Among Other Things

Life just balances you out doesn't it? Even when things start piling up you may end up at a total different place at the end of the day. Well I had a hectic Monday and then Jessie and I decided that we needed a break so we went to get our nails done. She had a pedicure and I had a manicure.
So there was this guy that massaged her feet so now we are thinking that we should go to a spa one of these weekends and get the fully treatment!! Wouldn't that be great? I know that can get expensive but at this point I really don't care. I would love to just relax and enjoy myself.
We'll see I still have to find the time though.
I am currently paving the front of my house and just getting rid of all the top soil is hard work. I need to work on that, of course I won't be doing it alone.
Let's see what else? I have to pick a novel in Spanish for my class and I am not sure of what to pick. I should have a synopsis ready by the end of the semester.
Yeah, good luck with that huh?
I am not sure what else to discuss. I have not experienced anything too dramatic in the past few day except for the stomach pain and nausea but no...I am not pregnant so don't ask.
As a whole, this has been a better day.

Monday..again

Ok so it's Monday again. I woke up this morning feeling like I had just been hit by a bus and someone just happened to shake me up and expected for me to run to my house from that location. Yep, something like that.
I had the whole day planned. Things were going to get reorganized and re-set. cleaned up and everything!! Hahaha..yeah right. So the good thing was that they dumped about 4k on our account and I had until 4:00pm to spend it all. Needless to say I spent almost all day doing purchase orders, speaking to the vendors, and getting everything else approved. It was fun (sigh).
I need to get home and chill for a while. Maybe watch a movie, something that doesn't make me have to think that much. I'll be great.
Tomorrow will be a better day. Well, one can only hope...

I'm So Good At...

Ok, so maybe we shouldn't have gone on a weekday but it was worth it. I took some pictures with my camera phone but I have not been able to retrieve them from it. I really need to start carrying my digital camera around, you wouldn't believe the kind of pictures I would be able to take.
Well, to tell you the truth I was a bit disappointed when I didn't go to the Alejandro Fernandez, Marc Anthony, and Chayanne concert on Saturday night. I really wanted to listen to live music. Well I got to do just that last night at the Broadway Bar. Jawbreaker was good. Good music no kiddin'. (If you have no idea who Jawbreaker is you can refer to the previous post) Of course I was with nice people too so that was a plus. it was fun. I got home a bit after 2:00am like a good little girl. (hehehe)
One of the best parts of the whole experience was that I must have had around 11 drinks now that I think about it...mostly some sort of martini, shots, and the occasional blue Hawaiian and the bartender only charged me $13.50!!! That was awesome!!!
And so, we all survived the whole ordeal and showed up to work the next day. Party included: Jessie, Jonathan, 2 of Jonathan's friends, Daniel, and Alexei..oh and some weird individuals that stared at us occasionally but we paid no attention. So that was fun, unfortunately the weekend will be spent on house chores and working out. Maybe a bit of extracurricular activities that might deviate from the initial plan but I'll talk about it Monday I guess.
Have a great weekend!!!

It's Like...Aaahhh in a Nut Shell

About two weeks ago: Went to Austin for the weekend on a very mini-vacation and it was a lot of fun. I needed the break, we both did. It was very nice to just be away for a bit.
This past weekend: I just chilled with my brother on Saturday (went to Pat O'Brien's downtown) and shopped around and cleaned up a bit to be ready for the start of the semester. It was cool.
Monday: I went to ChaCho's with my friend Jessie and so we ended up at my friend's Victor's apartment with Alexei, Jaime, Mario, and then the other Mario and Robert showed up too. We jammed around a bit then I had to go home.
Tuesday: I ended up watching The Skeleton Key...that was a mistake. I had been waiting for this movie for months now and I just ended up dissapointed. Boo. Yep, not worth buying on DVD. But I ended up at Dave and Busters with the guys and hanged for a little bit. As soon as I got home I just crashed. I had been cleaning the front yard between the movie and hanging out.
Tommorow: My friend Johnathan wants me to go and check out this band called Jawbreaker, they are suppose to be pretty good. Anyway they play at the Broadway Brew Haus so I might check it out after class tomorrow.
Class: Haven't even bought books yet. Hopefully they are not all gone. They are usually not for the courses I take.
Among other things I would like a new bag and new shoes..something casual. Any suggestions?
Other than that I think I'm ok. There is no rush in spending money I really shouldn't be spending.

