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I listened to Gavin DeGraw's album today and was really impressed. I appreciate lyrics that are thoughtful, and I really dig the vibe he's got.
Another guy I just heard of is Shawn McDonald. Saw him play on Sunday night and I liked him so much I bought a t-shirt. I never buy t-shirts from bands. Ever. But I dug his music, and the shirt was pretty snazzy, too.
If you're in the mood, also check out Taylor Sorenson. I didn't buy his t-shirt, but I still dug his stuff.
Holly's two cents for today.
I listened to Gavin DeGraw's album today and was really impressed. I appreciate lyrics that are thoughtful, and I really dig the vibe he's got.
Another guy I just heard of is Shawn McDonald. Saw him play on Sunday night and I liked him so much I bought a t-shirt. I never buy t-shirts from bands. Ever. But I dug his music, and the shirt was pretty snazzy, too.
If you're in the mood, also check out Taylor Sorenson. I didn't buy his t-shirt, but I still dug his stuff.
Holly's two cents for today.
I listened to Gavin DeGraw's album today and was really impressed. I appreciate lyrics that are thoughtful, and I really dig the vibe he's got.
Another guy I just heard of is Shawn McDonald. Saw him play on Sunday night and I liked him so much I bought a t-shirt. I never buy t-shirts from bands. Ever. But I dug his music, and the shirt was pretty snazzy, too.
If you're in the mood, also check out Taylor Sorenson. I didn't buy his t-shirt, but I still dug his stuff.
Holly's two cents for today.
Visited the fam in Vegas this past weekend. Was a fun-filled packed weekend, but really relaxing at the same time. Saved my energy for a few weeks from now when I'll be taking my friend for her first visit there, and celebrating my birthday with my brothers and sister-in-law. This weekend was reserved for hanging out with the parents, kissing the dogs, teasing my nephew, and letting my butt revisit an old friend - my parents couch, which is the best couch ever.
Friday had a cool experience getting to be there for the first stop on Lance Armstrong's Tour of Hope bike tour, raising awareness for clinical trials for cancer research. His foundation donated $500,000 to the new cancer research facility in Las Vegas that is set to open next year. They closed down the strip for the group to ride down, then they rode right in front of us as we stood on the bridge at Treasure Island. I have a new digital camera that I apparently still don't know how to work, so my pictures are all blurry. But you'll get the idea. I stuck my arm out to take a picture of Lance right before he reached us, but was too busy looking at him and not my camera, so I only got about one inch of his face in the shot.
And if you happened to be in Vegas watching the 11 o'clock news on channel 8, then you probably saw us there as they featured the Lance story. No autographs, please.
Lance handing over the check.
My dad torturing me with the "Lance Fan"
Good clean, family fun... at the slots
Christopher, my nephew who never stops talking. Unless he's eating.
Visited the fam in Vegas this past weekend. Was a fun-filled packed weekend, but really relaxing at the same time. Saved my energy for a few weeks from now when I'll be taking my friend for her first visit there, and celebrating my birthday with my brothers and sister-in-law. This weekend was reserved for hanging out with the parents, kissing the dogs, teasing my nephew, and letting my butt revisit an old friend - my parents couch, which is the best couch ever.
Friday had a cool experience getting to be there for the first stop on Lance Armstrong's Tour of Hope bike tour, raising awareness for clinical trials for cancer research. His foundation donated $500,000 to the new cancer research facility in Las Vegas that is set to open next year. They closed down the strip for the group to ride down, then they rode right in front of us as we stood on the bridge at Treasure Island. I have a new digital camera that I apparently still don't know how to work, so my pictures are all blurry. But you'll get the idea. I stuck my arm out to take a picture of Lance right before he reached us, but was too busy looking at him and not my camera, so I only got about one inch of his face in the shot.
And if you happened to be in Vegas watching the 11 o'clock news on channel 8, then you probably saw us there as they featured the Lance story. No autographs, please.
Lance handing over the check.
My dad torturing me with the "Lance Fan"
Good clean, family fun... at the slots
Christopher, my nephew who never stops talking. Unless he's eating.
Visited the fam in Vegas this past weekend. Was a fun-filled packed weekend, but really relaxing at the same time. Saved my energy for a few weeks from now when I'll be taking my friend for her first visit there, and celebrating my birthday with my brothers and sister-in-law. This weekend was reserved for hanging out with the parents, kissing the dogs, teasing my nephew, and letting my butt revisit an old friend - my parents couch, which is the best couch ever.
