when i hear nat sing this, i feel like i should be in florida with these girls, something like this. (kate is second from the right, of course, in her signature pose)
in the summertime, i think of mungo jerry. everytime. one of my first favorite songs.
it's always a good surprise when i hear this on the radio.
2. the man AND the backpack.
kd and bookbagsssssss
3. old man in cowboy hat
this accessory is a fajillion times better when a 90 year old man dons it.
on my way to nashville, an old man wore this very hat the entire flight. so precious that i tried taking his photo on my phone. well, none of them turned out. but picture the happiest old man in a jazzy with this on his head.
"thank you...google search bar in my web browser that still has my last search typed out in it for letting everyone know that my last search was 'recent fred savage pics.'"
early last december, i was reintroduced to one of southern california's pride and joys. i was flipping through the channels and came upon "don't forget the lyrics" with host mark mcgrath, from sugar ray. i didn't even realize it was him at first, but i stopped on the channel when i realized the back street boys were guest stars that night. when i think of sugar ray, i think of my cross country coach singing "fly" one day after practice when i was in fifth grade. that's right, fifth grade. so you see, sugar ray is SO old. old, but still young enough to come to provo and play for me apparently. this is what he did on saturday, and for that reason i. am. eternally. grateful.:)
i respect those guys for playing with as much vigor as they did. i thought that after fifteen years of playing the same songs, it'd be kind of lame. but they seemed like they LIKED being there!
singing to me and rachel in the crowd
sugar ray likes fun, but they also like jimmer, fist bumps and fist pumps, black ray bans, slicked back hair (a big shocker, we all were counting on frosted tips), and awarding third eye blind t shirts to crowd winners. thank YOU, sugar ray.
some days i learn so many new things, like that dennis the menace's babysitter is buzz from home alone. buzz will only ever be big enug to pull the silly ol' mail train cars.
sometimes i think it feels ok to fail. you know, getting rejected from something or completely botching something that it's apparent to every person can be painful, but then it feels ok because it just reminds you that you're human. but sometimes, it just feels good to win.the cougars have had an epic season for obvious reasons, and i just have felt so good ever since they beat gonzaga on saturday, advancing to the sweet 16.
this video may seem cheesy, and maybe it is. but i like it. and i think it speaks the truth. we're too emotionally invested in these guys to not care as much as well all do. right?!
sometimes you just need some new music. i've been in search of some good songs to run to lately. turns out, best idea is always to throw it back with the classics of all classics. this nike commercial makes me feel good.
check this dunk.check this wheelchair.check it!
rocky II: well just i wanna run through littleitaly&onthetraintracks&shoutouttothatconductor&havevillagesfollowme&runupthosestairs&fistpumptheworld