Somehow

He wore it well,
He tried to hide it.
The question was written all over his face,
The world couldn’t see it.

He searched for an answer,
Around the corners of his soul,
Through the alleys of his mind,
And swam a thousand oceans of despair.

No luck.
Nowhere to go.

The world as he knew it moved on,
Yet he always felt he stayed behind somehow.

Then there was her,
There will always be her.

She listened,
She cared,
She loved him.
She could not always be there.

He wondered and searched.
“The answer is inside”, she said.
“You must know where you stand.”
“Do you know where you stand?”

Until he finds himself,
There will always be the question.
He will disappear in front of the rest of the world,

No one will see it as she does.
No one will know why.
No luck.
Nowhere to go.

The world as he knows it will move on,
Yet he will always feel as if he stayed behind somehow.

Sex & The City

"Maybe the past is like an anchor holding us back. Maybe, you have to let go of who you are to become who you will be."
"Can you get to your future if your past is present?"

- Carrie Bradshaw

I don't know what it is about Sex & The City that is so... Should I say, "Fabulous". One can argue that perhaps this is the single-woman life women would love to have, carefree, with a stable job, money to be going to fabulous parties, not have to work so much for it, and still manage to look flawless even when you are suppose to feel miserable. But I don't think so. The whole powerful professional woman thing is awesome but more than anything it is Carrie's reflections on the day that keeps audiences. The writers of the show do a great job in combining four different personalities and creating a common ground in which they can all bond and be like family. All three lives have just enough drama and passion for the audiences to want more. There is just enough complications in their lives to keep it interesting. Of course, there are also enough involvements with men to help the interesting part.

I love all the little rhetorical questions Carrie gives us every time she writes. Samantha is so bold and crazy (I bet women secretly wish they had the B%*#S to pull off half of the things she does on the show). Charlotte is a hopeless romantic. Miranda is sarcastic, cynical, but deep inside she is a wonderful friend, she is just afraid of letting people in.
I haven't quite added the seasons to my collection but it is something I wish to do in the near future.

You have to figure ... if the world's fattest twins can find love, there's hope for all of us. Somewhere out there is another little freak who will love us, understand us, and kiss our 3 heads and make it all better.

Good and Disturbing

So, a military veteran returns to his native Vermont suffering from bouts of amnesia. When he is accused of murder and lands in an asylum, a well-meaning doctor puts him on a heavy course of experimental drugs, restrains him in a jacket-like device, and locks him away in a body drawer of the basement morgue. The process sends him on a journey into the future, where he can foresee his death (but not who did it or how) in four days' time. Now the only question that matters is: can the woman he meets in the future save him?

That's the synopsis of The Jacket pretty much. I just watched this movie this past weekend (even though I've had it sitting on the shelve for weeks) and I really enjoyed it. It was the usual mess-with-your-head thriller that I love to watch. I don't know but the combination of psychological disturbance and romantism are some of the most appealing combinations to me. I'm weird that way. It was a pretty interesting story actually, no joke. You should check it out if you have some time. It actually reminded me of The Butterfly Effect too, although The Butterfly Effect was a bit more disturbing.
Anyway, I hope you have some time to check both out if you haven't already. Hope you enjoy the pics too!!

Black and White

This is for those of you who think that the world can not be just black and white. This is for all those areas inbetween. What could we do with shades of gray....
This is for a friend. I know you'll appreciate it.....

