Saturday, May 31, 2008

Best Very Good Adventure

The contest from my last post has been canceled because I woke up this morning with a blogging fire in my bones and finally finished this post. But you're still welcome to figure out what turned 4 years old today.

Last Saturday. Last Saturday was a big day and I miss it so bad. Saturday was the day I went to Six Flags Great Adventure out in New Jersey and rode the roller coasters until I could ride them no more. I felt until Tuesday. Man, I'm getting old.


Lindsay drove us there in her cousin's car. I guess Lindsay's cousin deserves a big shout out for loaning us her forest green Corolla so we didn't have to take the bus. But also Peter gets a big shout out for falling ill and not being able to go to the park, because then we were able to fit in the Corolla and not have to take the bus.


See, look at the back seat: Caroline, Kristin, Spencer. Not a bit of space for one traveler more.


I was sort of in charge of navigating, Lindsay was in charge of the actual driving, and Kristin was in charge of holding the paperwork for the trip.


In far less time than we expected we had arrived at our destination. Yes!


Caroline demonstrates the wild electricity that ran through all of us, the sheer animal enthusiasm we all felt for the days fast-approaching awesomeness, the bone rattling eagerness, the jaw-clenching anticipation, the white-knuckled hope for white-knuckled thrills. With a wind of ravenous hope at our backs we were carried off to...


Our first big line! I know, dear reader, that you are imagining that this line must have been for the parks newest and most thrill-inspiring ride but let me tell you that it was not. This line was the line we had to stand in to pick up our Flash Pass*. This was the line we had to stand in to pick up something we had already paid for on the internet the night before. This was the line that nearly demolished all our Six Flags hopes and dreams.


The party was not amused.


*What's a Flash Pass? Let me tell you. The Flash Pass is a lot like a Fast Pass from Disney Land, except that you have to pay to get to use it and it's a little neater than a Fast Pass. It's like a Tamagachi that you feed by wirelessly reserving spots in lines for rides...so while you're standing in line for the Kingda Ka at one side of the park, you're signed up for a spot on Superman at another side of the park a little later. As soon as you check in at Superman you can sign in to be in line for another ride somewhere else. We were a little skeptical of our investment at first, but it turned out to be a magnificent tool that kept our day running smoothly and line-free for almost the whole time.


Now, the Adventures. Our first challenge: Kingda Ka. It opened three years ago and I've heard too many stories of people waiting in line for it for 4 hours but then it would break down. Six Flags wasn't so busy yet and we only waited for probably 45 minutes.


Lindsay was a little intimidated at first by the notion of riding the Kingda Ka (no, she's not scared of the posted wait time, like I said, we only waited for probably 45 minutes). I don't know why Lindsay would be afraid of the ride, though, it only rockets you from 0 to 130 miles an hour in about 3 seconds and shoots you straight up and straight down a "hill" that stands about 460' in height and the whole journey is over in about 20 seconds. That's nothing to be afraid of at all.


See. Not scared one bit. Not scared one bit by the Kingda Ka cars rocketing past me with the sounds of thunder cracks.


Something very cool I found on the internet: This one fellow has made YouTubes of the front row rides of all the Great Adventure rides. Get a load of Kingda Ka (during the waiting for the ride to launch is a totally appropriate time for a cry of "Clear Eyes, Full Hearts"):


Us, victorious and windy-headed.


Kingda Ka Addendum:

There was some pretty memorable signs around Kingda Ka:


This is what that looks like:


Don't have a picture of this one, though.


Our little Flash Pass Pikachu started buzzing and we were off to experience Superman.


The gimmick of Superman (and it's a good one) is that you ride it face down, like as if you were the Human Torch flying through the air. It's silly and thrilling.


The group wasn't exactly 100% united in our depictions of Superman. Or Ice Dancers, apparently.


After Superman, while El Toro was in the Flash Pass oven, we decided to check out Fly Me to the Moon, the world's most ridiculous 3d motion simulator ride. (The story? It's about three flies that stow away on the Apollo 11 flight to the moon. Weird.)


Roomies!


Dudes!


Q: Brigham, what's on your mind?
A: Oh, just thinking about all the other people that wore my glasses that day.


After our journey to the moon with a couple of young flies in spacesuits it was time to ride El Toro, a massive wooden roller coaster.


This photo does it no justice at all.


I rode El Toro beside a stranger and while we were going up the first hill he asked me if I had ever been on it before and I responded in the negative. "This one's real good," he told me. I was like, "Thanks, but I just rode Kingda Ka, so...." And he was like "You'll see, this one's real good." It was then that I realized "Hey, we're really getting high up here" and I looked over at ride's first drop which I realized went pretty much straight down (the internet later told me it was at a 78 degree angle, the steepest of any wooden roller coaster in the world). Turns out El Toro was Awesome! There was so much lift after the first drop my bottom didn't touch my chair once during the first two hills after it. Absolutely my favorite ride in the park.

This video is a must:


With some pressuring, I'll never pass on a photo opportunity.


It earned me a protege.


