SCANNED CLASSICS...

Though most "scanned classics," are pretty random, I believe these scanned classics are even more so. I was going through some old photos and came across all of these (and more for another day!) and couldn't resist.

Apparently we were both pretty excited about fall time in Logan:

Brad and Maeve's wedding:

Part of a high key assignment for Photo I class. I have always LOVED this photo of Hallie. She looks so calm, peaceful and above all, beautiful!

Yep. Christmas was good this year.

Not quite sure how old I am here, but I see a lot of Cambria in this photo. My actual baby photos make us almost look like twins.

Classic and Scanned Classics

Ever since I returned from my mission in 2002, I've been telling my parents that I would go through all my boxes of letters and other mission knick-knacks that I had sent home over the two years, or brought home with me. I finally got around to that last week. I had about five or so boxes of letters, trinkets, photos-you name it, I had it. It was hard to go through so many letters and other things that meant so much to me on my mission and then just throw them away (I did keep a few). I wanted to keep them and organize them somehow, but let's face it, six years later they were still collecting dust, so the chances of organizing every last thing was not going to happen. Maybe I'm weird though, I guess thinking back on it, most of my mission companions didn't save the letters they received from friends and family...

Many of you know Bryan Bostrom. Well, Bryan and I went to high school together and were friends and ended up getting our mission calls on the same day to the same mission. Crazy right? The MTC was awesome, it just felt like a prolonged hang out session with Bry at times and then we hit the mission field. During the mission we would see each other sporadically at best. For me, during the hard times, it was such a blessing to be able to call a friend from home and talk things over with them, vent or whatever, without breaking mission rules. There were a few times that Mr. Bostrom was the sole reason I kept my sanity in tact (or mostly). Throughout our missions we hoped to serve together-or at least close by. Around halfway, we thought up a scheme to try and become mission companions: it was simple, we'd campaign for it. It sounded genius to us. We'd make buttons with our pics and a slogan on them, pass them around the mission and have people wear them at interviews and zone conferences. Well, we didn't go all the way through with it. After coming up with catchy sayings and slogans, making buttons and nearly putting the plan into action, we decided that though our mission president would have a good laugh, it might actually lesson our chances of achieving our goal.

While sifting through the mission boxes, I found the slogans for the buttons. I still think they are hilarious. I'll list them out below for your enjoyment. Let me know which ones you like best and which one you think we settled on before disbanding our idea-if you want of course.

1. PRAY NOW-Bostrom and Wilkins for comps
2. Bostrom and Wilkins-It Just Feels Right
3. The field is white already for Bostrom and Wilkins-comps '02
4. Don't Let Your Heart Be Troubled, Neither Keep These Two Apart-Bostrom and Wilkins '02
5. Bostrom Without Wilkins is Dead-comps '02
6. Suffer It To Be So Now-Bostrom and Wilkins '02
7. GKC: Greatest Kentucky Companionship-Bostrom and Wilkins '02
8. Make God's Army Complete-Bostrom and Wilkins '02
9. The Best Companionship Since Scooby and Shaggy-Bostrom and Wilkins 2002

I recently came across the scanned classics I have below.
Looking totally awesome is Jer, all dressed and ready for one of our white trash bowling sessions.
The group pic is from a camping trip to the beloved Knolls out past Tooele. Looks as if we've just finished an epic dance session, which I'm sure we had. It also looks like Brad and Curtis have the same shoes on-so cute of them to dress alike. I think Brad is the only one that looks halfway cool, the rest of us look pretty goofy, er, I mean, awesome.
And the one with Ryan, Jesse and I was taken, I think right before Ryan left on his mission. Jesse is sporting some nice hair and we all look like we're 15 at best. Of course we're representing for the Rockin' Rollers rollerskating crew. RR 4 LIFE.

Mother Knows Best...