I need a drink

Monday. That is all I have to say. The weekend was not long enough. This just popped in my head. Enjoy.

Drunk With My Love

Drink our wine from me,
Wet your lips with mine.
Drink our wine from me,
As it runs down my spine.

Feast on our bodies of sweet and sweat,
Let go of your drunken heart.
Let your emotions go and decide,
That there is nowhere in this world you’ll rather be than here by my side.

Let your mind engrave the sweetness of it,
Let your body feel it all.
Keep it in your heart and never forget,
Of time that we had it all.

Then think about it,
You’ll try to remember,
How it felt to be drunk of me.

You’ll try to taste my sweet lips again,
And you’ll wonder where I’ve been.

Think of our story, of wine and love,
Of the world that could only be ours.

You’ll try to remember with her by your side,
Of the moments of passion,
Of the sweet and the sweat,
When you were drunk with my love.

Who I can be to many people...

My name IS Dariela and people call me Dary. It all started in fifth grade when there was (for reasons still unknown to me) another Dariela in my class. The teacher decided that she was Dari and I was DARY. So instead of calling me Dari for short they called me Dary as a nickname.
Years later I've discovered that most people can not pronounce my real name anyway. I've been called...let's see...Darla, Darlne, Donna, Danielle, Darcy, Dottie, Deary, Dotty, Dots, Dairy, Darly, Darielle, Dariels (that one I don't mind, because my friend Alejandro started it, now we call him Alexei), and last but not least Daria. Which later, I actually liked.
Most people like Daria. I guess I can identify with her, except I am not that cynical but my sarcasm has evolved ever since started living with George.
So Daria had been on for some time but there are still tons of info about the show and about her. Anyway, I really don't have a sidekick like Jane (which I actually like too, I can also identify with her..she's funnier though) but then again, no one I know is quite like that character. So there you have it. Me and my many names, and the name that actually means something out there.

I've Always Been Into Vampires

"I have crossed oceans of time to find you"

So I've always been into Vampires. I really do not know why. Some may think it's kind of cool to fantacize about living forever and being beautiful for all time. Others may believe it is a sin to wish to have the power to pass through ages and sacrifice the human life.
I am not sure what exactly to believe. To me, living forever wouldn't be that bad. You would have lifetimes to see all that there is in this world to see. The only thing I am not really sure of is the spiritual side of it. What exactly is it that gets lost when you are reborn? Can you still love like a human, or does it make it even more intense because you are not human anymore? When you die, and your body remains and the blood keeps you alive, can you remember who you where before?
At any rate, there has been many versions of vampirism through out the years. Some of my favorite movies, books, etc. have been about vampires. Ask anyone who really knows me and they can tell you that my favorite movie of all time is Bram Stoker's Dracula. It is not so much the vampirism but the idea that Dracula's love was so strong that he couldn't take Mina's life away. I guess I am more into the romantic and sansational aspect of the vampire world than anything else. I don't know what it is about that movie that draws me in. It's as if I was right there next to them every time I watch it.
Interview with the Vampire comes very close to second on my list. Of course, Louie is a big reason why but not just because of the way they made him look. Again, it that thing about the character's soul that attracted me so much. I suppose I saw something of me in him. I have a hard time letting go of the past as well. Anyway, it was a very good adaptation on the book. You can look into it on the author's page.
I remember some of my favorite shows where Forever Knight (and apperarently I am not the only one.) and Kindred: The Embraced. Kindred was interesting because of how they divided the clans of vampires and explained the history between them and how they would interact with eachother in the present day.

Now that the concept of the Vampire has actually evolved with the times, we have movies like Underworld and Blade that really incorporate technology with ancient Vampire clans that have been out there for thousands fo years. It really doesn't matter, it can be modern or a more traditional Vampire concept. I like Many Things Vampire.

Take My Hand

Take my hand,
Feel the bones,
They would be easier to break.
Feel my heart,
Know how the beat slows down.
Cut my tongue,
So that I can not tell you of how I love you.
Break my arms,
Because they long to hold you.
Or lie to me,
And say that you still love me.

