Good morning everybody. Its Wednesday and its a good day. Yesterday, when I first started this blog, I thought that a lot of the posts would be me wanting to talk about my glory days of high school and my mission. Those are things that I like to talk about but today I don't feel much like reminiscing. I feel like thinking and talking about the future and how I am going to make it a good future by making smart decisions right now. What do I want for my future? ........
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Well I mean there are the obvious things like, I want to get married, I want to graduate from college, I want to start a successful career, I want to father a great family, and other things that fit into the obvious section. But what about the not so obvious? Like what do I want to do for a career? Who do I want to marry? What do I want to study? Where do I want to live? What about all the stuff? I have no idea.
So you've seen the hobbit right? OK good, so you know how at the beginning the dwarfs spend a good amount of time in Bilbos house and Gandalf is trying to recruit Bilbo Baggins be to be the burglar for their company and to go with them to take back the mountain that they used to live in. Well Bilbo declines and then the next morning he wakes up and all the dwarfs and Gandalf is gone. He thinks about it for just a moment that takes off out his front door and he is running through other peoples yards, and jumping over fences and some one yells "where are you going?" and he just yells as he continues to run "I'm going on an adventure!". Ya that is my dream. I would loooooove to go on an adventure like that. There are just a few problems with me going on an adventure as compared to Bilbo Baggins. First of all, no one is coming to me asking me to embark with them on a journey to accomplish some goal. Second of all, I could just get in my car and drive and go do something adventurous with my life for the next few years, but there are so many questions, and different reasons why I couldn't go. Question - I have no money, where would I get money to fund my adventure? Should I just save up a few thousand dollars and then take off to somewhere and hope to get random odd jobs on the way to earn enough for my day to day life? Question - What would be the point of my adventure? I feel like if I went just to go on an adventure I would get bored. Every adventure needs a purpose. There needs to be something that wants to be accomplished with each adventure. Some might go on an adventure to go learn about a certain culture, others might go on an adventure to find some hidden treasure, others might go to get to know nature better, or some might go because they think that wherever they are going will make them better and what they want to do. So I don't know what the purpose of my adventure would be. Question - How difficult would I want my adventure to be? Would I bring my technology? Would I bring my iPhone 4 for when I get lost or have no money and need to ask my Dad to transfer money into my account so I can get home? There is really only one reason I see that I couldn't go on an adventure. I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter - Day Saints. Now you are probably thinking I mean to say that the Church discourages adventures. That't not what I mean. I love the gospel of Jesus Christ. I love His Church. I love Heavenly Father. I love His Prophet. I love to keep to commandments. Now its not that going on an adventure for a few years is a bad thing, its that there are other things that Heavenly Father wants me using my time for right now. For example, He wants me to get married, get an education, and start a family and career. There is no time to go on an adventure. If I wasn't LDS, I would probably be on an adventure right now, maybe even in some other country. Its not that the Church I attend is holding me back, its that I am choosing to do things that will make me happier in the future instead of doing the most fun things right now. If I get a good start at life, when I am 40 or 50 I will most likely have a lot of money, and an awesome family. If I go on an adventure for a a few years right now, I might be one of those bums that is just scraping his way through life. I don't want to be one of those guys.
Hence, my adventure desire. But it probably won't happen. At least not any time soon. I like having the security of my job and home to much to give those up for some crazy idea that I'm going to drive across the country and find happiness in exploring what's out there. Maybe if I am 30 years old and have done the college thing and still can't find a woman I want to marry, or a woman who wants to marry me. Then I will go on an adventure. I can wait.
Jones Soda
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Is Blogging a Girl Thing?
So I know I just posted a post. Or however you would say that. But I have been looking around. The only cool blogs that I see, like the only ones that I am actually interested in are girls. Do only girls blog? Cause I if that's the case then I am going to make a sweet man blog. Ya a man blog. I'll talk about all the annoying things that girls do, and all the stupid things they say, and all the things I love about girls. And then I'll talk about more man stuff. But really though.... is blogging a girl thing?
Why am I making a blog.
So ya my name is not really Taylor Jones.... I just don't know if I want people knowing this is me or not. I will probably change this blog eventually to my real name come out to the world as a blogger. But ya basically this blog is a place for me to just talk about whatever I am thinking about. I might tell stories that happened a long time ago. I might talk about what is going on right now in my life. I might tell embarrassing things that I do or that other people do. I might talk about lessons that I learned from mistakes I make or from mistakes other people make. Basically this will just be a blog of whatever I want to talk about. You will probably read a lot about girls and dating, because I have a good amount of stories and I really like to talk about that.
