1. Put your iTunes on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!
IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY? Elevator-Hot Hot Heat
WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY? Part of Your World-The Little Mermaid
WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL? Sin Wagon-Dixie Chicks
HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY? Lonestar-Norah Jones
WHAT'S YOUR LIFE PURPOSE? I'm A Terrible Person-Rooney
WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO? If You See Natalie-Eels
WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU? Rainy Monday-Shiny Toy Guns
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN? Tennesse-The Wreckers
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND? Reasons To Love You-Meiko
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE? Gone-Jack Johnson
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY? The Penalty-Beirut
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP? The Boys Are Back In Town-Bruce Springstein (what does this mean?)
WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE? I Thought She Knew- N'SYNC
WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU? Another Town-Regina Specktor
WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING? Words Cannot Describe-Mirah (perfect!)
WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL? Les Poissons-The Little Mermaid (morbid)
WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST? Dancing Choose-TV on The Radio
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET? How My Heart Behaves-Feist (interesting)
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS? Smile-Lily Allen
WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN? (I Can't Get No) Satisfaction-Brittney Spears
HOW WILL YOU DIE? Unlisted Track-Hot Chip
THE ONE THING YOU REGRET? Jack's Obsession-Nightmare Before Christmas
WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH? No Jokes-Hot Hot Heat (haha that is good)
WHAT MAKES YOU CRY? Under My Bed-Meiko
WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED? Champagne From A Paper Cup-DCFC
WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST? Always Something There To Remind Me-Naked Eyes
DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU? The Sun-The Flaming Lips
IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE? I'll Be-Edwin McCain
WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW? Don't Leave Me-Blackstreet
WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS? Human-The Killers
Just Enjoy The Show: The Hotel Cafe Tour
Tonight I took a little trip up to slc with emily and liz to see these amazing ladies perform. Not going to lie it was a a sketchy little venue called The Avalon Theater. Tonight we heard Rachael Yamagata, Meiko, Thao Nguyen, Kate Havnevik, Lenka, and Emily Wells. Absloutely fabulous!
Here are some pics from the night.
Here are some pics from the night.
I was a little sad because I had heard a rumor that Ingrid Michaelson might be there but she was not. Oh well it was still a great show. One day I will see Ingrid...one day.
Flashback Friday-Can I get your number? Can I have it?
Earlier this year I took a little trip out to NYC. This was my first trip to the city and I was very excited. My flight arrived really early in the morning and we decided it would be best for me to take a cab out to my friend’s place.
So after my red eye flight, I walked out of JFK around 6:00 AM and started looking for a cab. As I walked down the pick-up area, I had driver of a black Lincoln holler at me that he would charge the same as a regular cab to take e to Manhattan. At first I ignored him and kept looking for a yellow cab. But he came over and asked where I was going. I told him Manhattan and he again told me that he would charge me the same price as a regular cab. After verifying his legitimacy, I let him take my bag and I got into the black car. I just hoped that I did not make a huge mistake and that he was going to end up charging me a crapload for this ride.
He started with some small conversation, just asking me where I was from and what I was doing in the city. Then out of no where he just looked back at me and told me that I was beautiful. I thanked him for his compliment and then a whole new set of fears rushed through my mind. The driver charging me exorbitant prices for the ride wasn't even an issue to the fact that he was not going to take me to my intended destination. I started to let the worries flood in and realized that I might actually die in my first thirty minutes in New York.
He, Murphy C. as I would later find out, would ask me questions, and I would politely respond. He asked about where I was from and why I was out in NY. He asked if I had a boyfriend and I had to make up a story. But apparently it was weak because he tried to play a little game with me and asked me to think of a number and he would guess what it was. That was when he asked if he could touch my hand, you know for "vibes" to help him guess. He naturally guessed the number I was thinking of. I looked around me as he drove me, trying to decipher if he was actually taking me to where I was supposed to go. But that would only help me so much seeing as how I have never been to NYC before. I found out my driver’s name from his business card that he gave me. He asked for my contact information and told me that if I had time on my trip, that I should call him. The kicker was when Murphy told me that he thought that I might be the one. At this point I was thoroughly scared. He asked for my number, which I told him I don't give out, but then asked for my email address and I felt bad so I gave him a fake one. He said that I should give him a call if I had time and wanted to go out for a drink.
Luckily, right around then we got to what I could only hope was Tony's place. Murphy got out and got my suitcase out of the trunk. Then he walked me up to the doorstep. He waited as I called for Tony to let me in. When I had gotten a hold of Tony and I was able to get in, Murphy C. gave me a little kiss on the cheek and told me that he really enjoyed getting to meet me. Should have seen that one coming but totally missed it. What a welcome to NYC! Throughout my trip I had several encounters with very forward men which made for good stories upon my return.
This is a little reminder of what my time out in NYC was like with the boys…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4D0555EtAZ4
So after my red eye flight, I walked out of JFK around 6:00 AM and started looking for a cab. As I walked down the pick-up area, I had driver of a black Lincoln holler at me that he would charge the same as a regular cab to take e to Manhattan. At first I ignored him and kept looking for a yellow cab. But he came over and asked where I was going. I told him Manhattan and he again told me that he would charge me the same price as a regular cab. After verifying his legitimacy, I let him take my bag and I got into the black car. I just hoped that I did not make a huge mistake and that he was going to end up charging me a crapload for this ride.
