Pretty Cool

So in my job we do a lot of cleaning. Most of the sites we clean are container storage areas that house hazardous waste. We clean these sites weekly. The reason why I'm wasting your time to read this is because we can't chase the Starlings out of these sites. Most people just call them Black Birds, but there real name is a Starling. They poop all over the place, and we have to scrub the floors with our mops forever to get the poop off. You can't disturb the wildlife at all on a federal facility, so we get stuck cleaning poop every spring during nesting season. There are two tension wires in every site and they love to sit on them and poop. Every Site we show up at has a nice x pattern of poop on the floor. On Friday morning I went out to feed my Chickens and the whole sky went dark as a huge flock of Starlings passed over my head. I covered my head with my arm and ran into my house. I was able to escape with out any hits, but I could hear them bombing all around me. It made me crack up because I had a Mission Buddy how told a story of a time when his sister was watching the birds. I guess she was hiding under a blanket, and he was teasing her. All of a sudden a crow flew right into their window and scared the crap out of both of them. Neither one dared to go out of the house to see if the bird was dead or alone? I don't remember how it ends but I still think it was funny.

Have to Love the Chuckle?

Why can Dad's always tickle so good? I remember the few times in my life my Dad was home, he would sometimes rough house with Randy and myself. I just remember being held down and tickled so bad that you could hardly breath. I guess I learned the skill of the Daddy Tickle.

Sick Day from Work?

Yesterday during the workout I could really feel some unpleasant burning in my lungs. It felt like they where bleeding, and like an idiot I kept on going and now today I feel horrible. I hate having any kind of cold because you can't really do anything about them until they pass. If you jam a finger or roll an ankle you just avoid those things that hurt them, but a cold effects everything you do. It's kind of a blessing in a way, because I was able to spend some time with my wife and boy's during breakfast that doesn't happen to often. Sawyer saw the snow and now doesn't want to be inside one bit, but he doesn't want to get dressed ether. Rocky loves pancakes and isn't afraid to fight to get the ones he wants. Sawyer is a little monkey he can climb on anything and it is pretty funny to she how his little brain figures out what needs to go where in order to get up where he wants. Hoser was sick last night and I was scared that it was parvo, but he's acting a lot better today and even tried chasing the cat for a while. Mindy was worried also about it, because we had lost a Lab when we first where married named June to parvo. It was not a nice experience to see a dog suffer like that. I gave Hoser a couple doses of pepto and he seems to be doing good. Stephanie my sister-in-law is in town for a couple days it was good to see her. Her and her husband Richard live in Texas. This last summer we went down and visited them, and they showed us a really good time. Probably the best vacation of my life. Not to get off the subject but one of my friends Mike Blackstone use to have a couple saying that really fit into life. (1) The lowest IQ in a group with suck out the rest of groups IQ, leaving them all with low IQ's. (2) The loss of one trained chimp doesn't stop the circus. (3) No good deed goes unpunished. This morning I had gotten up gave Hoser his med's, drove all the way down to my van pool (realized I was sick and drove home), and then went back to my bed to sleep. I had been asleep for a while and felt like staying that way and the phone rang. Mindy handed me the phone, it was my cousin Lindsey. This last weekend I had cleaned her car for her. It was kind of a gift for her because she's won all sorts of awards for softball and I've never seen her play. In trying to make up for it I told her I'd clean her car. So to tie it back into the story she is in the cold trying to clear her windows for school with no ice scraper. Yea I found it in my garage. The moral of the story is even though I tried to do a good deed, she ended up with no ice scraper, and I ended up getting woke up on my one morning to sleep in.

Recession proof your Family

Just thought this was funny. The Comet was because Mindy had cleaned the sink the day before.
The kids don't use it on their teeth....