So I feel like starting this blog out with a story from my life that will give you a picture of what I am like. This explains what I like to do for fun. So it was the end of my junior year in high school, there were a bunch of people hanging out up in the canyon (I live in Salt Lake City, Utah.) and we were having a bonfire and the cops came and kicked us out of the canyon cause it was closing or something, whatever. So I told everyone to come back to my house and we would have another bonfire in my back yard. So there were probably 30 kids in my back yard. Some were playing basketball, others were jumping on the tramp, others were just sitting around the fire. I was getting kind of bored cause it was all the same kids I had hung out with for ever and it was the same girls gossiping about the same whatever. So I asked my buddies Landon and Colton if they wanted to go pool hopping. We had been a few times before that spring and we thought we were pretty good at it. So Landon called some girls (Jourdan and Julie) and they wanted to come. So we all got in the car and drove down to this private golf course that is pretty close to my house. And this is a nice golf course, the PGA Tour comes to it every year. So we got out of the car about half a mile away from the club house and boosted the girls over a 9 foot fence and then we jumped over the fence. We walked on the cool grass in the moonlight across pristine greens and grass tennis courts. We finally reached the pool. There was a 4 foot cobblestone wall that we had to jump over to get into the pool. So all of us were in the pool area and we (the three guys) instantly stripped down to our swimsuits and jumped into the water. The girls were a little more hesitant. When Colton jumped into the water he started squawking like a little girl because the water was a little nippy. We same around for a little bit more while the girls were still deciding if they were going to get in or not. Then Julie said "I saw a light from the club house". None of us really believed her but we were all still looking at the club house intently. I decided to believe her and got out, grabbed my stuff, and boosted her and Jourdan over the wall. by this time Landon and Colton had caught up with us and they were jumping over the wall along with me. We were all lightly jogging back to the fence where we parked our car. We could hear something behind us, we looked back and saw two flashlights bobbing up and down coming towards us and we all hear clearly and distinctly "Hey! Hey stop!". We ran faster that we had ever run before. Jourdan and Julie ran together, Colton and Landon ran together, and I ran on my own. I don't know exactly how the other four got back to the car. But when I ran off in my own direction I jumped into a pine tree and sat there for a few seconds and thought to myself, they will most definitely find me here. So I took off again. I found myself at a fence that had a house on the other side. Without thinking about it I jumped the fence. Then I looked up at the house. I could see no way around it. There was just walls on both side and no way to fit in between the house and the walls. I stood there for probably 45 seconds but it felt like forever. 45 seconds is a long time to wait when there are two security guards chasing you. I decided to run up onto the deck of the house. I explored the deck (next to their family room) for a moment and saw an opening to the street. I ran through and while I was running through the opening I realized I was running through rose bushes. I didn't get to scratched up. As I ran out onto the street I saw the car, it had just shifted into drive and was beginning to drive away. I ran as fast as I could to it and started pounding on the windows. They stopped and let me in and we all drove off. We laughed as we drove home that night. When I got home I noticed I lost one of my favorite flip flops. So I have the remaining flip flop on my shelf at home as a momentum to fun.
Every time I ride my bike by that golf course I think about that night when I almost got caught.
So I feel like starting this blog out with a story from my life that will give you a picture of what I am like. This explains what I like to do for fun. So it was the end of my junior year in high school, there were a bunch of people hanging out up in the canyon (I live in Salt Lake City, Utah.) and we were having a bonfire and the cops came and kicked us out of the canyon cause it was closing or something, whatever. So I told everyone to come back to my house and we would have another bonfire in my back yard. So there were probably 30 kids in my back yard. Some were playing basketball, others were jumping on the tramp, others were just sitting around the fire. I was getting kind of bored cause it was all the same kids I had hung out with for ever and it was the same girls gossiping about the same whatever. So I asked my buddies Landon and Colton if they wanted to go pool hopping. We had been a few times before that spring and we thought we were pretty good at it. So Landon called some girls (Jourdan and Julie) and they wanted to come. So we all got in the car and drove down to this private golf course that is pretty close to my house. And this is a nice golf course, the PGA Tour comes to it every year. So we got out of the car about half a mile away from the club house and boosted the girls over a 9 foot fence and then we jumped over the fence. We walked on the cool grass in the moonlight across pristine greens and grass tennis courts. We finally reached the pool. There was a 4 foot cobblestone wall that we had to jump over to get into the pool. So all of us were in the pool area and we (the three guys) instantly stripped down to our swimsuits and jumped into the water. The girls were a little more hesitant. When Colton jumped into the water he started squawking like a little girl because the water was a little nippy. We same around for a little bit more while the girls were still deciding if they were going to get in or not. Then Julie said "I saw a light from the club house". None of us really believed her but we were all still looking at the club house intently. I decided to believe her and got out, grabbed my stuff, and boosted her and Jourdan over the wall. by this time Landon and Colton had caught up with us and they were jumping over the wall along with me. We were all lightly jogging back to the fence where we parked our car. We could hear something behind us, we looked back and saw two flashlights bobbing up and down coming towards us and we all hear clearly and distinctly "Hey! Hey stop!". We ran faster that we had ever run before. Jourdan and Julie ran together, Colton and Landon ran together, and I ran on my own. I don't know exactly how the other four got back to the car. But when I ran off in my own direction I jumped into a pine tree and sat there for a few seconds and thought to myself, they will most definitely find me here. So I took off again. I found myself at a fence that had a house on the other side. Without thinking about it I jumped the fence. Then I looked up at the house. I could see no way around it. There was just walls on both side and no way to fit in between the house and the walls. I stood there for probably 45 seconds but it felt like forever. 45 seconds is a long time to wait when there are two security guards chasing you. I decided to run up onto the deck of the house. I explored the deck (next to their family room) for a moment and saw an opening to the street. I ran through and while I was running through the opening I realized I was running through rose bushes. I didn't get to scratched up. As I ran out onto the street I saw the car, it had just shifted into drive and was beginning to drive away. I ran as fast as I could to it and started pounding on the windows. They stopped and let me in and we all drove off. We laughed as we drove home that night. When I got home I noticed I lost one of my favorite flip flops. So I have the remaining flip flop on my shelf at home as a momentum to fun.
Every time I ride my bike by that golf course I think about that night when I almost got caught.
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