35 posts tagged “vox hunt”
Audio: Share a song you could listen to all day on repeat.
I have too many to list just one, but this morning...this is the song I could play fifty hunnert eleventy times...
You gotta give for what ya take. M'kay?
Addendum...while working, I heard this...and recalled...this one is also on that heavy repeat list.
Video: Show us a music video you'd gladly watch over and over again.
Thee way tie.
Show us your pens and pencils.
2nd photo: The Sharpies. Must.Hide.From.The.Sibby.
3rd photo: Fibracolor, 100 markers. I was suprised at their economical cost, durability and super vibrant colors.
4th photo: What's a girl without a pencil box? I keep my colored pencils and the standard ones as well. Plus my nubby eraser stick that works much better then the crap they stick to the end of stand issue pencils. Gross.
I also use the Pilot G2 Gel, black ink only but they are solely for my journal. My left hand likes them. I rarely have problems with ink flow, and I like to have continuity of ink across journal pages.
That is all.
Show us your favorite pair of sneakers.
Submitted by danatmedog.
Okay I preface this by saying I had no clue about this one til I saw it on Stacy's. And like any great inspiration, I copied. (Stacy I do this with total admiration)
And...a few thoughts...okay...eight thoughts. Sue me.
1. Like any marketing professional, though I know better...I am a brand whore. It's been Nike ever since I knew what sneakers were. Ask my sister, she'll tell ya. I can't do it if there's no swoosh. I know better, but it's true.
2. Top left, my running sneakers. these get replaced regularly and often, these were a bitch on the first one, but got cozy after that. Another three months they head into "yardwork retirement."
3. Top middle (and bottom middle since they're same shoe different color). My neighbor Christian refers to these as my muppet sneakers because she says my feet look like muppet feet when I wear them. I contend this is rubbish because you never SAW muppet feet, but whatever. They are light, great for tramping about long distance and they fit my general disposition. Which I suppose, is that of a muppet.
4. Top right, my "court" shoes. Because occasionally (when it's not 200 degrees) I like to indulge my inner tomboy in shooting hoops. This eventually makes me miss my brother very much and I have to stop.
5. Bottom left, my "bowler shoes." I love them..they are quiet, comfy and very underbranded in their "Nikeness."
6. Bottom right, occasionally some of my more rustic friends will suggest an outing that may require suitable coverage from spiders, snakes and God only knows what else. These handle those events. Pray they be few and far in between.
7. Yes. Those are my Fred Flintstone tootsies. SHUT IT.
8. I just realized that little area carpet is bad for people prone to vertigo. *tsk tsk* I gotta lay down now.
Show us some fish.
Office spouse made fun of me because of the flash. I never said I was a photographer. In the shot without the flash the fishies were blurry. Sue me. I'm lazy and impatient.
Audio: Congrats, you're the radio DJ! What six songs are in your first on-air set?
Submitted by LeendaDLL.
It's my UK set.
1. Glory Box - Portishead.
2. Back to Black - Amy Winehouse
3. Dirty Harry - Gorillaz
4. Remind Me - Royksopp
5. Otherwise - Morcheeba
6. Clear the Area - Imogen Heap
Audio: It's dedication time. What song are you sending out, and who is it dedicated to?
For my Sibby.
Be free beautiful girl. I'm always here to catch you if you fall. I won't ever let go of your hand. That is my eternal promise to you. You are my light, I am yours. You and me, us never part...
For ** **.
For the history that promises never to be erased for the sake of convenience. Because it never made sense. It never could. This is the song that always seems to help my little girl, find your little boy...and remember everything that was ever good about us both. Because there are no lyrics but the ones we keep, for each other. The sweetest of secrets. The ones I will treasure for all my lifetime.
Do you doodle? Show us.
Oh man....do I doodle. Usually when I am on the phone, or trying to work out a particularly troubling thought or idea that words can't seem to release. And...I usually keep this bizarre etchings to myself because I don't suspect they are in any way interesting to anyone but the "rainman" in me.
Alas, how can I truly be blissfully naked if I am not really...nude?
A few pages from my doodlebook. I swear if my home was ever raided by the FBI, there would be cause for concern. Let's see....legos (a HUGE assortment of legos), crayons, colored pencils, doodle books, SpongeBob Squarepants toys...not a child in site. That is, unless you count me.
Audio: What's your favorite hidden track or song from an album?
Submitted by Kristine.
That's a tie for me. Up first:
Jilly from Philly. Jill Scott. Her energy reminds me of one of my dearest friends, Lisane. You almost feel like you can't look her directly in the eye because she shines so bright.
The thing I don't like about hidden tracks is the wait for it to play. (Yes, I am that impatient) I hate that they're buried, especially when you're in the car and you're skimming to say....track 44. Sure, I realize all those other tracks are data tracks od a few seconds but still...GIMMIE DAT!
My first favorite hidden track was Jill's brilliant remix of Love Rain with another amazing spirit, Mos Def. You'll have to endure that pregnant pause between it and Try, the song that leads in. But in my opinion, it is WELL worth it. Just listening to it makes me miss the Northeast. They nothing of this type of heady, sharp vibe down in the South. I get in trouble, but I'm sorry...it's true. Jill represents everything I miss about Philly. Her and the Roots.
So there you have it. Takes a minute to get to their respective wholesome goodness...but it's worth it if you are so inclined...
Show us a picture of where you used to be.
Always in my mom's kitchen - sitting in the same seat in the corner - taking it all in. Back in chilly Philly. I don't miss my town (at least not today)...but I am missing my brother, who's eyes tell more stories then his mouth ever will. Something we have in common.
*insert sigh here*
...and Mecca misses the snow...
