend's house. As I neared the freeway I realized that I needed gas so I pulled into a nearby Chevron. The night was pleasant and as I got out to refuel my car I appreciated the cool, early-Spring breeze that carried with it the smell of gasoline. I have always loved this smell. Some say it gives you heart disease. I say it's worth it.I swiped my

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Take a look at this picture and the blog title will make sense:Click on it to see the full version, if you need to. Do you see what that is? It's a glove. It's hanging onto the edge of a rocky precipice. And it has flesh hanging out of it.Well, not actually flesh, but it looks like it, doesn't it? I got close enough to conclude that the sinewy strips of matter hanging morbidly from the glove

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I spent part of the afternoon today throwing the football with my little brother and running around in the backyard with no shoes on. The weather was delightful and at the end of the day my feet were green with grass stains - an occasion that has me way too anxious for warm weather and summer to begin.In the meantime, the slow-but-sure reemergence of nature will have to suffice. Enjoy some

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Sometimes, when you're working out in the yard, you don't want to wear your normal shoes because they'll get grossed up by your yard work. I remember learning this the hard way when I was a young'n with new, white basketball sneakers that had - after mowing the lawn - turned a brilliant shade of emerald green. From that day forth (or when I didn't forget, at least) I always wore a pair of "yard

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Sometimes I'm talking to somebody about somebody else and I suddenly can't remember that other person's name. People I know really well, usually. Even family members sometimes. It's like my brain revolts for a few minutes at a time, refusing to fetch the proper data like it knows it should. When this happens it suddenly becomes a race in my head against the person I'm talking to, to figure out

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AGGGHHHHH!!!!Hannibal Lecter...? Michael Myers...? Oh... no, it's just mom with her creepy face thing.-Barry

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I shot these pictures a long time ago, but for one reason or another never got them up on the blog. My good friends Jeff and Amy needed family pictures so we went up to the Utah State Hospital and shot away! They turned out well. Such a cute family.-Barry

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(Doc Brown)(Jeff Bridges)(Jesse "Crazy Senator" Ventura)-Barry

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Remember when you saw the previews for this movie and you thought to yourself, "Yeah, that could actually be pretty funny in that non-conventional, Napoleon Dynamite sort of way." Sure, the premise looked bizarre, but with Jemaine Clement from "Flight of the Conchords" the movie had to be decent, right?No. Not at all. This movie sucks. It's bad enough to make me fear for the career of Jemaine

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I'm not usually a big fan of Jimmy Kimmel's late night talk show but this, my friends, is hilarious. Why yes, I am a member. Thank you for assuming such. :)-Barry

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I recently (13 minutes ago) recommitted to the goal of writing in my blog at least once every two days. I've realized that if I don't make/strive to keep this goal, the blog starves. It gets stale like the box of frosted mini wheats (gross) that have been decomposing in my cupboard for three months now - a relic of a fleeting attempt to eat healthy. I don't want my blog to be stale, bland,

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I can't figure out if these guys are actually trying and are just THAT bad or if this is all supposed to be a parody. Either way, it's really awkwardly funny.You may remember this from my blog a few weeks ago and wonder if I actively search for songs called "Shine." I assure you that this is only a coincidence.I do like shiny things, though.-Barry

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From my spam folder today:Click on the picture to see full sizeI know this sounds crazy, but I'm seriously tempted to pursue a relationship with this Russian beauty. I mean, really... just look at that grammar. Who can resist the overwhelming charm of a sentence like, "You want what would you be good?"My response:Yes, baby. I want what would me be good. You have no idea how good what would me

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I start blog posts all the time that never get finished. If I begin writing something with only a mediocre resolve, what begins as a fair-sized fire in my belly inevitably fades into the last, flickering gasps of an aged candle. The post is then tossed into the dusty attic that is "blogger drafts."I was fingering through some of these old posts tonight with the possibility in mind that I might

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Check out this incredible commercial for a Chinese TV station. This is the most beautiful and original visual effect I've seen in a long time.-Barry

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There's a new restaurant behind the University Mall Theaters. We were off to see Avatar a few weeks ago when we spotted a large building with this logo on it:At first glance, it looked like somebody had misplaced their pirate logo on the outside of an old dollar theater. The exterior did nothing to impress. And by the looks of the logo, we wondered what could possibly involve pirates and CD's.

