i run my fingers through the grooves when no one’s around.

The song that this mini documentary starts with used to make me cry. Then it didn't for a long, long time.  I didn't care.  I didn't really listen to it anymore. Then, tonight, it made me cry again. I think Jacksonville City Nights was my favorite album for some time. Funny how favorites fade... and…

i should mention…

I woke up this morning. Outside it should've been bright... but it wasn't... it was dark and alive. Then the rain came.  So, I quickly made a playlist consisting of some of my favorite rainy day songs... ...and starting reading my book. It was a peace of comfort. Then, [partly because i'm addicted to the…

they seem wild.

I promised to put these up, like, forever ago. The first one, I woke up, freaked out, biked to the station, pulled about twenty CDs off the shelf, played music that my super hip music directors recommended on their recent emails.  I was unprepared... and the show ruled.  So, if you find some amazing new…

i think i wanna live my life.

Yesterday, I stared at a computer... almost literally all day. I finally left the apartment to get Thai food at around 9:30.  [which, p.s., tasted like corndogs.] It was funny.  I was doing work.  Working.  [okay, yes... facebooking and gazing at beautifulness as well.]  But, mostly working. And I like outside.  I do... but I…

“the crane really brings out your eyes.”

I saw 500 Days of Summer about a year ago. I love it.  And I'm not sorry.  I rented it a couple day ago and have probably watched it at least four times since. It's such a real, creative, honest story about boy meets girl. It's about the good times... The those times... The hard…

excuse me…

This blahg post is purely to remember/share the randomness/beauty of yesterday. -------------------- I've been riding my dad's old Schwinn Varsity around.  It's an emerald green ten-speed and I LOVE it.  My dad loves it too.  He talks about how dear it is to his heart and how if I don't lock it up and it…

but these go to eleven.

ain’t always gonna be gold.

I was sent an amazing video/song from a friend this morning.  This friend is way too cool to blahg [no sarcasm at all... seriously], so I'll put it up instead. It has put me in the best kind of mood this morning... hope it does something of the same for you: [ugh, so good.]

bright enough inside.

Yesterday was just a bit of a rough one, from begining to end. Thank goodness I have loves to sit with when nothing else besides just sitting is okay.  We wined, I whined, I almost cried, I didn't cry, we laughed, one tried on my dresses, we "ooh"ed, we "ahh"ed... life is warm. All but…

exactly like.

To the woman who's laugh is contagious... who's cooking is unbelievable... who's dance moves are unmatched... who's heart is bigger than all others'... who I want to be exactly like... HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOMMA! I wish I could be there with you, but I know you're having a blast at the coast with the boys.  If…

send me an angel.

If you don't know, now ya know: RAD IS PLAYING IN JACKSON TONIGHT. Be there... or be nothing but square.

i couldn’t if i tried.

I'm sitting at home, drinking wine, being unproductively productive whilst watching Dark Was the Night Live. It's amazingly filled with Yeasayer, Feist, David Byrne, Bon Iver, etc.  You should check it out.  Or at least the albums... by far my favorite compilation ever. Just one: And then, at the end of one of the bonus…

the stevens scramble.

I did my radio show with my little brother [Ryland] this morning. It was so great. We laughed. We panicked. He answered the phone... - Hello?  KHML... - No, Ryland... KHOL! We remembered our roots. We danced. We played these tunes... It was such a great time... I loved having him share that time, that…