something like olivia.

hello anyone and everyone.

who said it was july 27th already?

time doesn't mess around.

well, our summer has been grandiose. 

we've done a lot of cool things, ie:

played croquet.

watched state championship baseball.

visited other countries.

ate at buffets.

 made cool music videos.

watched our friend qualify for the olympics.

hosted rad concerts.

played in rad concerts. 

had knee surgeries. ouchie.

 ran a half marathons.

and...

- had lots of friends get engaged.

- had lots of friends get married.

- welcomed home missionaries.

- car rides.

- hikes.

- good food.

- fell in love (???).

and the works.
(but not fireworks. we don't
condone that).

we're already jealous of our own summer.

but who wouldn't be?

we played croquet!

ciao for now. 

it's hard to believe i was once just a twinkle in your eye.

on a scale of one to ten,

did we forget how to post on our blog?

answer: no.

we're just busy doing other important things.

so, sorry that we're not sorry.

and not to mention, taylor b.'s mom

says that it sounds like a storm's rolling

in every time she types on the keyboard 

of their home computer.

sorry that my fingers aren't as dainty as they could be.

sorry that it sounds like thunder when i type.

if that's not discouraging,

i dunno what is.

in conclusion, we can't blog as much.

but we'll try. 

happy father's day (in advance).

also, happy labor day. 

all your heroes are in black and white.

dear taylor olson,

you're in paris.
and i'm in provo.
you don't have your computer there
(i'm typing on it right now),
so it's hard to say if you'll reply to this,
but i have a couple things to tell you. blog style.

i'm on my second of a series of "two-week challenges."
you know the first was my two-weeks-without-music.
it was killer. also nice.
i celebrated its end with this:

and what a sweet celebration it has been.
john does it again. see for yourself:



the next challenge in the series is no eating out. for two weeks.
it started yesterday and also,
i've almost lost 10 times.
i hate games that i almost lose 10 times or more.
after last semester, i don't know how to
cook food in provo.
remember how we ate out for every meal?
yeah. old habits die hard.
or live long. either.

clint has semi-finals tomorrow.
undefeated in playoffs so far,
and i care more about this than
any other game of all time.
graduated 3 years ago,
and still livin' the dream.
old habits die hard.
or live long.

maybe i'll go to paris in a couple weeks?
tell vee i might be seeing her soon.
and i'll see you soon, baby.

taylor berhow.

ps: thank you for leaving a carton of eggs.
i'll cook those for breakfast lunch and dinner. 

log out when you're done.

exciting news from the land down under.

taylor b. is not** a contributing author to this website:

www. disreport . net

click the link above to view her latest article. 

ask us if we're having a good summer

in washington, paris, hawaii, colorado, and utah?

we are.
especially in utah.

**edit - "now" 

bound for the promised land.

did anyone else notice that it's 2012?

when did that happen?
we graduated from college three years ago.
ha ha. 

sleeping pills and late night films.

hello, all.

it's summer now. 

SUMMER.

here are our plans:

work, read, watch LOST (taylor o. must be caught up),

listen to music, find a summer fling (lol), get our tan on,

swim, park (our cars), go to the park, play frisbee,

go to weddings, play the guitar, and enjoy that summer

b r e e z e. 

and we'll instagram everything we do. 

why wouldn't we?

i can't think of a reason. 

here's a look into the mind of an artist.

call it, "summer apartment."

the more filters, the more artsy.

#sorrythatimnotsorry

i'm a man of means by no means.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY,

THATCHER!

AND MAY THE ODDS BE 

EVER IN YOUR FAVOR.