I think I was supposed to bring some kind of temple recommend to the City Creek mall. It’s cool and all, but the vibe is weird and lots of people are wearing name tags.

It certainly could have been cool if they had, say, a single damned place to get a beer and people-watch. Everything does seem to lead you to the temple, which really had me feeling all tingly. That could have been the static electricity that was building over my head since He may want to strike thee down.

The only thing I liked was watching the mall cop run in between the jetted water fountains, scolding 3- and 4-year-olds for touching the water. It must be blessed or something.

Mike Gallegos
Draper