Hoser

As many people might know I have a Dog named Hoser. He isn't my first dog named this and maybe not my last? My first Hoser, aka Hoser 1, was a good dog I got him the day that we lost to east in the little league playoffs. I think I was 10 years old. He filled a early ticket to the promise land when he jumped from my brothers truck with his leash tied around his neck. My brothers truck still has the dent from where he kicked it upon finding Hoser 1 dead. Hoser 2 was a replacement bought by my brother. He also was a smart puppy and loved us all. When I was 14 years old my Dad had put me to work on a pipeline in Skull Valley. The line was a couple miles long and Hoser loved going out there with us. One day Bud jumped in my Dad's little truck to run to the Cargill Salt Plant for a needed tool or something, Hoser 2 chased him thinking it was my Dad. When my Dad yelled for him he turned from following Bud and crossed into the other lane where a speeding driver hit him head on. We had a service for him that night before we left and placed him on the Northeast side of the fourth telephone pole South of Teddy Bears. So this is my new Hoser he's a smart dog and has learned a lot of tricks already and is fun to have around. My other Pup Willy has long left me. My father-in-law retired a few months ago and Willy has been by his side ever since. I don't know if Hoser will replace Willy but they both will always hold a good spot in my heart. The video does not give Hoser the best credit for his tricks. It is understandable that the first time in front of the camera he was very excited.

My new adopted Brother while Randy is gone.

So my Family was planning on sending my little brother Randy some stuff for Christmas. My job was to collect a few things and get them to Kari. Well I'm pretty busy and time just gets away from me sometimes. I did manage after countless reminders from Mindy and Kari to go snag these pictures of Keith. He was pretty excited about going to see Big Red and being able to sit in my Dad's mustang. My only mistake was not having the camera on his face when I started the car. It was priceless.

No Rest For The Wicked

I know it's been a little while from my last post, but I've been over whelmed with parties and details. Nothing changes much around my neck of the woods. I get up Mon-Thurs brush my teeth, drink a glass of milk, fill up a gallon of water, water and feed my birds, check for eggs, and go to work. Out the door by 5:15am and back by 7:00pm. During the day to day of work I might be sweeping rocks, wearing tyvek, decked out in full gear air tanks and all, sitting doing paperwork, getting samples ready for the lab, filing old sample stuff, or just anything my boss tells me to do. The job is cool because during our lunch break we go to the gym. I have a group of friends that really like to push our workouts. During the summer we circuit train Mon and Weds. On Tuesday we had a couple of four mile runs we would alternate between, lots of hills and dirt trials (makes you work, road running is easy). Thursday was normally a hard sprint/weight day. The weather isn't so nice we really have stuck pretty much to www.Crossfit.com. We come up with some good stuff on our own also that really pushes the body to wanting to just give up. I always like it when you don't know if your going to puke or not, makes it more interesting.

Monday nights Hero's is mine and Mindy's time together. Kid's get milk and say prayers around 9:00 and then Mindy and I turn on the DVR. How did people live without DVR for so long? This little black box has pretty much saved my life or Damned it (you decide). One more week of Hero's and then back into wondering what the next season will hold. We are trying to make sure Family Night gets done on Monday but I think Sunday works better for us.

Tuesday is nothing to exciting Mindy was working this day? Now she'll be here doing nails for friends and family so I'll just have fun keeping kid's out of Mom's way.

Wednesdays have been our Ultimate Fighter night for the last couple of weeks. It's been an o.k. season, but really can any of you stand Frank Mir? I'd hate to call any former Champion a Idiot but this guy fits the bill (if anyone ever has). I'm sure that he will get smashed on the 27th. What did everyone think of the "Fight for our Troops"? There where some crazy things going on!

http://www.ufc.com/index.cfm?fa=eventdetail.fightCard&eid=1808



You can check out the results at the link above. The night was INSANE!!! If you watched you seen a broken arm, which in over sixteen years if watching I've seen only once. A guy knocked out and still standing up (well at least for a second or so?) I'll get back to the post.

Thursday is nice because at my full time job it's Friday, and I don't mind getting to sleep in to around 7:00 or 8:00 the next day. This means that Mindy and I can normally stay up and catch Jay Leno or maybe even Conan.