Me, Ty and Landon-Californ-a-rama
Originally uploaded by oscphotography

The semester that I met my lovely wife, Hallie, I remember a phone call with my mom that went something like this:
MOM: Are you dating anybody?
ME: Not really.
MOM: If you would just cut your hair, you'd be able to find someone who would date you because then they'd see you really are handsome.
ME: Well, I don't want to date anyone who is so superficial that my hair would be that big of a deal. If they don't like that my hair is black or long or whatever it is, then that's not the type of person I want to date.
MOM: You look so much better with your hair shorter and not dyed black though.
ME: I like it and I don't think it makes a difference. They're either going to like me for me or they're not and that's what I care about.
MOM: Ok, but you're never going to get serious with anyone until you cut your hair.

Hallie and I had just started hanging out just before the end of the same semester the above picture was taken. Nothing had really happened, but was on the verge-or so it seemed. It was only when I finally cut my hair that we started dating and that things got serious.

Bottom line: Whether we like it or not, mom's are usually right. Most of us fought it our whole lives, but the older you get, the more you have to swallow your pride when you see that 95% of all the things your mom (and/or dad) have always said-that you didn't want to hear because you thought you knew better-were always right. And in this particular instance, she could not have been more right. My hair was soo sick. It makes me laugh that I even had friends, let alone girls that would date me.

Cabin Time

This last weekend a group of us (yes, all dudes) made the journey to the hollowed ground of Island Park, ID. Over the years our friend Curtis and his family have shared their beloved cabin with many friends, allowing us to create some of the most epic memories our minds are capable of storing.
Cabin trips have always meant a lot of things. Some of which include:
*Good old fashioned chill time with friends
*Epic rides on snowmobiles
*Wakeboarding/water skiing
*Ridiculous amounts of Mt. Dew
*Fires/fire stories
*Jumping off the garage into the massive amounts of snow
*Ernies/West Yellowstone
*Games
*Laughing
*Competition
The most important part of the cabin trips to me have always been the friendships that were made and/or solidified and the lasting effect and influence they have had.
In a form of nostalgic blowout, we had our last hurrah at the cabin in the foreseeable future. You see, our good friends Curtis and Ali will be making the move to D.C. early next month and so Curtis gathered some of the best together (though all were not able to come unfortunately) for one last trip before the big move.
As we made the drive up I thought to myself that the first time I went to the cabin I was only 15 or 16 and how much has happened in my life and the lives of my friends in that amount of time. We've all grown up so much and have become the adults, that in many ways, we never thought we could or would, yet here we are. But over this last weekend we were the same ridiculous teenagers we used to be and still are in some ways. It was an awesome time to be able to forget our present responsibilities and be renewed again-though I'm not sure any of us handled the lack of sleep, mass amounts of Mt. Dew, etc. the way we once could!
Thank you Curtis and thank you Smith family for all the memories!
-I didn't take too many pictures with my new D300, as I spent most of my free time reading the inch-thick manual. I did take some however and plan on posting them shortly, but in the meantime, Brad took a lot of awesome shots, has posted them and plans to post more here. Keep checking Brad's blog for great picture updates!

Hallie's Scanned Classics!

1) Jill's 80's birthday party. I'm on the end in the off the shoulder little black number! Which later spit due to too much dancing.
2) Hot Dogs in Mexico! nothing's safer!
3) RIGID, I pledged never to tell the meaning behind our name!

Copycat post...Scanned Classics

So I've enjoyed Brad's scanned classics so much over the past several months that I decided to "Borrow," his idea and do a few scanned classics of my own...


I believe this is from Spring Break 1998 in St. George at Jim Clarke's condo. An epic trip to say the least, I think the picture does all the talking.


I remember how stoked we all were on these shirts that we all got in West Yellowstone and it's pretty obvious why.



I remember taking trips up to Logan to visit Brad and co. before my mission. This trip Brad and I spent an entire day designing these drink helmets that would probably sell for hundreds on Ebay.


Can anyone say: "Maliboo-ya?"


Skating is serious business...

You may be saying to yourself, "Boy, that Jeremy sure is full of himself posting all those pics with him in them." To my defense, for any of you who may be thinking that, I got all these scanned pics from a compilation I was putting together to make a DVD of all of me and my friends and Hallie and her friends. Umm...yeah, the DVD never was finished.