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A few days ago I offered up this picture and asked you what you thought it was:Merilee and Clair were the closest with their comments alluding to something microscopic. It's actually a picture of the end of a grey hair from my head as seen through a cheap, hand-held microscope I'd gotten for Christmas a few years ago. I recently rediscovered it and thought I'd try taking a picture through the

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When I moved in to my apartment four months ago, I came with a desk, a bookcase, and my computer. I had no bed. My roommate Scott, though, had an inflatable mattress he said I could use until I bought something more permanent. I had planned on buying a bed the next day, but as things often go, days grew into weeks and weeks into months.The fact that I didn't go out to purchase a mattress is a

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Post your guesses in the comments. I'll reveal it in a few days.-Barry

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I'm not sure what to think of this. I'm pretty sure the main person singing is a man because he has a mustache in some scenes. It could be neither a man nor a woman, though, but a "gaga."To see what I'm talking about (and yes, you MUST see this) click on the picture below...I still don't know what the hell this is. But wow...The dude has a green guitar and fantasies of conquering a fantasy

Barry Cannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05696967002943279522noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412483086299755854.post-50602975304220933102010-01-22T03:31:00.000-08:002010-01-22T10:08:47.199-08:00

...behind all of the "abandoned" animals suddenly popping up all over facebook.(Click on the image for larger version)Prepare yourselves.-Barry

Barry Cannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05696967002943279522noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412483086299755854.post-26062931662698759502010-01-19T14:32:00.000-08:002010-01-19T14:37:48.635-08:00

I've had this comic sketched out and pinned to my corkboard for a few months now. Can't remember what brought on the idea. So true, though...(Click on the image for a larger version if you're having trouble reading)-Barry

Barry Cannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05696967002943279522noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412483086299755854.post-47242197573256349692010-01-17T23:03:00.000-08:002010-01-17T23:18:54.074-08:00

I was perusing through the latest issue of Popular Mechanics tonight - a magazine that consistently impresses me with it's plethora of fresh, scientific knowledge and the occasional speculation into the dealings of the future.Well, in the course of my perusal I came upon this ad:(Click on it to see the larger version)At first glance, it's an unassuming offer to buy some really great no-name brand

Barry Cannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05696967002943279522noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412483086299755854.post-39675945264999006322010-01-14T02:06:00.000-08:002010-01-14T02:11:38.024-08:00

I saw this tonight and just about pissed myself I was laughing so hard. It could be that I've been a Tetris nerd for most of my life and that I've found myself in this situation all too often, but I think anyone can appreciate this. Enjoy.LINE PIECE!!!*sigh*-Barry

Barry Cannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05696967002943279522noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412483086299755854.post-80462900385296036852009-12-28T21:47:00.000-08:002009-12-28T22:55:23.311-08:00

I've been really bad about blogging recently. I'm not sure what's come over me, but I haven't had the fire to blog like I used to. Am I getting sick of blogging? Certainly not. I blame it on the season. It's getting darker earlier now and ... you can't blog in the dark.Okay. Lame excuse. Regardless, I'm filling you in on the past few weeks of holiday festivities. Here goes.First, we had a

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The global warming, man-made carbon disaster, green movement agenda was recently pushed to greater heights with the whole Copenhagen Alliance thing. You're hearing more and more blatant, in-your-face style propaganda rather than the occasional hippy rant like it was before. What I am about to show you, however, is ridiculous. Embarrassing for even the greenest of tree huggers...I present to

Barry Cannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05696967002943279522noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412483086299755854.post-38700323876234678922009-12-21T16:07:00.000-08:002009-12-21T16:10:42.620-08:00

Sometimes you see things on the internet that just make you stop and think, "What the hell?"I found this while perusing the "Free" section of the ksl classifieds...The only connection I can make as to how this belongs in the free section of the classifieds is that this person wants to be "free" from the harassment of betty johnson. Why would you put this in the classifieds? So strange...-Barry

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