Friday had a cool experience getting to be there for the first stop on Lance Armstrong's Tour of Hope bike tour, raising awareness for clinical trials for cancer research. His foundation donated $500,000 to the new cancer research facility in Las Vegas that is set to open next year. They closed down the strip for the group to ride down, then they rode right in front of us as we stood on the bridge at Treasure Island. I have a new digital camera that I apparently still don't know how to work, so my pictures are all blurry. But you'll get the idea. I stuck my arm out to take a picture of Lance right before he reached us, but was too busy looking at him and not my camera, so I only got about one inch of his face in the shot.
And if you happened to be in Vegas watching the 11 o'clock news on channel 8, then you probably saw us there as they featured the Lance story. No autographs, please.
Lance handing over the check.
My dad torturing me with the "Lance Fan"
Good clean, family fun... at the slots
Christopher, my nephew who never stops talking. Unless he's eating.
I've decided the cat is definitely crazy. He's made it his life purpose to get into my room, the one place he's not allowed. Everytime I open the door, he's ready to run in, find a spot, and hunker down, hoping I won't kick him out. I do immediately, and he accepts his defeat without a fight... I guess because he walks away thinking "That's alright. I'll get her next time".
This is the first cat I've ever known that carries his toys in his mouth like a dog. Balls, string, whatever.. he picks them up and tosses them and paws them about for a bit until he picks it up again.
Yesterday I was standing in front of the mirror, minding my own business, when he jumped straight up and latched on to my leg... and just hung there. Last night I was sitting on the couch, competing with him in a staring contest until I gave up, simply because I was creeped out. A few seconds later, he sweetly reached over and pawed my cheek - no claws.
A while later, he walked up to my feet as they were innocently resting on the coffee table and began gnawing on them. He wasn't trying to hurt me... just felt like chewing on something I guess. I managed to get a picture between my yelps and giggles.
I've decided the cat is definitely crazy. He's made it his life purpose to get into my room, the one place he's not allowed. Everytime I open the door, he's ready to run in, find a spot, and hunker down, hoping I won't kick him out. I do immediately, and he accepts his defeat without a fight... I guess because he walks away thinking "That's alright. I'll get her next time".
This is the first cat I've ever known that carries his toys in his mouth like a dog. Balls, string, whatever.. he picks them up and tosses them and paws them about for a bit until he picks it up again.
Yesterday I was standing in front of the mirror, minding my own business, when he jumped straight up and latched on to my leg... and just hung there. Last night I was sitting on the couch, competing with him in a staring contest until I gave up, simply because I was creeped out. A few seconds later, he sweetly reached over and pawed my cheek - no claws.
A while later, he walked up to my feet as they were innocently resting on the coffee table and began gnawing on them. He wasn't trying to hurt me... just felt like chewing on something I guess. I managed to get a picture between my yelps and giggles.
I've decided the cat is definitely crazy. He's made it his life purpose to get into my room, the one place he's not allowed. Everytime I open the door, he's ready to run in, find a spot, and hunker down, hoping I won't kick him out. I do immediately, and he accepts his defeat without a fight... I guess because he walks away thinking "That's alright. I'll get her next time".
This is the first cat I've ever known that carries his toys in his mouth like a dog. Balls, string, whatever.. he picks them up and tosses them and paws them about for a bit until he picks it up again.
Yesterday I was standing in front of the mirror, minding my own business, when he jumped straight up and latched on to my leg... and just hung there. Last night I was sitting on the couch, competing with him in a staring contest until I gave up, simply because I was creeped out. A few seconds later, he sweetly reached over and pawed my cheek - no claws.
A while later, he walked up to my feet as they were innocently resting on the coffee table and began gnawing on them. He wasn't trying to hurt me... just felt like chewing on something I guess. I managed to get a picture between my yelps and giggles.
I can't decide if this is completely egotistical, or if it's interesting for others to read. I can't decide if I think it's weird that people would actually want to read this, or if I'm happy they do. I can't decide if I'm insane to want to post my thoughts and ideas that could possibly allow others to pass judgement on anything I might write, or if I just don't care.
But it's here, it's for anyone to read, and it's me.
I can't decide if this is completely egotistical, or if it's interesting for others to read. I can't decide if I think it's weird that people would actually want to read this, or if I'm happy they do. I can't decide if I'm insane to want to post my thoughts and ideas that could possibly allow others to pass judgement on anything I might write, or if I just don't care.
But it's here, it's for anyone to read, and it's me.
I can't decide if this is completely egotistical, or if it's interesting for others to read. I can't decide if I think it's weird that people would actually want to read this, or if I'm happy they do. I can't decide if I'm insane to want to post my thoughts and ideas that could possibly allow others to pass judgement on anything I might write, or if I just don't care.
But it's here, it's for anyone to read, and it's me.
