Have you heard of this atrocity known as Rebecca Black with her smash hit "Friday"? If you haven't, I implore you to look it up on youtube. I will warn you though that you will be greatly disappointed in our youth for their brain washed taste in music. I've heard people compare her as the next Justin Beiber. Don't get me wrong, I don't have a thing for the Beib but I think he at least has talent. At least the bare minimum to be able to be a pop sensation. Which, lets me honest, most pop starts can be lacking in that department, aside from the most fantastic Christina Aguilera.
The music video "Friday" becoming a hit is what I can only assume as the the beginning of the 2012 apocalypse. It led Aaron and I in to a conversation of "is there any real music still out there? Or is it all about who you know?"
Everyone is allowed to have their own taste in music, but is it really fair that POD, Papa Roach, and Nickleback are still rocking the airwaves when really talented bands go unnoticed?
On the flip side as soon as a band is put out there they lose their street cred and become to overly produced. (Ahem, Against Me! I was a huge fan and your last album was crap.)
This is the Bronx. They keep it real.
Plus I will always enjoy a music video that attempts to turn band members in to children, but makes them look like awkward midgets instead.
Friday, March 25, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Becoming a local - Prospect Bar and Grill, La Jolla
Aaron and I decided that we are skinny fat people. Aaron and I both have fantastic metabolisms and DON'T GET ME WRONG I thank God everyday that I can eat Taco Bell 7 days a week and stay at the same weight (give or take 5 pounds). Nevertheless, it has allowed us to slump in to being total couch potatoes.
Yes I want to excercise more but it's sooooooo haaaaard!!!
Anyway, the first step was to get us out of the freaking apartment. We've lived in San Diego for almost two years and I still feel like a tourist. I know nothing about this city and that's darn right pathetic.
We checked out a spot in La Jolla because I have really never been there and it's gorgeous. The place is called Prospect Bar and Grill. It's got a great outdoor patio and overlooks the La Jolla Shores.
The beer choices were all over the place. Ranging from Green Flash IPA to..... a tall can of Pabst Blue Ribbon??!! It was odd because the manager had told us how excited she was to finally be getting Newcastle on tap. San Diego has a huge following of craft beer and overall beer snobbery and Newcastle is less than impressive. In college Newcastle was my staple along with double jack and cokes and even I know that. She eventually sat down with Aaron and I to ask for beer suggestions and how to get more of the UCSD crowd in.
It's a great bar but it seems a bit like it's struggling. If they combined their view of La Jolla with a really solid beer list they'd be set. All the beer bars in San Diego are cramped, indoors, and crawling with too many plaid shirts and overgrown mustaches anyway.
Yes I want to excercise more but it's sooooooo haaaaard!!!
Anyway, the first step was to get us out of the freaking apartment. We've lived in San Diego for almost two years and I still feel like a tourist. I know nothing about this city and that's darn right pathetic.
We checked out a spot in La Jolla because I have really never been there and it's gorgeous. The place is called Prospect Bar and Grill. It's got a great outdoor patio and overlooks the La Jolla Shores.
The beer choices were all over the place. Ranging from Green Flash IPA to..... a tall can of Pabst Blue Ribbon??!! It was odd because the manager had told us how excited she was to finally be getting Newcastle on tap. San Diego has a huge following of craft beer and overall beer snobbery and Newcastle is less than impressive. In college Newcastle was my staple along with double jack and cokes and even I know that. She eventually sat down with Aaron and I to ask for beer suggestions and how to get more of the UCSD crowd in.
It's a great bar but it seems a bit like it's struggling. If they combined their view of La Jolla with a really solid beer list they'd be set. All the beer bars in San Diego are cramped, indoors, and crawling with too many plaid shirts and overgrown mustaches anyway.
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| Dorking it up <333 |
Monday, March 21, 2011
pardon my hiatus
I had a week of non stop weddingness as being a new bride I got consumed by it all in excitement. Now that I keep reminding myself that there are still 14 more months till the wedding I am trying to simmer down. Plus I'm pretty sure I've already chosen a photographer and the church. So that essentially makes me done with planning for at least 3 months.
