sisterly confessions

Special thanks to Oscar Cortez of www.drastudio.com (and Courtney) for redesigning my blog. Hooray!

Nothing is more random than a Yeti, that's for sure.

So amusing story... (to me anyway)

Last week, I had met up with my friends Jeanne and Leslie for dinner, and afterward at their house, we somehow discovered that they did in fact have the entire Season 2 of Dexter still on Showtime on Demand, even though they had previously believed as of a couple weeks ago, they lost access to all of Season 2. So we decided to watch an episode. We picked it up right where I had left off at Episode 5.

However, I decided not to tell Miriam, for fear that she would get mad at me for watching an episode ahead of her and I secretly felt guilty for skipping ahead of her. She was in the middle of a three day shift at the hospital and probably wouldn't have time to watch an episode anyway, but in the event that she did, I resolved to just feign surprise and shock as we watched episode 5.

I really didn't think too much about it, until yesterday morning as we were driving home from church. Miriam said, "Melissa, I have a confession to make." Uh oh. This is not good. Ron had just done a sermon that morning on confession and repentance so I was bracing myself for an intense conversation of some sort...

Miriam: "I actually watched two and a half episodes of Dexter while you were gone last night."

What?! And here I was feeling guilty all this time. I actually remember walking in the house after Lauren's party and she was sitting on the couch with my laptop, and then she put it away as soon as I came in. I didn't think anything of it, but she later confessed that she was in the middle of an episode when I walked in and shut it off when I came inside the house!

What would have been really funny is if we had watched Episode 5 together and both pretended to not have seen it and acted all surprised at the plot twists and laugh during the funny scenes.

We are so silly.

I just realized this is my last post of the month of June (where did this month go?) and this is the most productive blogger.com month I've ever had. Between Dexter and Ingrid Michaelson, it's been one crazy month, I'd say...;)

Voting update and new song posted!:)

Thanks for everybody who's been voting for the Way I Am contest. So cool! Special thanks to Paige for rallying votes on the West Coast;) In any given moment, I waver anywhere between 4th and 10th. Fate is so fickle in this thing. I also need to stop compulsively checking it, I think...haha.

Exciting news... I uploaded the first track of my in-process demo EP up onto my musicnation profile. You can check it out @ http://musicnation.com/music/melissareyes

I guess I'll create a music myspace eventually, but I'm slacking on that:P Musicnation is easier. And prettier if you're lazy with html like me.

Anywho the new track is called "paper hearts" and I hope you guys enjoy it.

It's especially dedicated to anyone who has ever felt a little aimless, especially post-graduation..

Stop by and have a listen and feel free to vote again, if you feel so motivated;)

Cheers,
M

No WAY.

They're going to build a shape-shifting skyscraper in Dubai.



It's like in Harry Potter where the staircases change all the time.

Check out the news link for the full story if you're interested:

http://www.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/meast/06/25/duibai.tower/index.html

Vote for me! (can't believe I am saying this...:P)

If anybody had any doubt about my nerdiness, I fear that this blog entry shall confirm all suspicions once and for all.

I re-wrote the lyrics to Ingrid's "The Way I Am" (sorry, I know... overkill with the Ingrid blogs already) and recorded my version on youtube (yep, I know) and submitted to Gibson Guitars' "The Way I Am" contest. You're supposed to do a cover, actually. I hope I don't get points off for rewriting the thing.

The winner gets a beautiful Gibson SG, and runners-up get autographed CDs.

My actual aim in doing this was not to win the guitar, I just want Ingrid to hear my version since she'll be judging the top 20, mostly because I think she'll think it's funny. Or at least entertaining.

Basically the premise of my re-write is that some fool in Louisville, KY took Ingrid's lyrics seriously, when she sings "If you are chilly/Here take my sweater." He/she (i'm guessing it's a she since it's a girl's sweater, but it could be an emo kid, who knows) stole Ingrid's new blue cozy sweater! Right off the stage. Ingrid blogged about it on her myspace.

So I rewrote the lyrics to "The Way I Am" to reflect the situation and also address this infamous Sweater Thief and submitted my video to the contest. I don't think I'll actually win... mostly because I'll probably be disqualified for changing her lyrics. I'm actually pulling for a couple of the other contestants who are wonderful: Kiersten Holine (www.myspace.com/kierstenholine... this girl does amazing covers on youtube) and Tinted Image (he does a really cool jazzy version). All I want to do is make it into the Top 20 so Ingrid will watch it, since she's judging the Top 20.

Anyway, if you want to help me out, go vote at http://musicnation.com/contest/thewayiam/matchup. You don't necessarily have to watch every video (although it's pretty entertaining), and you can click refresh until it comes to my video and then vote for me!

I'm actually doing decently right now...I'm ranked 12th, and that's without even bulletining on myspace or facebooking. Don't know if I'm gonna stoop to that level yet. Although I just may;)

CanNOT believe I am actually posting this blog entry... haha...

the magic of PB and J

So after Status last night, my sis and I were hanging out and talking for awhile with our friend Chris in the lobby. Miriam and I were getting ready to go home/grab a bite to eat, when Chris (seemingly randomly) suggested that we have a picnic of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

Earlier in the day, Chris had bought a couple jars of peanut butter, several kinds of jelly/jam/preserves and had set up a picnic table at a local park in Orlando, frequented by many homeless people. He simply offered to make sandwiches to anyone who was interested and got to talk with a lot of the people that passed through the park. He's done this several times before, but apparently on this particular day, there weren't as many people in the park.

Consequently, he had a bunch of leftovers.

After a massive fajita lunch at Chili's earlier in the day, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches actually sounded pretty good, oddly enough. So when Chris offered us an impromptu picnic, we kinda thought "Yeah, why not?" Chris began rounding up more people in the lobby and we headed across the street to Chris' Hybrid hatchback.

It kind of turned into a mini-party, with more than a dozen people crowded around the back of Chris' car and his makeshift peanut butter/jelly buffet bar, as he quite expertly made peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for all of us. Surprisingly, he had a variety of jelly options, including grape, strawberry and boysenberry. Someone even pulled their SUV up next to Chris' car and started blasting their stereo to provide some dance music.

Someone joked that Chris should host sushi night out of the back of his car next week. haha:)

I met a bunch of new lovely people, ate a phenomenal PB and J sandwich (with boysenberry, i might add), and I witnessed something beautiful and spontaneous just arise out of nowhere in the middle of a parking lot.

I think it's called "community."

And then I watched two Dexter episodes.

So, all in all, I'd say it was a pretty phenomenal evening:)

on duality

darkness settles deep within
descends with a blissful sigh
with a jarring thud
layer upon layer
sweet and seductive
foul and oppressive
beckoning and clawing, enticing and writhing
hideously alluring

compartmentalized.

oh wretched duality.

for
i
also
see

beauty and truth
and whispers and love
and prophecies
and paradigms shifted
and prisoners freed
and the wounded healed

by body and blood

and trajectories chosen
destinies fulfilled
a kingdom extended
creation reclaimed
and a battle fought
to the sound of a thousand trumpets
to the cry of a thousand voices
to the explosion of a thousand memories of what was
what is
and an ache of what's to come
and what should be

and
i
see

evil extinguished.

for
light
too
descends.

repentance.

Star Wars Trumpet Solo

So I have been youtubing waaaaaay too much today. But this is the funniest thing I have seen in a long, long time.

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away (known as Arizona) this happened. This era was not kind. To anyone.