Happy First Post of 2010!!!!!!!

Uh, yeah. Look up. Explains all. Woot. Yay. Excitement. Wow! Ooh... dazzle, dazzle. Bask in its sparkle... who needs the ball when you got me, huh?

Happy Last Post Of 2009!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The title speaks volumes... well, it would if titles spoke. Shoot, I did this on my parody blog too... anyways, got to go! 3 minutest till midnight!

-Em

Its New Years Eve...

This is going to be one of my last post of 2009. And of this decade really. Scary, is it not? So much has happened this year. In the decade. Even as I'm sitting here typing I'm wondering how the heck I'm going to fit everything into one blog post that needs to be said. There is a lot I'd like to say, and do. There's a lot I wish I could take back. Yet there's also a lot I'd never want to change. 2009 has been a good year, as far as years go. At least for me. I feel like these last 2 years I've really started to find out who I am. And inevitably who God is. I still have a long ways to go with the latter though. Its amazing how much can change in a year. Friends, enemies, nations, families, economies, and anything else you can think of.

I don't handle change very well. I've never been very fond of New Years Eve. I always miss the former year. Always. Yet I also like having a fresh start. See how confused I am?

Well, I'm known for about 3 posts a day. So this may not be the last you'll hear from me this year. Sorry to crush your hopes and dreams.

-Em

Let It Happen

So, I really like this song by Jimmy Eat World. Its called, "Let it Happen" (the title kinda gave it away). This is kinda an odd thing to point out, and an odd reason to like it, but I like it that the guy has a female backup vocal. There are hardly any rock bands who do that anymore! I like the combo. Its very classic... kinda Rolling Stones-ish. I like it. I've determined if I'm ever in a band that I'll make sure this happens. Its unique anymore, and it has a nice harmony. Today the voices just blend together (with a few exceptions (FIF, BS2, and the Fray come to mind, there are others though) and it kinda defeats the point of having a backup vocal at all.

But I don't know. I have odd music tastes. I've also determined that I'd want a violinist in my rock band. I love electric guitars with violins! Heck, I'd probably insist on a full orchestra. Now that would be a stuffed tour bus... maybe I should rethink some of this. But anyways, thats actually one of the reasons I like BS2. I believe they described themselves as a "supersonic philharmonic". I love it. Its amazing. Check them out.

-Em (Like its anyone else... or is it??? FWOOHAHAHA! Okay.... it is.)

FIVE IRON FRENZY DVD! RELEASE DATE!!!!

3-2-10, that my friends is the release date. Clever, I agree Reese. March 2, 2010! Its so close! Yet so far away *sigh* (There On Distant Shores comes to mind). But yes, I shall be able to pre order in 1 week! You get a bonus if you pre-order!!! Yay!!! I wonder if it'll be a comb... that would be cool. Really, I'd take anything. I'm just really excited.

Christmas Eve 09

Merry Christmas Eve everyone!

Your flight attendant has informed me that you need to laugh. No sir, you don't need to know why. Yes, we do carry peanuts. No, Bob does not like you.

Okay, my last post was very depressing. As is my life right now. But, for the sake of trying to cheer myself up, I'm doing a post about a rubber chicken. Yep! A chicken, made of rubber. *gasp!* Kaela, you got it for me. I thank you. I can't decide what to name him though, although, if it's laying eggs one would presume it was a girl.... oh dear. If I wanted to be sappy I could name it in Rosie dog's honor... but I don't think I will. It doesn't feel right. So, again. I'm going for cheery. *clears throat*

"Knock, knock" Says I.
"Who's there?" Asks you.
"Why did the rubber chicken cross the road?" Asks I.
"I don't know, why?" Asks you.
"Because he was running away from the radio active flies!!!" Exclaims me. *Starts laughing uncontrollably*
"..." Says you, or rather, doesn't say you.
"Is that Morris code or something for laughter?" Asks me.
"No... your an idiot." Says you.
"Really? Shucks, you are too!" Says I.
"I'm leaving..." Says you.
"Why?" Asks I.
"You freak me out." Says you.
"I try." Says I while making odd facial gestures.
"Uh... bye." Says you while leaving.

... (Great, now I'm using Morris code too. Thanks a lot you! I don't even know what I said...)