Fridays are kind of a blur because I'm really busy detailing and just trying to do the best job I can and give people an awesome looking car. I like it when I get done and can look at it and know it's most likely never been that clean sense its left the factory. Other than wear and tear that no one can do anything about. (Matt. 6: 19-2019 ¶ Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal: 20 But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal)

Saturdays are fun for me. Salazar comes over around 9:00 or 10;00 and we practice. This works out for me great because by Saturday I'm healed up from the workouts of the week and can at least hold his attacks off for a little while. I feel that things are falling into place and I should have a good chance of getting some more wins in the next tournament. The rest of the day I do another detail or try to get some of my honey do's done.

Sundays are busy!!! I thought this would be a day to rest? Church starts @ 9:00 so in order to get kids ready Mindy and I have to get a good jump on things. Most of the weeks after Church I have meeting with the Bishop. Then right after that we have our Presidency meeting. It is about six hours from when I leave my house to when I get home, if we don't have visits.

Well if anyone wonders what I'm up to there it is in a nutshell. At least until I get my paintball course up and running..... Like I said "No rest for the wicked"

O.K. this is the way to do it RIGHT!!! 435-241-0149

Look at the build up by where the door opens up. I got all this up. I remove every piece of trim. So nothing is left hiding in your car.

There is no way you can get to this with out removing the seats...

Notice the patches where the seats where sitting. That's the color the floor is suppose to be.

So you may have seen me cleaning a lot of cars lately? I have been doing details for a couple months now and I feel that my services are second to none. I charge way less then anyone else and out clean everyone of them, hands down! I am booked out for a while but I detail on Fridays and Saturdays so give me a call when you want your car or truck to feel better than new. I have added some picture just to show off a little bit. I do the whole nine yards. I take care of my people. Just ask around. Seat come out so every inch gets cleaned. You would not believe what hides between seat and under them. Door Jam's are spotless no grease and grim. All rubber is cleaned and treated. Every air vent is mucked out. You know that grim that builds up on your door handle and steering wheel? Well I love getting ride of that slimy gross stuff. Have you ever heard of a clay bar? Well it takes all the surface contaminates off of your paint. Take a plastic bag and place your hand inside, run it over the paint on your car it will feel like sand. Well the clay bar takes all that off. Then when it's waxed it's so smooth nothing stick to it. It stay clean and looks great for a long time. I could go on all night. Trust me, you bought your car and loved it when it was new, bring it to me and you'll fall in love with it again. Times are hard no sense going out and buying a new car just call me and we will have it looking better than it did the day you bought it. Most people who know me might remember my old red Explorer I clean it three time getting it ready to put up for sale and every time I cleaned it, it looked so darn good I threw away the for sale sign and hung onto it for another year. 435-241-0149

(Photo are from a good friend of mine work truck, please don't let yours get this dirty before bringing it in!)

Long Time No See?

Sorry for the long time between post's, I've been very busy. So the tournament happened on the 15th of Nov., and seemed to go pretty good. I entered into a class that is for people who have less then two years of training but more than six months. When we showed up the 6 month guys where going at it, and man I thought that I had made a mistake because they looked good. I felt good after the first match went pretty easy pulling off a secret move me and Salazar had been working on and then finishing the match with a triangle choke. The second match I was more aggressive and took the guy down pretty fast. Then I had been working on passing his guard. I tried a neck crank and it worked. The last match went for a while and I had to get out of a couple triangles, two arm bars, and a lot of other crap. At one point in the match he had a shoulder lock on me and the thought I had tapped, so they had to start us in the same position. Lucky for me he was high and I rolled out. They stopped us again because his eye got cut and was pooling up in his eye when he was on his back. The cut happened when we had tied up earlier in the match. I think my forearm or something bumped it at it started pouring pretty good. The doctor told him he was done and need to go get stitched up by I said I didn't want to win that way and asked if he could finish. The Ref. and Doctors said it was up to us, we both agreed and started again. I had him in a deep arm triangle early in the match and I could hear him running out of breath but he slipped into half guard and got away. I mention this because this is what he ended up finishing me with. It was fun because I was one of the only grapplers with out coaches and corner people. It made me feel good about the hard work I put into getting ready, to show up to compete and hang with guys who go to real gyms a couple times a week really felt good. I had quite a crowd down there with me. Mindy, Brandon and Jenelle Geipel, Greg Llyod, Scott Schofield, and Gary Hensley all came down to support me. I really wish I could of won gold for them. Gary told me that he liked watching me get beat. I thought it was funny. I just am very impressed with the support my friends and wife showed for me. I have had tons of people congratulate me on the tournament. I'm in debt to Salazar for coming over to my place all the time and helping my learn new moves and building my game. I owe a big thanks to my CrossFit crew from work for pushing my work outs harder and harder every day. In the video of the last match we had been grappling for close to twenty minutes it is easy to tell that I was still pretty fresh and that he was done, to bad I couldn't get out of that last hold. Thanks to everyone for the support and encouragement and I'll get the gold next round. I am thinking of doing two classes next tournament one more time in the <2 years of experience division and then in the beginner absolute also which is no weight classes.