I am planning a small wedding of approximately 50-60. The reception will be in the backyard of his parent’s house. Which I thought was awesome because it's in Studio City which means we could probably have our wedding night in a sweet hotel in Hollywood. Also I knew it was a perfect setting because it was in that backyard that we said "I love you" for the first time. aww.
This is the theme I'm thinking about doing depending on my budget....
I am planning a small wedding of approximately 50-60. The reception will be in the backyard of his parent’s house. Which I thought was awesome because it's in Studio City which means we could probably have our wedding night in a sweet hotel in Hollywood. Also I knew it was a perfect setting because it was in that backyard that we said "I love you" for the first time. aww.
This is the theme I'm thinking about doing depending on my budget....
Monday, March 14, 2011
I'm engaged!
I'm very thrilled to announce that my boyfriend of almost 3 years proposed in Big Bear this weekend.
Can't wait to get my ring fitted so I can wear it!
Thursday, March 10, 2011
vid pick
Sleigh Bells "Infinity Guitars"
I cannot help but love this video. Singer Alexis Krauss brings the heat paired with former Poison the Well guitarist Derek E. Miller.
A fairly new band formed in 2008 they've released two albums, their self titled EP (2009), and Treats (2010)
They fall under the genre of Noise Pop. My familiarity with rock genres has failed me on that one, but this band and this genre definitely deserve a second look.
WARNING: this song will make you feel like a bad ass.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
This one is for all the tall girls.
Hi there. My name is Dee. I’m a 27 year old San Diegan attempting to do the best I can. Currently I’d love to get out of my current job as an apartment manager and be able to something a little more glamorous, but in the mean time I’ll take a free apartment and the wage of a McDonald’s employee.
I am starting this new blog to, in a sense, inspire myself. There are so many things that I want to do, or want to be, but I pretend that there’s not enough time or money to pursue these things.
I used to write a lot. I was an angsty teenager that wrote angry hateful poetry about high school. How original right?
I found a box of this garbage about 2 months ago and trashed all of it. I’m 27, why have I been holding on to a box full of pain as a reminder that I told my poor mother all the time that I was going to kill myself.
Sorry bout that mumsy.
The point is that I guess I’ve never really written outside of being sad and I miss writing.
Back in my teenage years when I started figuring out who I was, I was somewhat derailed by a friend, fashion wise. She only had the best intentions but I was directed back in to a mold of regularity. I’m still sorting out who I really am from the years of what I though I should be.
Here I am. A total liar, because I’m not even blonde right now. You can see a brief glimmer of hope in my hair, those tiny blonde highlights. I’ve been a red head for over 3 years and even after all that time I still slip and call myself a 6 foot blonde.
This is a journey, of self doubt, self discovery, and bringing back the blonde.
I am starting this new blog to, in a sense, inspire myself. There are so many things that I want to do, or want to be, but I pretend that there’s not enough time or money to pursue these things.
I used to write a lot. I was an angsty teenager that wrote angry hateful poetry about high school. How original right?
I found a box of this garbage about 2 months ago and trashed all of it. I’m 27, why have I been holding on to a box full of pain as a reminder that I told my poor mother all the time that I was going to kill myself.
Sorry bout that mumsy.
The point is that I guess I’ve never really written outside of being sad and I miss writing.
Back in my teenage years when I started figuring out who I was, I was somewhat derailed by a friend, fashion wise. She only had the best intentions but I was directed back in to a mold of regularity. I’m still sorting out who I really am from the years of what I though I should be.
Here I am. A total liar, because I’m not even blonde right now. You can see a brief glimmer of hope in my hair, those tiny blonde highlights. I’ve been a red head for over 3 years and even after all that time I still slip and call myself a 6 foot blonde.
This is a journey, of self doubt, self discovery, and bringing back the blonde.
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