Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Suiting Up

I'm wearing my gray pinstripe suit, I used two squirts of cologne and I gave myself a theme song. Sometimes Tuesdays require a little more than other days.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

A Good Soak

I just filled the bathtub up with this song, eased my aching body into it and sat there until my fingers and toes were pruney.


Thanks Kalai. When will I be able to download a copy of this for my iPod?

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Can Work End Any Faster?


I won't talk a lot about this one. It's fun, it's got good energy and it moves. It also reminds me of two things that I wish I had more of in my life right now: summer and girlfriend. So, with that said, I will go back to my daydreaming of said summer and girlfriend as I continue rotting in front of my work desk.


Yes Matt, Faster is exactly how I want work to be happening right now.

Friday, June 3, 2011

(incredible) Song


I would like to draw your attention to the embedded video box below. This little musical morsel dropped like manna from heaven into our laps last weekend while we were cruising along the PCH on Memorial Day. In a word (or two): Sweet serendipity.

Here's the deal. It's not the best constructed song. I would have loved to have heard another verse or two and maybe a nice counterpoint of chorus and verse at the end in a frenzy of voice and instrument, but I didn't write the song, Newton Faulkner did. So, without further ado, here he is singing it:



Seriously though, don't you love the lyrics?

"I'm gonna master all kinds of kung fu. I'm gonna live inside a tiny zoo."

"I'm gonna grow myself a giant afro (incredible) when the alarm goes off I just won't know."

Monday, May 23, 2011

Rising From the Ashes and/or a Watery Cell


I was listening to this song on the way to work today and it basically changed my life. I've been a fan for sometime. In fact, Jackson's moving anthem has been a theme song for a number of important life events: road trips, long races, lonely nights and unbearably difficult days. It is during these trying times that Will You Be There gives you the strength you need. And just when you think you can't go on, Michael sneak attacks you with a key change and inspires you to press onward. Later on when you have reached your breaking point yet again: another key change. At this point you are pretty much overwhelmed because no one has ever dared to slip in two key changes in the same song (too much of a good thing? I don't think so), but nothing is too daring for the King of Pop. As he winds down tantalizing you with what you think is his last experimental move, he rises from the ashes yet again with a third key change. You thought it couldn't be done. You doubted his ability. Luckily, you were proven wrong.

As you listen to it, I would ask you just one question: Will YOU be there?



Don't make fun of me. This song is amazing and let's not forget how inspired all of us were when Willy flew for the first time. That moment when he rose from his watery cell and his body drips rained down on the young Jesse below rallied a nation and inspired generations old and young. Let us not forget his inspiring legacy.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Mayday? Maybe not.


I have a close friend who is in an interesting situation—he's desperately in love with his ex-wife. More than anything else in the world, he wants to get back with her. More than anything else in the world, I want him to get back with her. I've told him that I am in his corner...that we are going to get her back. He's Rocky and I'm his Mickey.

Today as I was heading back to Utah Valley Regional after a meeting at Orem Community Hospital, I was listening to Mayday Parade's moving ballad, Miserable At Best and thought instantly of my warrior friend. I have to admit that I got a little emotional as I listened to the lyrics so appropriately describing my buddy's plight (At least in my mind they were talking about my friend). Such a poignant song about the complications of two people who love each other, but have been hurt and don't quite know how to move on.

This one's for you little buddy. Go get your Katie back.