Green River Overlook

Well it's not really a known overlook, but I couldn't think of anything better to call it. Rick and I found this place on one of our outings during the deer hunt. The Canyon walls where so steep that I couldn't stand up and look through the bino's at the same time. Rick and I also traveled through a real big canyon that had us worried about a flash flood the whole time, because there is nowhere to go. The walls are so high you can't see the tops without putting your head out the window. After we made it out of the canyon we pushed a few areas looking for deer. No luck there but we did push out this nice 5x5 Bull Elk.

Ready to GO!!

Today was way busy for me but everything seems to be falling into place for my Deer Hunting trip to Flaming Gorge. I had a Flag Football game in the morning. The other team didn't have all their players so I filled in and helped out. Had a pretty good game finally was able to catch a few passes. I had my team color still on, so I had fun playing games and trying to get my real team to throw the ball to me. It was a good time. When I got home I got a hold of Hollis H. (He's a stud by the way for letting me barrow his four wheeler). I jogged down to his house to pick it up so I could just drive it back, and man my body is tired. I hope this hunt goes easy and I can find a deer without having to put in to many miles. I have been pushing my training pretty hard and all my joints are feeling it. Mindy made me some lunch while I mowed the lawn. Man do weeds grow fast or what!!! I'm sick of weeds!!! This afternoon Rick and I went over to the gravel pit and shot our rifles. My weapon of choice this year is a .270 while, Rick is going to use a 30-06.We are both right on the money and shouldn't have any problems hitting a deer. We had some targets over at the pit that look like chickens and pigs. We had some fun setting them up like the chickens where holding the pigs hostage, and we had to save the pigs by only shooting the chickens. Pretty fun little game. I think we will have a good time out hunting, I just hope Mindy can handle the three little boys. She already told me that she is going to get a new camera out of this deal. I think it would be better for all the sales around Christmas, but what do I know? I'll post about the hunt when I return.

