Thursday, September 1, 2011
girls CAN play ball !
ladies and gentleman, it's my pleasure to present to you the "engine" behind the women's national team: heather o'reilly.
::clap clap::
...but we all know how the tourney ends ::sigh sigh::
::clap clap::
...but we all know how the tourney ends ::sigh sigh::
the chris robinson brotherhood
the black crowes frontman takes centerstage of his brotherhood.
have you seen them?
i have seen them.
i am going to see them again.
fall/winter tour dates!
see ya there ;)
have you seen them?
i have seen them.
i am going to see them again.
fall/winter tour dates!
see ya there ;)
hurricane irene in pictures
i was fortuante enough to get out of harms way (read: the flood zone that hoboken becomes in even the most minor of rain showers) and camp out at my parents' house in central jersey. i was also fortunate that none of my belongings or the property that i reside on had any damage to report. however, some people were not so lucky...
help your neighbors. pay it forward.
help your neighbors. pay it forward.
happy september !!!
well, my friends. i am here! i know, i know. i said this all before: that i was going to take more time, put more of my energy into writing and creating and simply being THERE - wherever there may be.
truth be told, i got sidetracked. by life. by the loves and the losses and the whirlwind of information surrounding me every second of every day. by the heat of the summer sun and the temptation of being elsewhere. it got to be too much! the mixture of living life and loving pop culture was overwhelming me and rather than let it consume me and (ultimately) get the best of me - which, in retrospect, doesn't sound like such a terrible idea... - i stepped away.
now, i have it together. now, i am ready to bring it.
SEPTEMBER, LET'S GO!
xoxo
lak
truth be told, i got sidetracked. by life. by the loves and the losses and the whirlwind of information surrounding me every second of every day. by the heat of the summer sun and the temptation of being elsewhere. it got to be too much! the mixture of living life and loving pop culture was overwhelming me and rather than let it consume me and (ultimately) get the best of me - which, in retrospect, doesn't sound like such a terrible idea... - i stepped away.
now, i have it together. now, i am ready to bring it.
SEPTEMBER, LET'S GO!
xoxo
lak
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Sunday, August 21, 2011
lyrics of the day
have you seen her? stressed out all the time.
yeah i’ve been there, worried 'bout the bottom line.
she has always counted back from ten to one
pressing herself up against time.
i have always counted up from one to ten
trusting that each moment is right.
well i'm showin all my trust
i’m resting on my laurels.
i’m hoping for the best
but i’m waiting for some time 'cause
life seems longest when
when you think it's short and the pressure is on.
call it what you call it
each breath seems so grand when your life’s on the line.
if your eyes could see what my eyes have seen
i'd be yours, you’d be mine.
call it what you call it
each breath seems so grand when your life’s on the line.
he’s a fighter
he sees from fist to fist, not eye to eye.
fights his demons, but he fights them on the outside.
he has never looked at himself from within
he drinks a bit then looks for a fight.
i have always thought i was an innocent man
but now i’m running for my life.
and i've shown them all my trust
i've rested all my laurels.
i’m hoping for the best
but i’m running for my life 'cause
life seems longest when
when you think it's short and the pressure is on.
call it what you call it
each breath seems so grand when your life’s on the line.
if your eyes could see what my eyes have seen
i'd be yours, you’d be mine.
call it what you call it
each breath seems so grand when your life’s on the line.
and i've shown them all my trust
i've rested all my laurels.
i’m hoping for the best
but i’m running for my life 'cause
life seems longest when
when you think it's short and the pressure is on.
call it what you call it
each breath seems so grand when your life’s on the line.
if your eyes could see what my eyes have seen
i'd be yours, you’d be mine.
call it what you call it
each breath seems so grand when your life’s on the line.
when your life's on the line
i'd be yours, you'd be mine.
when your life's on the line
i'd be yours, you'd be mine.
~ jimkata, "one to ten"
yeah i’ve been there, worried 'bout the bottom line.
she has always counted back from ten to one
pressing herself up against time.
i have always counted up from one to ten
trusting that each moment is right.
well i'm showin all my trust
i’m resting on my laurels.
i’m hoping for the best
but i’m waiting for some time 'cause
life seems longest when
when you think it's short and the pressure is on.
call it what you call it
each breath seems so grand when your life’s on the line.
if your eyes could see what my eyes have seen
i'd be yours, you’d be mine.
call it what you call it
each breath seems so grand when your life’s on the line.
he’s a fighter
he sees from fist to fist, not eye to eye.
fights his demons, but he fights them on the outside.
he has never looked at himself from within
he drinks a bit then looks for a fight.
i have always thought i was an innocent man
but now i’m running for my life.
and i've shown them all my trust
i've rested all my laurels.
i’m hoping for the best
but i’m running for my life 'cause
life seems longest when
when you think it's short and the pressure is on.
call it what you call it
each breath seems so grand when your life’s on the line.
if your eyes could see what my eyes have seen
i'd be yours, you’d be mine.
call it what you call it
each breath seems so grand when your life’s on the line.
and i've shown them all my trust
i've rested all my laurels.
i’m hoping for the best
but i’m running for my life 'cause
life seems longest when
when you think it's short and the pressure is on.
call it what you call it
each breath seems so grand when your life’s on the line.
if your eyes could see what my eyes have seen
i'd be yours, you’d be mine.
call it what you call it
each breath seems so grand when your life’s on the line.
when your life's on the line
i'd be yours, you'd be mine.
when your life's on the line
i'd be yours, you'd be mine.
~ jimkata, "one to ten"
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