I Like...San Antonio

So lately I've been feeling some unexplained nostalgia for Texas, particularly San Antonio and the hill country. It all started about a month ago when I was driving down to Dallas to meet Scott and hang out with my family for a few days, and I felt the urge to blast "Southbound 35" for old time's sake. Since then, I've been quite out of my normal (i.e. indie/hippie/songwriterpotsmoker) music zone and have been on a pretty hard core Pat Green kick. There's just something about his music that transports me in a second back to the carefree days of college when our biggest thing on the agenda was planning the next float trip or theme party. Jen and I were reminsicing about breakfast tacos at Taco Riendo, the somewhat sketchy, completely delicious taco place where we were almost always sure to be the only non-Spanish-speakers in the place. So, here is my ode to San Antonio:

There are so many great memories of that town, such as everything that took place here:

Retreats in the hill country:

Amaaaazing BBQ:

Fiesta and NIOSA, San Antonio's Mexican [and much tamer] version of Mardi Gras:

BREAKFAST TACOOOOOS:


$2 Margs at Panchito's:

Of course, tubing on the Comal in New Braunfels:

And eating at the amazing Grist Mill afterwards:

And who could forget college night at Far West (aka Cowboys) Dance Hall:

I'm no country girl, but I sure do miss San Antonio sometimes. In honor of that, here is some good ol' Texas country for your listening pleasure:

Wave on Wave - Pat Green

Crazy - Pat Green

Carry On - Pat Green

We Need Healthcare REFORM? Nooo...

This is reality for way too many people:



But really, they should just get a better job. Yup. We don't need no "Obama-care" up in hurr.

Rant over.

I Like...Learning

Here are some interesting tid-bits I learned this weekend:

1) The Harry Potter game for Wii is not as cool as one would think (at least not the Order of the Phoenix one). Yes, you get to do spells, but we played for 20 minutes and all that went on was moving some clothes into a trunk and walking around the castle aimlessly. Not fun. Where's the Quidditch?!? And YES, I realize I'm a huge nerd.

2) Somehow, when one makes gin and tonics at home, they are much more potent than at the bar.

3) Sitting around with friends making drinks and making fun of each other playing Wii is SO much fun. Okay, I knew that already

4) Non-scheduled Saturdays are extremely important.

5) Just because I am awesome (and I mean AWESOME) at Wii bowling does not mean I am awesome at actual bowling. In fact, I'm terrible. Like 78 terrible.

6) I forgot how competitive I am and how I really reeeally dislike losing! As Lisa put it, it's a miracle we all play games together and we're all still friends. Lots of Type A med students + me and Hannah and James = yikes!

7) Piano bars and Colorado Bulldogs are a fantastic cure for post-losing-funk. Especially when they play Don't Stop Believing and the whole bar sounds and you dance a lot.

8) That song NEVER gets old.

9) Blaring the show choir version of that song from Glee while driving around eating ice cream never gets old either.

10) Enjoying a lazy Sunday morning for the first time in a while is more important than writing papers. Yup.

That's it for now. Oh, and p.s., if you couldn't tell, I loved this weekend.

I Like...Weddings

As I posted about yesterday, we had a blast last weekend celebrating our friends' wedding, and lots of fun was had. Here's what took place:

Some rehearsing and eating downtown

An adorable bride and groom celebrating

More awesome dancing

A "fresh-faced" picture before Journey sing-a-longs to the iPod because the COVER BAND did not know "Don't Stop Believing!!"

Some intense disco-ing

Some...of this

Happy friends after dance-a-thons

Self-picture taking, always a necessity whilst dancing

Old friends :)

All in all a great night, and I must say that Scott did a great job sticking his hand in the air and taking random shots. This was the first wedding since ours that we have both been really involved in and gotten to witness up close through the whole process, and it definitely brought back some wonderful memories of our own (and of course made some great new ones). Yay marriage, yay weddings.