Wednesday 6/25/08.
I had gotten back from Texas on 6/23/08, went into work on the following day. Jason Rawls asked if I wanted to go to pine view and enter a tournament for Tiger Muskie on Wednesday. I figured it had been a whole two days since my last fishing trip so what the heck why not?
We headed out from his place about 5:30 a.m. which ironically is the same time we leave for work. By seven we were on the lake also kind of funny because that’s when we have our morning meeting to find out our daily tasks at work, we had ours on the boat dock. Fished around a little and had fun talking and telling stories about other fishing trips. Rawls let out a yell! He had just seen the first Tiger of the day it had followed his lure in but didn’t take.
Shortly after I had one on my line and Jason's got the net he scooped it up, and handed me a leather glove I looked at the fish and told Rawls to lip that sucker. “You lip him!” was his reply. At that point the fish turned his head while opening its mouth. I then knew why Rawls didn’t want to stick his hand to close to a Muskie’s teeth. We were all giddy because the boat had seen its first Muskie. It was 25" on the nose.
Jason then hooked a good one it ran straight down into the deep tangling itself around some structure. Jason had told me a story earlier in the day about on of the guy’s in the tournament that had dove into Grantsville Reservoir to free up a stuck anchor, so then we discussed diving in and trying to untangle the line other options included dropping the anchor and using the rope to guide me down to the bottom to pull it loss. Both ideas didn’t seem too bad in only 15ft. of water but I really didn't like the idea of Muskie teeth and dark water. After steering the boat in circles and tugging from every possible angle I had a brain storm. I started throwing the anchor in past his line and dragging it back toward me. We had did this a dozen or so times when I looked around us and seen what I thought was a sunning carp on the water about 10-20 yards away from us. We both then realized it was a Tiger and pretty good sized at that. I told Jason to hold on for awhile and that I was going to cast in front of it a couple times. The fish didn’t respond to the lure and was acting kind of sluggish. Then the second light bulb, It was Jason’s fish. Somehow between the anchor and the tugging we had worked it off the hook. Jason used the trolling motor and went towards it with net in hand. The fish swam deeper into the murky water but Rawls long arms reached down and scooped it up. He was excited! Turned out to be 29 1/2” long and was quit tired after the fight but Rawls did his magic and worked it back to life and off it went.
We continued to have a good time eating snacks and sandwiches often getting calls from work asking questions it was shaping up to be a great day not even noon and two great fish. We had tried a few different baits up to this point. Rawls had even worked a rattle trap we found hung up in the trees. He told me to use what ever I wanted in his tackle box, so I snooped around for something that might catch the big one. From the radio static we could understand we figured Rawls fish was in second place to a 40” that another boat had caught. We needed a big one if we wanted the purse. Rawls dug into a bag and pulled out a crack bait that looks just like a crappie about 3” long and pretty hefty. I through it out a couple times trying to get it to look like a small fish. We both chuckled about it because the splash it made was larger than an Olympic Diver would make.
“The guy at Sportsman’s Warehouse told me if he was fishing for Muskie’s this is what he’d us.” Rawls told me.
I played with it for a couple casts it was hard to get the speed right so the action looked like a real fish. On the next cast after the tsunami had passed, WHAM I had another one on. By now he had landed a few and got this one in with no problem. 25” again I think this fish is following us around. We laughed are heads off at the idea this actually worked not more that 15 cast’s and the Crappie had taken blood.
The day passed by with a lot of casting and a few snags. The Crappie lure got caught up on a branch and after tugging to hard I ripped it in half. It now looks as if Jaws took a chuck out of its rear end. I think Rawls needs to make a plaque that says “Have I got a story for you” and mount it on it.
We moved across to the other side of the lake only after fishing the shore line that had the two pieced sun bather laid out on it. The other side turned out to be a good choice. It was a nice set up with lots of cover and nice structure to cast around. I hooked a nice small mouth bass shortly after getting there. We then worked the shoreline making some picture perfect casts and not letting one hole pass by us. We where coming up on a point and Rawls mentioned how he liked the look of it. He let his line rip and placed his secret lure right in the honey hole. You guessed it “FISH ON”. This one was a little trickier to get into the boat the wind was pushing us hard into the shore and the trolling motor was running low on juice, but we overcame and got it in another 25”.
After starting back down the shoreline I placed a cast parallel to the bank about three feet out from some reeds. Me lure was about five feet from the boat when a flash of light went past it, shot he missed it! Rawls told me to let the line out and just let it sit. After waiting a couple seconds I started to retrieve again and BAM the fight was on. I guess this is a common technique for Muskie’s that miss the lure. Rawls pulled up the trolling motor and started to outboard driving us into deeper water. The wind was just tossing us around too much and he didn’t want to hit any structure while trying to land the fish. I had the fish about 10 feet from the boat when he lifted his head and shook the hook right out of his mouth. I was bummed out. We checked the clock and had about an hour before having to go back to the dock and meet back up with everyone. We decided to go try that same shoreline one more time.
The wind was still blowing and the motor was on its last leg, when we came up to Rawls point again I tossed my line in and started reeling. My line tightened and another fish was trying to get lose. I worked him in fast because I didn’t want another one to get off. He was a good on the first time the net came up with him his tail was out of one side and his head out the other. I was scared he was going to get away, but Jason is a pro and scooped him up. 31” long and really nice colored.
We headed back toward the boat dock to check in. It was still kind of early and the wind calmed down so we fished along an area by the dock, Rawls had one follow him right in by the boat. He didn’t notice it in time and when he engaged the trolling motor it took off. We meet back up around 4:00 pm and they handed out the prize money. First place was 40 ½” and second was 40”. After talking with the other boats we found out we had caught the most the next closest had caught four fish, but they had three people. Rawls took some time to say bye to his friends and then we headed home, but not until he talked his way out of a ticket for his boat being unregistered. In the parking lot he stopped and took some pictures of a moose.
Well it might not surprise you but he left the lake around 5:40 pm which is the same time we leave work. Then to top off the day I walked through my door at 7:00 pm which just happens to be the time I get home on most work days. I have to say that I love my job, but if I could do this four days a week life would be Great.
Thanks Rawls for the good times and the great stories we’ve made.