Then it was lunch time. El Toro began my descent into nausea and dizziness that would last until three days later, so I only ordered a milkshake. We ate in the shadow of Odyssey, New Jersey's most up and coming amusement park-based boy band.


Oddly enough, they played Caroline's favorite jam of the summer, "Too Late."


Next up, the park's newest ride, "The Dark Knight." If you're the world's biggest Batman fan and you're planning to travel for three days to get to Great Adventure to ride this new Batman rollercoaster, Don't. Turns out it's the Wild Mouse set in Gotham City (barely [barely Gotham City]). Pretty much just fun house quality stuff here. Not that it wasn't a little fun, but it wasn't much more than a little fun.


But as far as Six Flags parks go, it had a pretty elaborate pre-ride area which included a spooky monitor that would put Joker masks on your face as you walked by. Technology!


Then we rode Nitro. Nitro was great! I wish I had done it before Kingda Ka and El Toro because those two really took the edge off of what could have been a much more thrilling ride. It was really long and went way out far away from the park. And near the end of the ride I heard Caroline yell, "A shoe!" I missed it, but apparently someones shoe fell off and flew by us. Fun!


You might wonder what is caribinered to my belt loop. It is the Flash Pass. I was entrusted with so many responsibilities that day, one of which was taking care of the Flash Pass and immediately making a reservation for a new ride once we had checked into a ride, even if it meant doing it while on the ride.

Watch the video! (of Nitro, not of me using the Flash Pass)



Some rides appear so terrifying I shudder to think about the living hell they must put their riders through.


After Nitro we rode Skull Mountain. It was a charmingly obsolete indoor roller coaster and I think it was supposed to be scary because there were lots of things about it that reminded me of a Slayer album. For starters, the skull of Skull Mountain makes me think of the Seasons in the Abyss art. (if you click that link you're only going to think "Not so much.")


After Skull Mountain we did Batman which was the same as the Batman they've got at Great America in Chicago where you hang seated from the track. After the third corkscrew on this ride I was officially very dizzy and very nauseated and nearly threw up in the bathroom (but that was mostly the bathroom's fault).


Something I didn't know was that Robin and the Flash called the girls up that morning to find out what they'd be wearing so that everyone could match.


Then we crossed the park once more because it was Log Ride time!


They fit the five of us in one log and, yes, I had a hat with me!


Five in a log = a Drenching!


I call this sequence of photos, "Yes, but tell us how you really feel."




At this point we had been at the park for a while, and after you've been at a park for a while you stop taking so many pictures. So I've got nothing from the Runaway Mine Car or Rolling Thunder. And were were going to ride El Toro again, but it was closed for whatever reason they close roller coasters for. We held a council and decided to call it a day but then I saw the parachute ride and convinced the group to let me do one more ride.

Man, the parachute ride is fun to photograph. I've got dozens of pictures like this. And by "dozens" I mean "about a dozen."


Everything looks fine here, right?


Then you look down. Parachute ride combines zen like calm with "What if we die? These cables look awfully old."


Opting not to ride, Spencer won a basketball instead.


And Lindsay watched the baby. Oh no! Where's the baby! Has anyone seen the baby!


Uh oh.


And then our day at Great Adventure was officially over. Oh what fun it was to ride all those roller coasters and to be in charge of the Flash Pass.


BUT THE DAY WAS NOT DONE!

Since we were in a car and since we were in New Jersey opportunities had to be taken advantaged of and soooo we went to the Cheesecake Factory, the restaurant equally beloved by white girls and NBA stars. (What am I talking about? Read this.)


The food was a parade of ridiculousness. But I love the Cheesecake Factory take on buffalo wings.



However, I definitely expected much better than this in the nacho department. Come on Cheesecake Factory, these are like nachos that my brother would make! Don't let yourself be outdone by Los Hermanos!


Kristin, if you've still go the leftover pasta I will SO finish it for you.


And then, with dinner done, all we had to do was get home, which really wasn't so hard and I got to be in charge of reading the directions back from the iPhone. Yes! More responsibility! I loved it! (Because we did not wind up lost). But seriously, I just want to say that this was a totally good trip to Great Adventure and that we all had so much fun (right?) and I think that was because we were a positive, results-oriented team that never fought and we had no whiners, only winners!

Best Birthday Contest

Guess who turned four today?

(First person who answers correctly gets to choose if my next post will be about my trip to Six Flags Great Adventure a week ago or about the sandwich I made for dinner tonight. Either post is bound to be beautiful and awesome.)

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Best "Tell Us What You Really Think, Brigham"

I have something to say about Sex and the City:

That TV show is garbage and the movie must be at least as bad and nothing about either is virtuous, lovely, of good report or praiseworthy. Don't waste anymore time or money or brain on this nonsense. It's wolves in wolves' clothing and the woman in the newspaper that spent $19,000 on a fake ticket got what she deserved.

