Sunday, December 23, 2007

Paul Potts sings Canta Opera


I'll be brief. . .


Watch this video. Incroyable.


http://youtube.com/watch?v=NLF9iEXnBRo

Friday, December 21, 2007

My Copy for a Children's Book


I don't know if you glanced at it or not, but I've removed my book's copy until the copyright office sends me confirmation. I don't want to lose this puppy. And this kitty. My Dad concepted the book's main characters back when Henry, Andrew, and I were sleeping in bunkbeds. (and Sadie wasn't even a speck on the radar). He made up a song to go along.
Go Dog, Go!
I mean . . .
Go Dad, Go!

(if you want to read it, just let me know & I'll read it to you). After you sign a non-disclosure agreement. Just kidding. Kind of.

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL---IT IS NOW 7 MINUTES AWAY---AND I'M SO EXCITED THAT I CAN'T SLEEP.

we'll get up and then we'll eat cinnamon rolls and then we'll open presents by the fire and then my cousins will come over and then we'll play and then we'll eat and then we'll play and then . . .

27 years old & still sounding like a 5 year old. somethings never change.

Sunday, December 2, 2007

You're the Swimming Pool on an August Day


"Everything" (til i figure out how to post videos on this sucker, here's the link to the video. Watch it. It's worth it. Even if you are skeptical of love. Even if you hate love songs. Basically, even if you are the murder of Love.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=SPUJIbXN0WY&feature=related

You're a falling star, you're the get away car.
You're the line in the sand when I go too far.
You're the swimming pool, on an August day.
And you're the perfect thing to say.

And you play it coy but it's kinda cute.
Ah, when you smile at me you know exactly what you do.
Baby don't pretend that you don't know it's true.
'cause you can see it when I look at you.

[Chorus:]
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, you make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.


You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,
And you light me up, when you ring my bell.
You're a mystery, you're from outer space,
You're every minute of my everyday.

And I can't believe, uh that I'm your man,
And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.
Whatever comes our way, ah we'll see it through,
And you know that's what our love can do.

[Chorus]

So, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
So, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

[Chorus:]
And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, you make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.
You're every song, and I sing along.
'Cause you're my everything.
Yeah, yeah

So, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
So, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

I know this is gonna sound cheesy, but this is the one song that gets me everytime. It's the prelude to later thoughts on love (cheesy, Katie). Yet, the older I get, the more I think about L-O-V-E.

More on love . . .