He started with some small conversation, just asking me where I was from and what I was doing in the city. Then out of no where he just looked back at me and told me that I was beautiful. I thanked him for his compliment and then a whole new set of fears rushed through my mind. The driver charging me exorbitant prices for the ride wasn't even an issue to the fact that he was not going to take me to my intended destination. I started to let the worries flood in and realized that I might actually die in my first thirty minutes in New York.
He, Murphy C. as I would later find out, would ask me questions, and I would politely respond. He asked about where I was from and why I was out in NY. He asked if I had a boyfriend and I had to make up a story. But apparently it was weak because he tried to play a little game with me and asked me to think of a number and he would guess what it was. That was when he asked if he could touch my hand, you know for "vibes" to help him guess. He naturally guessed the number I was thinking of. I looked around me as he drove me, trying to decipher if he was actually taking me to where I was supposed to go. But that would only help me so much seeing as how I have never been to NYC before. I found out my driver’s name from his business card that he gave me. He asked for my contact information and told me that if I had time on my trip, that I should call him. The kicker was when Murphy told me that he thought that I might be the one. At this point I was thoroughly scared. He asked for my number, which I told him I don't give out, but then asked for my email address and I felt bad so I gave him a fake one. He said that I should give him a call if I had time and wanted to go out for a drink.
Luckily, right around then we got to what I could only hope was Tony's place. Murphy got out and got my suitcase out of the trunk. Then he walked me up to the doorstep. He waited as I called for Tony to let me in. When I had gotten a hold of Tony and I was able to get in, Murphy C. gave me a little kiss on the cheek and told me that he really enjoyed getting to meet me. Should have seen that one coming but totally missed it. What a welcome to NYC! Throughout my trip I had several encounters with very forward men which made for good stories upon my return.
This is a little reminder of what my time out in NYC was like with the boys…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4D0555EtAZ4
Separated at Birth
Sometimes you meet someone and find that you have things in common...then there are times that you meet someone and swear that you are twins. This is the situation with my friend Emily. We just kept finding the similarities so we decided to create a list. Here is what we have so far:
1. Half white and half brown
2. Know/enjoy South Park Mexican
3. Our moms are blond
4. Our moms are white
5. We had the same brand of laptop until Emily recently upgraded to the mac
6. Dads born and raised in different countries
7. Dads are brown
8. Raised in the southwest
9. We are brown on the outside, white on the inside-just like an Oreo
10. Want to have blond/light eyed children-basically want to marry white boys
11. Have issues in the commitment department
12. Often find ourselves talking like a gay guy would
13. Never get the guys that we actually like
14. D.C.O.M.
15. Don’t really like milk
16. Oldest in the family
17. Have 2 siblings
18. Dads are “living the American dream”
19. Grandparents still live in our father’s motherlands
20. Our dads send money back home
21. Our dads have literally given the shirts off their backs
22. We both hate DEBS (the store)
23. Feel the pressure to keep up the brown (tan)
24. Think that our siblings are most hilarious people that we know
25. Don’t really know our dads’ parents/can’t really understand them
26. Had the same phone/service
27. Have matching hair clips
28. Dads’ don't have the Internet
29. Suck at dancing and don’t like it when boys take us to do so
30. Living Legends
31. Always kinda wanted to do Luau/Fiesta but never have done it, even though we are brown.
32. When talking to our moms’ we never refer to our friends by name, so our moms’ don’t know our friends names
33. Grew up thinking that the “boot” shaped chicken nuggets from McDonald's were the brown meat nuggets and therefore were gross.
34. Never know exactly where we fit culturally
35. Our Dads' have thick accents
1. Half white and half brown
2. Know/enjoy South Park Mexican
3. Our moms are blond
4. Our moms are white
5. We had the same brand of laptop until Emily recently upgraded to the mac
6. Dads born and raised in different countries
7. Dads are brown
8. Raised in the southwest
9. We are brown on the outside, white on the inside-just like an Oreo
10. Want to have blond/light eyed children-basically want to marry white boys
11. Have issues in the commitment department
12. Often find ourselves talking like a gay guy would
13. Never get the guys that we actually like
14. D.C.O.M.
15. Don’t really like milk
16. Oldest in the family
17. Have 2 siblings
18. Dads are “living the American dream”
19. Grandparents still live in our father’s motherlands
20. Our dads send money back home
21. Our dads have literally given the shirts off their backs
22. We both hate DEBS (the store)
23. Feel the pressure to keep up the brown (tan)
24. Think that our siblings are most hilarious people that we know
25. Don’t really know our dads’ parents/can’t really understand them
26. Had the same phone/service
27. Have matching hair clips
28. Dads’ don't have the Internet
29. Suck at dancing and don’t like it when boys take us to do so
30. Living Legends
31. Always kinda wanted to do Luau/Fiesta but never have done it, even though we are brown.
32. When talking to our moms’ we never refer to our friends by name, so our moms’ don’t know our friends names
33. Grew up thinking that the “boot” shaped chicken nuggets from McDonald's were the brown meat nuggets and therefore were gross.
34. Never know exactly where we fit culturally
35. Our Dads' have thick accents