Best Bringing of a Knife to a Gunfight

Guys, I saw Indiana Jones and the Adventure in the Jungle last night and, I don't know, maybe I'm very easily entertained this summer, but I thought it was magnificent! Pitch-perfect and perfectly entertaining. Maybe there were a couple of things I could nitpick about but, on the whole, Great Movie. I was surprised by how much I approved of Mutt, I was worried he'd be the JarJar of the movie (for those of you that didn't like Jar Jar)

Fun Fact: Did you know that at DisneySea their Indiana Jones ride is called "Indiana Jones and the Temple of the Crystal Skull"? It is. And it predates this summer's movie by years. Wild.

This is what Collin has to say about the movie. He has more to say than me.

Also: This weekend I went to Six Flags Great Adventure in New Jersey. It is taking me forever to get the post made, but bear with me, when it comes to amusement park posts, I don't mess around.

Monday, May 26, 2008

Best Recommended Reading


Where are you Going, Where have you Been? by Joyce Carol Oates

I first read this story on the lawn in front of my great grandparents' home in Idaho. When I finished it I thought I'd be better off going back inside.

Today the story popped back into my head for no reason. You really ought to read it. But not on your computer monitor. Print it out and have a sit and read.

It's not like horror story scary necessarily, but it should spook you a little.

Best Memorial Taco

This morning's taco: chorizo egg and raisin.


It didn't start out as pretty as it ended.

Friday, May 23, 2008

Best Later on on Saturday

Later on on Saturday Collin and I had gotten off the subway and been to a couple of grocery stores (I was hunting for chorizo) and ran into Adrienne and Ashley. We walked around with them, went to clothing stores, called up Mike, sat in the Esprit and discussed the night and our hunger and decided to have spaghetti at my place. Because pasta is what I make! (and also tacos)

Had to stop into one more grocery store to find a few more ingredients. That's Mike and Adrienne, if you didn't know who Adrienne was. Or Mike.


Back to the apartment and I got right to work, cooking up sausage (non-chorizo sausage) and boiling up pasta.


Ashley gave the dessert a little pre-sampling.



Just because we were all busy chopping up things or grinding things didn't mean there wasn't time for fun.


Just as our hungers were about to consume us it was pasta-eating time!


Later on that night I'd get called-out for cutting my spaghetti, but here's photographic proof that for at least some of the night I was slurping!




Uhm, Adrienne, maybe you can explain why we don't have a picture of you during pasta-eating time?

Boy, I must be telling a real zinger here!


After dinner we were supposed to have s'mores but we didn't get around to it and Adrienne ate all the marshmallows.


Later on the girls went home and then it was just us guys and Mike got to fight with the TV, just like we all know he loves to do.


And that was the weekend! Well, pretty much. On Sunday I got asked to give a talk in my new ward (already?) and Sunday night everyone came over to watch Temple of Doom. No pictures. None.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Best Tuesday

Tuesday night I had the great fortune of being invited to the ballet. It was about pirates and watching all the ballerinas reminded me of this classic video from 2004:

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Best Everyone Went to the Park, Again

Saturday there was a picnic in the Central Park (again? well, this one was a lot better organized and a lot better attended) on the part of the park called Pilgrim Hill. Let's get the history lessons out of the way, here's the statue of the Pilgrim that is found atop Pilgrim Hill, a hill dedicated to honoring the Pilgrims. Considering the difficulty I had as a child remembering the difference between Pilgrims and pioneers, it was a fitting place for all the Mormons to spend the day.


So many beloved faces were there, like Reghan and Lexia. Boy, it's been so long since we've seen Reghan and Lexia.


It's nice to know they're up to the same old stuff.


Yes, Maria, shocking, I know.


And there's Ali.


Ellie, showing off.


Di and a sandwich


I invented another food item, the a reverse nacho! It's Fritos wrapped in a slice of cheese. Totally delicious, of course!


Hey, it's Mindy! Being attacked by Collin.


Rescue! I was the hero! I was Mindy's hero!


Kristin gave Collin an airplane ride.


I spent a lot of time standing off to the side, wondering why no one would give me an airplane ride.


Or why no one wanted to share my orange soda.



Well, almost no one.



When the picnic was over I was a helper and we carried all the picnic stuff to the corner to get picked up.



Tim Riggins?


Activities-Chair Lindsay thought of a bright way to get rid of the leftover food.


(If you can't tell, she's trying to sell the bread)
With the picnic stuff sent off, Collin, Randy, Reghan, Lexia, Mike and I stuck around and held a picnic after party.





The afterparty was primarily tumbling-based.



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cartwheels

These are two people walking their cat in the park. Of course. And the cat's name was Brad Pitt. Of course.


Later on, Collin met back up with his regiment.


At this point Saturday was far from over. Chance encounters on 14th Street lead to a spaghetti party like none other! Tune in next time I'm in the mood to upload pictures to learn all about it!

Best I Don't Just Cook Pasta

I also try out new taco recipes. For example, chorizo/potato/mushroom/onion tacos, as seen here.


Finding proper chorizo in a Manhattan grocery store? Pretty much impossible, mission not accomplished in this case. Finding acceptable corn tortillas? Also exceedingly difficult, failed in this case. But I bet the next time I make these tacos I get them right. Not that they weren't pretty good this time. But next time, watch out.