Thursday, April 22, 2010

An Open Letter to My Neighbor

Dear Mr. Alabama,

We've been neighbors for two years now. So far, I can't really complain. Granted, you do like to do your laundry late at night and incredibly early in the morning, but since you are only in residence for about a week out of every month I have been able to overlook it. Yes, I am fairly certain that you are pretty high up on the narcotic distribution ladder but again, your absence has given me a chance to reevaulate my once negative opinion on drug dealers. I don't mind that your clothes never match and you dye your hair blonde. I am not the tiniest bit jealous of your Jaguar, BMW, or Mercedes as they all have Alabama plates and let's face it, Bama and I aren't the best of friends. I admit, your casual questions about my personal life are somewhat unnerving, but again, we are neighbors after all and I might need a cup of sugar one day ... or a new car.

All that being said, Mr. Alabama, the noise has got to stop. I can only take so much of the drawer slamming, the washer cycles, and the woman yelling. Please sir, leave the wife in Alabama next time. Her shrill voice has dogs for miles barking and I am this close to knocking on your door at 11:30 at night to punch her in the face. Excuse me, to punch her lights out (that's for you Alex Trebek). Also, here's fair warning. Next time the Merry Maids come to clean your apartment I am going to slip in, knock one in the head, take her uniform, and remove all the drawers and cabinet doors from your condo. I may even steal your washer and dryer. You now know and I can only take your silence on this matter as consent. I've got finals next week and can't take much more of you or Mrs. Alabama. Glad we could talk this through. I'll see you next month.

Fondly,

Your Neighbor

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

six-word wonder

Recently, our AG class was assigned a project to come up with six-word memoirs based on life, law school, the future, and ourselves. The inspiration was this site - http://www.smithmag.net/sixwords/. After I completed the project, I got on a roll and just kept going. Here they are:

1. June fourth two thousand eleven, hurry.
2. I sleep with a stuffed bear.
3. Pretty clothes make me feel pretty.
4. I always wish upon a star.
5. Never too old for Disney movies.
6. My heart’s gone, he has it.
7. I am the world’s best procrastinator.
8. Six words are too many.
9. Don’t touch my feet, I’ll die.
10. I can make the best lasagna.
11. Jane Austen makes me feel better.
12. Cleaning is an obsession. For someone.
13. Shakespeare wrote some pretty amazing stuff.
14. I am a fan of chicken.
15. I was once tall. No more.
16. I am scared of forgetting everything.
17. I want to be crafty tomorrow.
18. Milk and I do not mix.
19. Can we cover it in chocolate?
20. One day, I will be carefree.

I have to admit, coming up with these was kind of fun. Does that make me a dork?

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

For the first time ever, I feel... wicked!!

Okay, first of all, I am pretty sure that this weekend I uncovered my secret love of musicals. I admit, I haven't seen that many. Only one. Right, not many at all. Though, The Sound of Music is an old friend but I've only ever seen the film version. There's just something about Julie Andrews... she really can do it all. What was the point of this blog again? Oh, I remember.


WICKED!!!

I took Matt for his birthday and I may have loved it more than he did, but oh well, he got beignets out of it - twice. Here's the promo poster:



My favorite song (so far) is Defying Gravity. Here's a clip from the Tonys from the best known actresses for the production, but neither were in the one we saw:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tc582myFziY

Look at Glenda's clothes in the other videos. I loved her clothes. Think I could get away with the blue sparkly dress? I do. Look out world, it'll happen one day. I just have to get my courage up.... and find the perfect dress!!

The point of the story is to get the perspective of the Wicked Witch of the West. I have to admit, I've read the book that it is based on and wasn't a fan. In fact, I was pretty dubious about seeing it. But the play was so so so much better than the book. I wouldn't recommend the book, but for sure the musical. If you like it, check out the other Wicked videos. The music is pretty great. In fact, I may have downloaded the soundtrack and have been singing all day...

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Pray for You

Okay, let's talk about the new country song Pray for You by Jaron and the Long Road to Love. Here's the video (compliments of YouTube):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=atBg9zLI2bA

and here are the lyrics:

I havent been to church since I don’t remember when
Things were goin’ great ‘til they fell apart again
So I listened to the preacher as he told me what to do
He said you can’t go hatin’ others who have done wrong to you
Sometimes we get angry, but we must not condemn
Let the good Lord do His job and you just pray for them

I pray your brakes go out runnin’ down a hill
I pray a flowerpot falls from a window sill and
knocks you in the head like I’d like to
I pray your birthday comes and nobody calls
I pray you’re flyin’ high when your engine stalls
I pray all your dreams never come true
Just know whereever you are honey, I pray for you

I’m really glad I found my way to church
‘Cause I’m already feelin’ better and I thank God for the words
Yeah I’m goin’ take the high road
And do what the preacher told me to do
You keep messin’ up and I’ll keep prayin’ for you

I pray your tire blows out at 110
I pray you pass out drunk with your best friend and wake up with his and her tattoos
I pray your brakes go out runnin’ down a hill
I pray a flowerpot falls from a window sill and knocks you in the head like I’d like to
I pray your birthday comes and nobody calls
I pray you’re flyin’ high when your engine stalls
I pray all your dreams never come true
Just know whereever you are, near or far,
in your house or in your car, wherever you are honey,
I pray for you. I pray for you

****

Don't get me wrong, it is catchy and I like the singer's voice, but I can't help but feel guilty every time I hear it and sing along. Seriously, we're supposed to pray for our enemies, but I am pretty certain that those prayers are to be for forgiveness, understanding, and redemption. Not so much for loneliness and embarrassment.

But all the same, I still like it. Now, where did I put my headphones....