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I saw a funny Facebook group today called:
People who smoke should not call themselves environmentalists

After a long and difficult week at school, I decided to hike the Y tonight. It was a little disappointing compared to previous hikes, because I just didn’t really have the energy to do it, but I did anyway–it just took me a little longer. While hiking, I saw the sun set, but I also saw something on fire in the valley down behind Provo Town Centre. I hear a siren, and I looked down and saw a big bright orange spot with lots of smoke coming out of it. Then I watched a bunch of flashing light go toward it from all different directions. I don’t know what caught on fire, but I hope everyone is alright.

Another disappointing aspect of the hike was that there was some spray painted graffiti that wasn’t there before–on some of the switchback posts and rocks. That is just pretty uncool, whoever did that. Stupid.

There is a new musical group in the BYU electrical engineering program. Their name is,
The MidBand, and their new album is called, decibels. Here is a list of track titles:

1. Twenty log wha?
2. Induced Comer
3. The Selfridgister
4. Bored room analysis
5. I’ve got a periodic table in my pocket
6. J-maginary
7. I’ve got a tackle box, but I ain’t goin’ fishin’ (country rmx)
8. C-, it’s good enough for me
9. Jack’D
10. Somtimes, always or never
11. We’re Comer and Comer

I hear their next album with be greedy with sound quality and be called, Gain.

Of all the tales from Spain to Japan,
I never knew of such a man
Who could be so deeply moved,
when a just a drop of love was proved.

One bit of appreciation from this man’s friends
Meant more to him than oceans with ends
Why love meant so much is curious
Regarding giving, this man was generous

He gave what he had, given so freely
Delivered with pleasure, better than Mr. McFeely
He tried to give, oh, so much more
But some strangers, on him slammed the door

The greatest return he expected, a smile
Anything more, and he would fly a mile
This man, he does love you
So be his friend, and return love true.