Sunday, December 20, 2009


i wore socks with a hole in them. I can't seem to throw them away.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Oh that was your girl? I thought I recognized her

There's a song that's been on the radio a bit lately that I'm loving.  It's actually ridiculous, the chorus goes like this:
Oh Baby,
I Be Stuck To You,
Like Glue Baby,
Wanna Spend It All On You,
My Room Is The G Spot,
Call Me Mr. Flintstone,
I Can Make Your Bed Rock
I-I-I I Can Make Your Bed Rock
I-I-I I Can Make Your Bed Rock Girl
I-I-I I Can Make Your Bed Rock
I-I-I I Can Make Your Bed Rock

Silly, right? But the thing is, I love it.  It's pop-rap (or what I call pop-rap), and I cannot get enough of it.  And really, it's full of pick-up lines, ones that are just plain funny (and brilliant):

I Like The Way You Walk, And If You Walking My Way,
I'm That Red Bull, Now Let's Fly Away,
Let's Buy A Place, With All Kind Of Space,
I Let You Be The Judge, And I’m The Case,

or here:

I Love Ya Sushi Roll, Hotter Than Wasabi,
I Race For Your Love,
Shake And Bake Ricky Bobby

I mean, Ricky Bobby?? That's CLASSIC!

Also, the title of the post is my favorite part of the song, it's about half way through, if you wanted to know.  Here's a youtube of it (warning: Explicit Lyrics...)

Wednesday, December 02, 2009

New York

Georgia loves the song Empire State of Mind by Jay-Z and Alicia Keys, and here's a clip of her singing it in the car this morning. The hand up by her mouth is her microphone (where on Earth did she learn that?).