Hear Me

Hear me,
I’ve been searching for you for some time.
Take me,
For what I am and what I can be with you.
Want me,
Because I have not learned to want myself
Fill me,
With absolute certainty that I am worth your love.
Save me,
I have not learned to hold on.
Need me,
Because I can make you a better person.
See me,
I can be a lost soul at times.
Hate me,
Because I will strike down with anger even when I love you.
But love me,
Because I am good and bad and my body and soul are ultimately yours.
Try me,
Because even when I am complicated I know I can make you happy.

Writings I admire...

There are really not many people I truly admire. Seriously, no offense but my admiring list is a pretty short list. I admire the person who is creative, determined, honest, driven, talented, in tune with emotion, has a strong character, and can be expressive. There are ranges of qualities in the people that have in one way or another influenced my life.
There are just some people that leave a print behind. So I went around and looked at lives in my life and I found the person I could try to be complete with, and yes...that is my husband.
Here is a story from a writer that I admire. This is a sad story that captured me seven years ago. Every time I read it, it causes the same emotion. This is a strong piece of work. I hope one day I can write as fearless as him. In the meantime....here is one of his works.

Enjoy.
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A Sometimes Beautiful Thing
by Alex L. Mauldin

I've always loved you.
Always.
Even when I was youngest, I can remember wanting to play with you. But you didn't live near me, so we couldn't. I didn't know where you lived, but I knew that if you could, you'd play with me. We'd play catch, or hide and seek, or whatever it was you wanted to play. I wanted to play your games. I wanted you to teach me how to play with you.
So I played by myself. But you were there with me. I pretended that you were with me. I never wanted to play with the other kids on my block. I had you.
Mom always told me to go outside and play with the boys next-door. She couldn't understand why I didn't want to play in Little League or join the Boy Scouts. She did not understand that I was with you. I didn't need anyone else.
I wouldn't call it love at that point, though. I did not know what love was. I just wanted to be with you very badly. I didn't have a name for that feeling.
Later when the other boys at school started to pay more attention to girls, I didn't feel so bad. They were beginning to understand what I'd been feeling for years. They needed a woman. And the girls needed a man. They started to match up and some of them are still together today. Love is so beautiful when it lasts.
I say I didn't feel bad, but that was only at the beginning. Later they would ask me if I had a girl. I'd say yes, and of course they would want to know who. I couldn't tell them. I had to make up some story about meeting you when I was at my grandparents' place for summer vacation. A long-distance thing. Some of the guys thought that was cool. Others called me a liar. I tried not to care. I tried not to worry.
At night I would lie in bed and think about you. I wondered what you had done that day. Did you like your school? What was your best subject? I always pretended that you'd be good at English. I pictured you writing me long letters about how much you loved me. You'd sign them with hugs and kisses.
I wonder sometimes if waiting was hard for you. I wondered if maybe you had a boyfriend. I knew you wouldn't be serious about him. You'd leave him the moment we could be together. I'd get a little jealous thinking about it, though. I wanted to be the first to touch you if I could. The first to kiss you and hold your hand. You would be my first. I didn't want anyone else.
During college I noticed that there were fewer and fewer people still by themselves. Everyone was pairing up. Some of the girls in my classes were wearing engagement rings. They were proud of their rings and would show them to everyone around them. One day I went to a jewelry store at the mall and looked at rings. I picked out a nice one for you. It was gold, with a small diamond in a silver setting. I didn't know what your ring size was, so I bought one that fit my smallest finger. I figured we could get it fixed later. I carried that ring with me all the time. I wanted to be able to give it to you as soon as we were together.
After that day I thought about your hands a lot. I pictured myself holding them and looking at the tiny wrinkles in the palms. I tried to imagine how small your hands might be. How fragile they might be. In my dreams you would touch my face with your tiny fingers. The fingertips would touch my lips and I would kiss them.
