The Saturday Spent up North... How Much I Absolutely Love Bylaws... DM3, and Sen., Chairman Mitchell.. .The Mormon Dance... And Why I Grow Impatient

Sorry for the posts that haven't been made these last few days, things have been busy. I am now, however, rested, and ready to write another installment of this new blog of mine.

So I woke up at 6am on Saturday in order to get myself ready, and get to ADP HQ on time. I got there early, and when I pulled up, was greeted by none other than E-Rog. We had a short discussion about how good the settlement against Merck was before Alicia pulled up.

Alicia informed us that DM3 was running late, and was probably going to head straight to Flagstaff, so we'd be carpooling with Jessica and Fletcher. No problems there, but E-Rog decided that she wanted something to eat, so we went to Jack in the Crack right down the road and got some French toast sticks.

We got back to the ADP, and she offered me some, so I bent downwards, took my hands, and wafted the scent towards my nose, and inhaled accordingly. She began to laugh at me, and said that I was "such a yuppy" and wafting scents was "such a yuppy thing to do." She then called me "Alex," a joke which at first, I did not understand... until she added the "Keaton" to it.

She then decided that it was her sole mission in life, that morning, to make people start calling me "Alex Keaton," you know, from Family Ties... yeah, that Alex Keaton... wasn't gonna fly.

Anyway, I had a French Toast Stick.

The drive up was fine... nothing too exciting happened.

We arrived at NAU, and immediately encountered Ruben and Tom Reade, then began to look for the room in which the YDAz Exec Board meeting would be taking place. We found it, and yes, it did smell like vomit... apparently it smelled much worse before we arrived, and only began to clear up when Tony opened the windows.

So the meeting is about to begin and I am standing there, holding my just-taken-off blazer in one hand, and a pen and pad of paper in the other... then it happened.

From the other side of the room I hear: "Hey Alex!" and, to my horror, I see, flying towards me, a canister of that damned syrup from the French Toast Sticks that E-Rog ordered.

Who in their right mind would throw a canister of maple syrup at someone? That just isn't something people do!

So, this thing is flying towards me, and I see the entire room sort of look over and begin to watch it, expecting an explosion of stickiness, followed by a Stephen hissy-fit. I make a feeble attempt at catching it, and Ruben Alonzo steps out of the way.

Thank god for packaging because, much to my relief, and E-Rog's dismay, it didn't pop open and turn me into an angry, sticky person.

Tony then, after the initial shock, made a side comment about how she decided to throw it at the only person who actually cared about their clothes... then E-Rog called me Alex again, but it never caught on... she still says it will though...

So, the meeting happens... The HS Caucus is created, and I am formally appointed chair, and the workers, and college caucuses are created. yay! Then some other stuff happened, like the "Change for Change," recurring donor club (www.ydaz.org) and then the real fun the reason we all are YD's... Bylaws amendments... basically, hell on earth...

I was planning for more on the bylaws, but I'll save that for the entry later this week after we actually finish the revisions.

The State Committee stuff went smoothly; elected DM3 Secretary, and Harry Mitchell Chairman, as well as a few other things... it was a good thing.

So we all headed home, and I picked up my car, and decided I would head to John's house, where I am right now, writing this blog entry. We needed something to do, so we called our now mutual friends Cory and Randon, and planned to go to a movie. Little did we know, we were in for so much more!

We ditched the movie, and decided to go to a dance at the local LDS church by John's house. Randon had an invite since he happens to be Mormon, so it was all cool... one thing, Cory and I were both drinking Venti Frappachino's at the time, we caught some backward glances from the older Mormons at the dance, but all-in-all, it was ok...

So everything was cool, dance was moderately fun, until I told some uncouth jokes, and we decided it was time to leave...

The night went on, and John, Cory and I were the only 3 left out of the original Valiant 4... so we decide to go to a burger joint... they were closed, so we got Chuy's instead.

What a day, I did a lot, and look forward to tomorrow, when I shall meet with my friends at 4pm, and rush to get homework done before and after they arrive. Joy.

Sleep well, world.