Musik Mundi: Owl City

500th blog post. 82nd Musik Mundi post. That's a lot of blogging. That's a lot of musik. You know, I haven't written a nice poem in a long time. Maybe next time. Owl City sorta reminds me of The Postal Service. I think it's the style and the voice. It's a one man band, the one man being Adam Young. I haven't come along any mind blowingly good music lately. Ugh! Music dry spell! So this will do for now. And I included the song Dental Care in honor of big poppa. Who writes music about dental care? Haha.

*photo courtesy of amazon.com*


Owl City
Album: Ocean Eyes (2009)
Song: On The Wing
Song: The Saltwater Room
Song: Dental Care

Birthday: Mochi

Some handful of weeks ago, Mochi's birthday came and went. A group gathered for dinner and some crazy dancing to celebrate her day. It started off innocently enough with some good Italian food at Grotto's. It was still Houston Restaurant Week at that time so some of us opted to go with that. The bad thing about the way I do things is that by the time I sit and blog about something, so much time has passed that with my shoddy memory, it's a challenge trying to remember the little details. For instance, I can't remember the name most of the dishes. Whoops! Oh well. What I do remember though is Mochi having to take a couple of birthday drinks during dinner. We were like, uh-oh, this ain't gonna be good. Haha! So below is a mumbo jumbo of all sorts of things. Dinner, clubbing at Reign Lounge, which I went to TWO weekends in a row believe it or not. I considered it training for big poppa and I. We needed to practice partying like rock stars for our upcoming trip to the big apple. For Mochi's b-day, I got her SHAM-WOW as a gag gift. Hah! Deep down, I feel like it's something everyone secretly wants, right?!? The night was completed with Mochi held up in the lavatory, expelling that evening's dinner while exclaiming her love for the song Live Your Life. I had the best time dancing it up like old times. It's such great exercise! Ugh. Dancing. Oh how I really do miss being able to dance. The simple things we take for granted sometimes. Anyways. Enough with my bitterness. Cheers to Miss Mochi! I hope you had a super birthday. Thanks to chacco for sharing the pics from her camera with me.

Let's start with dinner at Grotto's.

The newly engaged Chia!

Some clubbing pics! How old am I again? Haha. Some of these are from the second weekend I went.

Musik Mundi: Jay-Z

Shawn Corey Carter. All through out New York, as we made our way around the subway system, I gladly informed anyone and everyone that would listen that Jay-Z got his nickname from the J/Z subway lines that stop at Marcy Avenue in Brooklyn. Which is also the same stop if you want to go to Peter Luger's, a really good steak house. Can you imagine? Growing up selling crack cocaine to now making MILLIONS of dollars making such great art that people consider you one of the best? Crazy! And also getting Beyonce to marry you. Crazy! So I'm not the biggest Jay-Z fan. Only because I don't really listen to hip hop or whatever. But I really like the new song he has out with Rihanna. I frackin' LOVE Rihanna and I think I only like the part where she's all Eeeyyyy eeeeyyyy eeeeyyy eeeeyyyyy eeeyyyyy ... You know what I'm talking about. As for the video though. I'm not really feeling it.

*photo courtesy of amazon.com*


Jay-Z
Album: The Blue Print 3 (2009)
Song: Run This Town

Trippin': McAllen - South Padre Island

When in McAllen, go to South Padre Island! Since it's only like two hours anyways. Why not?!? We spent the day at the beach swimming and soaking in the sun. I don't think I got as dark as I wanted. By now though, I think a majority of my tan has already faded. Boo! I'm not sure if I'm quite the beach lover. I like the idea of paradise and being in the sun and tropics, but at the same time, I HATE SAND. I hate how it gets everywhere. Like EVERYWHERE. And does the ocean have to be THAT salty? Haha. Man. I'm such a whiner and complainer. If only there was some way where sand would just fall off your body as you got up. How cool would that be? If you ever want to sleep like a baby, have Transam drive you in his car. Something about the way he drives just makes you knock the hell out.