So Hot That I Melted

I'm not sure if anyone actually checks at my website regularly, but in case you don't, I've created a new mix in the "Mixology" section. I actually have several mixes floating around in my head, but because of the omer and a few other things, I neglected to actually create them and put them on my site. One such mix I already have a name for; "What I Was Listening To While You Were Singing Along to the Backstreet Boys" -- pretty much a mix of all my favorite songs from the age of 11 until 14 (the music that helped to form my musical tastes of today). I hope to also make a new random mix for the front page. I'll hopefully put up a new playlist there by the end of the week.

I had so much more to say than just updating you on the updates of my page, but none of the thoughts seem to be melding together correctly right now. I was basically going to go on a rant about how silly it is to focus on the differences between people and that that is what causes rifts in communities. Not that people actually being different is the cause, but the focusing on the difference is the cause. Eh, I pretty much said it all right there. Well, in much less detail, but I think the gist is just as effective.


// Jason Mraz's 'I'm Yours'

Nothing Rhymes With Cholent

I put my winamp on shuffle today. One song that popped up was the theme for this blog post (and its title). Whenever I hear Blue Fringe, specifically the song 'Flippin' Out' it makes me think about my year in seminary in Israel. Their first CD came out the year I was in Israel and for the first time ever, I actually liked Jewish music. Probably because other than the lyrics, there isn't really a very Jewish feel to the music... but I digress. I think that music, more than anything, brings back the best memories for me. Sure, looking at pictures makes me remember the great times I've had with friends, but when I hear a song, I get the same feeling I had as when the memory was originally happening and that makes me happy. A few examples: Any song from Simple Plan's first CD reminds me of the summer between 11th and 12th grade that two of my friends (hey Sara and Simona!) would drive around all day and night. One specific day comes to mind, but I won't bore you with the details. Any song from Travis' '12 Memories' or Coheed and Cambria's "In Keeping Secrets of Silent Earth: 3" reminds me of sitting at the back of the bus for tiyulim (seminary in Israel, obviously). My friends and would hang out, listen to music, eat pamelos. Music and memories... I love 'em.


//Flippin Out by Blue Fringe

I Guess It's Nobody's Fault Now But My Own

My thoughts have been few and far between lately. Had no real inspiration to write, but I'm awfully bored right now, so seems as good a time to write as ever. Well, first things first, today is mine and Corey's 10 month wedding anniversary. I can't believe it's already been 10 months. Been a great 10 months, I love Corey and I am so happy I never have to go through sheva brachos again -- well, until our future children get married, but then the focus won't be all on me and the Core-inator. Yeah, I mixed Corey with Terminator. I'm awesome like that.


Besides for loving Corey, I also love music. It is awesome.

I had a dream last night that Barak Obama and Sherry Palmer (the biz-nitch from '24') were married... and he was cheating on her. Seems pretty realistic to me... the marriage part, not the cheating on his wife part though. I don't hit that low.

Mayonnaise sandwiches are awesome. Put some Miracle Whip Lite on two pieces of toast and stick a piece of American cheese or two in the middle. I've been eating these sandwiches since I was about 6 and I still love them as much today as I did then. Oh, and Miracle Whip Lite is the only mayo worth eating. That is your fact for the day. Spread it.


//Phantom Planet 'Nobody's Fault'

My Lack Of Music Will Be Over Soon Enough and I'll Start Using Lyrics In My Title Again

Now, I am not a fan of any of the 3 people mentioned in this video, but this is the most ridiculous thing I have ever seen. Talk about propaganda (wait, is that even the right word here? I don't know. It's finals week. My brain don't work so good.) Anyway, like I said, this video is ridiculous so please don't think that these are my opinions. And though this is ridiculous, it is also absolutely hilarious. Enjoy!

An Idea.

I had an idea a few months ago and decided to write it down before someone else thinks of it.

A new ad campaign to get young people to get their clothes checked for shatnez:

Shatnez is not the Shiz-nit.

Get Checked.