My blogs tend to have absolutely nothing to do with ANYTHING current. And this one continues the tradition.
Rachel Gray came in the other day with a Michael Jackson shirt on and we got to talking about the king of pop. I'm into really weird and obscure music, and it reminded me of an amazing song: "Smells Like Billie Jean" a remix mashup of Nirvana's Smells Like Teen Spirit with MJ's Billie Jean. It rocks. Two legends who've passed away in one song. I just wanted to share it with the world.
P.S. I have no idea what that skull train thing is. Just ignore it and enjoy the awesomeness.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Saturday, April 3, 2010
The Easter Bunny is REAL!
If you have kids, or maybe you are a kid, you may doubt the existence of the always cool Easter Bunny. I'm not sure why you would be suspicious of his liveliness, I mean you're getting free candy, don't mess with it.
Aaaaanyway, I am here to tell you he is indeed alive and well.
When I was like 6 or 7 one Easter morn, I was just chilling in my room, starting to wake up, and I HEARD THE DOORBELL RING!!! I dive out of bed, and fly downstairs trying to catch the Bunny. I didn't see him. However, there were two overflowing Easter baskets for my brother and me! I grabbed 'em and ran upstairs to wake up my parents.
Now here's why I know the Easter Bunny delivered those baskets: My parents were sleeping. Even if they were faking it, I had run downstairs and back SUPER FAST. And the way that house was set up I would have seen anyone trying to sneak back up to their room. There's no way they could've rung the doorbell and got back up there.
THE EASTER BUNNY IS REAL!
...or some random weirdo dropped off the baskets. I like the first idea more though.
Aaaaanyway, I am here to tell you he is indeed alive and well.
When I was like 6 or 7 one Easter morn, I was just chilling in my room, starting to wake up, and I HEARD THE DOORBELL RING!!! I dive out of bed, and fly downstairs trying to catch the Bunny. I didn't see him. However, there were two overflowing Easter baskets for my brother and me! I grabbed 'em and ran upstairs to wake up my parents.
Now here's why I know the Easter Bunny delivered those baskets: My parents were sleeping. Even if they were faking it, I had run downstairs and back SUPER FAST. And the way that house was set up I would have seen anyone trying to sneak back up to their room. There's no way they could've rung the doorbell and got back up there.
THE EASTER BUNNY IS REAL!
...or some random weirdo dropped off the baskets. I like the first idea more though.
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