Bridals

The wife and I are not from Utah originally. While we enjoy living here, we are often fascinated by the idiosychrocies of the Utah culture. One thing that we just don't quite get is Bridals. You know, the photos the bride takes in her dress before the wedding to be displayed at the wedding where you have a live version of the bride in the same dress. You don't really see that outside of Utah...except for maybe Idaho.

While we were eating dinner at Cindy Ree's and enjoying the entertainment by the Main Street Squatters just outside the window, we see a bride with photogs in tow. I guess she was going for an urban backdrop, complete with Trax train, and the squatters were quite the addition.

A Bed of Flowers

Something that really fascinates me as I stroll around our fine city is how people just curl up and take a nap wherever they are. While my brother was driving through town a few weeks ago, he noticed the same thing. As we ate breakfast, he was fascinated by a guy who was curled up on the grass by the sidewalk just outside the restaurant, and also by the fact that the cops weren't waking him up and sending him on his way like they do in most other cities.

I'm sure this won't be the last photo of a random napper, but this photo does have one of the best stories. Yesterday we decided to spend the afternoon in Park City. Pinky was going to follow us up there in her car, so after we pulled out of the parking garage we stopped on the side of the road to call her. As I was dialing, the wife pointed out that this guy was relieving himself...on himself. That's right, he was peeing on himself. We didn't see any private parts, he was just lifting his pants at the belt and we could see the stream coming out and arching up to his stomach. Um, really?!?

Then, without missing a beat, he fluffed his bum bag, and curled up for a nap. Apparently this was not a bed FOR flowers, it was a bed OF flowers. We would've gotten a photo of the pisser in action, but we were both pretty shocked and grossed out and had a delayed photo reaction.

Cruisin'

I'm thinking this guy either has too much time on his hands, or spends too much time on his bike. But with a seat like that, he is cruisin' in style. I'm sure all of his Main Street squatter friends think he is straight up dope.

Seriously, So FUNNY!

If you can't make fun of yourself, you don't have much of a sense of humor. Which is why I Seriously love the blog SeriouslySoBlessed.blogspot.com. I have never seen anyone capture the humor of the Blonde Utah Mormon Lifestyle quite like these bloggers. After you read a few posts, you'll know exactly what they're talking about. They had me at "my dad gave JJWT the diamond and then he spent tons of his pest control/security systems money on the setting I had designed in 8th grade."

Pioneer Spirit

Ok, I've been a total slacker on the blog front. I keep seeing bizarre things around town, and keep snapping those photos, but between running a business and running after a 10 month old who has me wrapped around her finger, I don't always get to the computer. I must also place some of the blame on Michael Phelps, because I (like millions of others) was transfixed by his quest for "8 for 8 in '08". But I'll try to make up for it today with multiple posts.

And for those of you who would like to contribute with all those mind boggling moments of your own, feel free to email your photos and stories at noidontplaybasketball@gmail.com...

Our first post is from a few weeks ago when we in Utah celebrated the 24th of July. While the other 49 states reserve their biggest parades and fireworks shows for the 4th of July, here in Utah America's Independence Day takes only a close second to Utah's Pioneer Day. It boasts Salt Lake's largest parade (complete with the Mailman Marching Band and floats to rival Macy's), a 'state' holiday so all the state employees can go to said parade, and festivals a fireworks that leave most of Utah saying 4th of Ju-what?

Needless to say, Utahns really get into their pioneer heritage. Now, while you're thinking 'ok, so they're just driving their covered wagon to/from the parade', let me point out that these photos were taken about six hours AFTER the parade. Apparently, in Utah Pioneer Day is so important that it's ok to wander through town for hours with your horse drawn carriage blocking traffic. This really is the place...to lose all common sense.

Elvis Speaks...at Pat's BBQ

He's not up in Michigan or out on Mars. He's in the afterlife enjoying a ham sandwich with Mama Cass.
And speaking of sandwiches, I highly recommend the pulled pork at Pat's. Not only do they make great BBQ, but it also has that backwoods, open-air feel of the BBQ joints back homewith great live music...and artwork on the walls. I think Elvis would dig it.

I Feel Pretty! Oh So Pretty!

Ok, I have a little rule that I don't show faces in the photos, mainly because I don't want to get sued. But I don't think you could get the full effect without seeing the face. So I blocked out most of his face, but you can still see the full BEARD! Yes, that is a dainty little miniskirt he's wearing. What you can't really see is the black lace under his pink blouse. Oh, and his cute little Mary Janes. Do you think anyone will tell him that he shouldn't wear pink with red?