How It all started

Hello,
Well this kind of seems a little less than manly. I had to start my own blog because I have a lot of rants and ideas that would of crowded my families page. There must be something to this, because there has been at least three night that I've woke up to Mindy reading blogs on the computer when she should be sleeping. Some might wonder about my Blog name? This dates back all the way to third grade when Spencer Loveless and I learned what Embalming meant. He told be that when we got older we would open a morg. and call it "Palmer's Embalmers". As I grew up I found a sport that was just getting started called MMA (UFC), I told myself that my fight name would be "Robbie The Embalmer Palmer". Then while serving a mission in Nova Scotia I made a great friend (Joshua Grey) who's family owned a morg. in New Zealand. When I told him my Fight name, he agreed 100%. Speaking of MMA? Free fights tonight on Spike T.V..
Here are my thoughts:

Bisbing vs. Leban = Bisping will be the better striker, and will most likely win, but Leben has a crazy chin and can take a lot. His only chance is to knock out Bisping. If it goes to the ground Bisping has the advantage in my book, some might disagree but he just hasn't had to show it yet.

Jardine vs. Vera = This one I'm thinking Vera if he shows up to fight. If he comes out the way he has in his last two fights he'll find himself in Chuck Lidell's position of having to watch reruns of Jardine beating him while knowing he should of never lost the fight. (nothing against Jardine He's a stud, I was able to go and grapple at the same gym he trains at while I was in New Mexico COOL PLACE! Greg Jackson is one of the best MMA Trainers in the world.)

There are a lot of fights on the card most unknown fights so I can't really base my opinion about them off of stats alone.

See that is a good example of why I needed my own page?

Last Sept. Nate and Kami surprised me by getting me and Nate tickets to UFC 76 "Knock Out"
The promoters named it this in hopes that every fight would end in a knock out. Since then I have had a drive to compete in something ,but MMA does have some draw backs? For instance I still have to provide for my Family, so what happens if you get caught and break something like a leg or a jaw? Losing a job over a Hobie isn't really smart. Second by nature I'm not really a mean person. Wrestling was o.k. because you can beat people up and hurt them but you don't have to hit them until there eye's roll back into their head or the ref. pulls you off. Third people's perception of the sport? People have a hard time seeing anything but "human cock fighting". This is unfortunate because it really is a true sport with the most highly of trained athletes in the world. I think people see boxing and think it's safer because of the gloves they wear. Well statics speak for them self, other than last year the only other fighter to ever die was in an unsanctioned fight in Ukraine. Boxing, Football, Hockey, Nascar lose people all the time. I think if my Bishop was a boxer people might not see anything wrong with it, but If he was a MMA fighter it might cause some problems. To avoid this I'm going to compete in a submission tournament down in Orem on the 15th of Nov.. My good friend Craig Salazar was coming over and teaching me a lot and helping progress, I think he's really helped me get going in the right direction. I like the transition form wrestling to submission grappling. Most of the moves can be used in both sports ,but I know a good submission grappler could beat a wrestler almost every time. My friends from work have been helping me also. They take turns beating me up, a new person jumps in every 1:30 min. that way I'm always getting a fresh person to grapple with. I use to think I could do anything for 15 min. ? Well try that and you'll think twice. I still have Wednesday night's open for Grappling. We start @ 7:30 and go for about 1 1/2 hrs. call if you want to come over.