christmastime is here...

so i'm in la which means that i've been listening to american and spanish top 40, NON STOP. it's kind of ridiculous. I just love how in LA you can shamelessly listen to this shit. Anywhere else people would mock you, but here it's like "you don't know the new Kanye song?" and i don't!! But i do know that i love the enrique iglesias "ping pong song" love it! i mean it literally has ping pongs hitting a table in teh background. waht the fuck! and yet, so catchy. Or that one about apple-bottom jeans and fur boots. And dont' even get me started on Fergie. She i like my herpes. I can't get rid of her. She just makes me want to dance while drunk.

So since i'm here i spend a majority of my day in a car. I miss walking down the street in the snow. what is wrong with me! anyways in between all this shit music i've been listening to the christmas music station which just really bums me out. I have decided that 2 singers who can make me weep no matter what the song content is are Karen Carpenter and James Taylor. Seriously how they have this effect on me, i do not know. I used to think the carpenters were happy but after seeing the behind the music on karen carpenter i just hear such sadness in her voice. Adn james taylor....just very pure, too pure, like tears pure.

the point of this post was to inform you all that in between my bouts of traffic and shopping malls i have been watching battlestar galactica NON STOP! seriously i started like 4 days ago and i'm already pretty much done with season 2. that's liek over 20 hours of television. But it's so good! It's like star wars with really hot people and contemporary topics.

no just to end this i leave you with my all time favorite christmas song. wham! why do you sing to my soul??? That synthesizer is just so good. Cathy once said that if she has kids she won't make them learn violin or anything. She's just gonna have them take synthesizer lessons so they can play wham! songs for her.

my favorite parts: 1. when he whispers (time stamp 1:29) "merry christmas...I wrapped it up and sent it!"

also when he says "crowded room...friends with tired eyes." I just feel like he paints a picture of an awesome party that i totally want to be at.



cathy and i plan to recreate this party on Friday night when we host our first annual "the christmas i never had as a child" party. We're gonna make gingerbread houses and listen to this song on repeat and as she puts its "once we get drunk, we can sway to that depressing charlie brown christmas tune where the children go "la la la, la la laaaa..." this is the plan