Country music

I composed this post during my lunch break while sitting in my car listening to Rascal Flatts’ Still Feels Good. I’ve been encouraged to diversify my music collection to include more country music, which is probably a reasonable request. I’ve already listened to Lady Antebellum’s Need You Now album at least twenty times (none of which I regret), so I’m trying to branch out to other up-tempo country artists, Rascal Flatts being the first. Those who know me well should recognize the significance of this step – having been overexposed to the genre growing up in Oklahoma, I’ve effectively shunned all country music for the last 10 years or so. Which basically means that I’m a complete pushover when a really cute girl suggests a new album for me to listen to. To her credit, she also knows all of the lyrics to Owl City’s Ocean Eyes, so it’s safe to assume that she has decent taste in music.

Quick update

It’s been awhile since I’ve posted anything, so I figured I should write a quick update. Work is a little slow at the moment (read: the calm before the storm), as I’m still waiting on the majority of the foreign markets to submit their forecasts, so I’ve actually been making it home at a decent hour.

First off, I’ve managed to go without fast food for over two months now. Which isn’t saying a whole lot, but I’m still pretty proud of myself. Ditching fast food has been surprisingly easy: after the first two weeks, it wasn’t at all difficult to say no to dollar menus and quick calories. Granted, I only have to cook for myself, not a whole family, and my schedule is completely independent of anyone else’s.

Last week, I was able to attend a performance of BYU’s Music Dance Theatre Showcase, which was terrific, as was the company (by multiple definitions.) They opened with the Glee rendition of Journey’s Don’t Stop Believin’, which is always a classic, and performed other numbers from a variety of musicals. I was a little disappointed that they chose heavily from Legally Blonde and Urinetown, hoping for a few Rodgers and Hammerstein songs or selections from Wicked (Defying Gravity anyone?) instead. The weirdest thing was thing I knew two of the girls in the production – this is either a sign that I’m mixing with better gente, or that I’ve just been in Provo too long. Both are quite possible at this point.

I was planning on taking my bike out for the first ride of the season tomorrow, but with the massive snowfall that we just received, it doesn’t look like that’s going to happen. That leaves me with apartment hunting and attending the 20th Annual BYU Hunger Banquet. Which reminds me, I still need to find a date for that.