I Like...Dancing

This past weekend, Scott's BFF-partner-in-crime-roommate-best-man-all-around-crazyperson Rob married his longtime girlfriend (and good friend of ours) Jen. Seriously, these boys have been friends since the fifth grade when Rob invited Scott to stay for dinner after working on a school project, and they have pretty much been through everything in life attached at the hip ever since. They are COMPLETE opposites and yell at each other a lot, but their friendship is pretty adorable. So the weekend was full of toasts and parties and food...and dancing! We had a fantastic group of dancing fiends on the floor at the wedding, and it was a BLAST. I love dancing, and I really really really wish I could do it with any inkling of talent, but this is what I look like when I do it:

Apparently me dancing = awkward facial expressions and lots of pointing?

Oh well. We can't all be professionals.......like these people:

(SMOOTH TRANSITION, eh?!?)

Last night's episode was pretty blah until the final three routines. I will say that while I appreciate the sentiment and while the intent of Tyce's piece about breast cancer was touching, it didn't grip me or move me like Mia's Addiction piece did. I think a huge part of it was the song, but it felt more contrived and "Beaches"-ish than raw and heartwrenching like it could have been...But it was still a beautiful dance. Here are my two favorites:

Kayla and Jason dancing a Shane Sparks hip hop routine (loved the Thriller references)



Brandon & Jeanine dancing a routine by Laurie Ann Gibson (yes, the crazy choreographer from Diddy's Making the Band awesomeness).

I think Brandon and Jeanine are my favorites at this point, with Janette coming in a close second. I'm calling Evan or Jason and Melissa or Kayla for elimination this week. If Melissa stays it will be because she happened to draw the tearjerker of the week. Also - I'm not gonna lie, I'm pretty intrigued to see if Katie Holmes can actually sing and dance tonight. Innnnteresting.

And this is where I shall end the post of endless rambling.

Song Obsession of the Week

So I've heard some of the Ting Tings' other songs in random places and on SYTCYD, but I heard this for the first time last week while driving to work...and I was definitely that crazy person you saw pointing at passing cars and yelling "THAT'S NOT MY NAME!!!!!!" on the highway at 7:45a.m.

I mean, what?

You really can't help at least bopping to this...or full on head banging dancing in the bar when it comes on the juke box. Just sayin.

I Like...Nutty Professors.

Ahh, summer school. Bleh. Let me tell you about it.

I am currently in my second week of a 4-week class called Gangs, Drugs, and Violence that meets three times a week for 3.5 hours. At night. 5:30-9, to be exact. In Norman. That means I work 8-4, drive to Norman, sit there til 9, and drive home. Then I get to see my husband for half an hour before he has to go to sleep so he can be back at the hospital at 4:30a.m. Are we crazy? I think yes.

Despite the awful hours (and the fact that it takes me away from beloved house church for four weeks), the class is semi-interesting, and the professor is a KOOK. For example, he refers to himself in the third person and yells at himself whenever he asks questions. Like he'll say "HEY ____ (referring to himself by his last name), WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THIS? Well, let me tell you." He also asks us to email our daily reviews of articles and book chapters to every student in the class, and as I type this he is writing each one of us a reply while REPLYING ALL. I didn't need space in my inbox anyway, ha.

The reading is interesting but hard to do given the fact that he changes our assignments about 5 times per class period. We have also watched several FAB documentaries, such as the history of gangs (interesting) and one about orphans who got put on trains and sent around the country in the 1920s (random).

The professor brings us pizza sometimes and compliments our outfits. And then there's this.

I emailed him to thank him for bringing this pizza, and here is his response:

"YOU ARE WELCOME
HOW ARE READING VIDEOS AND the EXCHANGE FOR YOU
I hoping now o move then follow
(there were about 20 more spaces here but I took them out)
I fee i need to put to start the day with qone hour talk nd then go to pseantations."

Ahh, well said.