I worked hard in college. I studied constantly because I wanted to get a good job when I graduated. I didn't want our lives to suffer because I couldn't provide for us. After college I got a well-paying job with an insurance company. After saving for two years I put a down payment on a house. A nice two-bedroom house. It had a large kitchen and a great bedroom for the two of us. I just knew you would love it. When I moved into the house, I tried not to buy too much furniture. I didn't want to pick anything you wouldn't like later. Just the basics.
Sometimes I would sit on the threshold of the front door. I would stare down the street and watch every car that passed by. One day you might be in one of those cars. I wanted that to happen so much.
The bed was too big for just one person. I couldn't make myself stretch out or sleep in the middle. I stayed on my side and pretended that you were with me. Some nights I could almost hear you breathing. I would roll on my side and want to say your name, but I didn't know what it was. I would just call you "Love."
"Love?"
You would smile at me.
"Are you happy with me? Are you glad you waited for me?"
You wouldn't answer. You'd just reach over and touch my lips and feel my face. I could feel your hands on my face. You could feel my tears.
"I love you so much."
The years went by. I tried to imagine what you were doing. I knew you were out there. I knew the person who's meant for me must be out there somewhere. It would just be a matter of waiting. I knew I could wait forever for you if I had to. I loved you.
When my Mom died I was left to handle all the arrangements myself. It had just been her and I, and we'd grown apart over the last twenty some-odd years. One Christmas she asked me when I was going to bring home a girl. I couldn't say anything to answer that. I couldn't even look her in the eyes the rest of the night. I wanted badly for you to meet her. She would be so proud of me. So proud that her son had such a wonderful woman. It would be perfect.
But as I watched her being lowered into the grave, I didn't have anyone standing with me. I didn't have anyone to show my Mom. I was alone.
That night I cried. I cried because I didn't have you with me to hold me and tell me everything was alright. I didn't have a hand to hold or lips to kiss. Nothing. I'd never had that and perhaps never would.
Each morning I looked at myself in the mirror. The wrinkles around my eyes were getting deeper. My hair had thinned and receded. I hoped you would love me. I hoped you could still look at my face and smile.
"I want to see you smile."
I can't. Everything in me hurts.
"If you don't smile for me I'm going to have to turn off the TV and turn out the lights," the nurse warns. I hate her. She is always trying to make me do silly things like smile or laugh. She has never felt pain in her life.
Leave me alone.
"Ok, there goes the TV. Goodnight, sir." She turns off the lights and shuts the door behind her. My small bedroom disappears into the dark. I can hear her footsteps as she walks down the hall. The footsteps fade, and then all I can hear is the distant echo of my heart. A tear slowly finds its way to my pillowcase and dies. My world becomes quiet.
I'm alone.
It's dark and I'm alone.
Why didn't you ever come, Love?
I waited for you.
I waited for you.
Copyright © 1997 Alex L. Mauldin

Love Music

Not sure what to write at the time. I've been kinda stressing you know? There was something cool that happened during the weekend though. I went to Austin and messed around with the Bose p.a. system and it was the coolest thing. You can go to Bose, or just take a look at it.

I had never heard a sound like this one before. It was amazing. I hadn't heard my ipod sound this good on anything. You know some people criticize Bose because they do not produce "natural" sound...which they don't put that is the beauty of it!! Why would I want to pay more for the "natural" quality of sound when I can get the same results and at a more practical size?I'm telling you that technology was truly amazing. I sang like two songs and fell in love with the machine. I hope I am getting it for sure.


On other notes, I suppose I could do a list of movies I own and songs I have at my disposal. I love carrying my little ipod around, it has become one of my favorite things to have. I listen to music almost anywhere (except while I am in class). Maybe tomorrow. We'll see...

What Could Have Been

It is amazing to realize now how much my mind really wonders. I keep my characters in my head most of the time. At the time they scream to come out and the pen hits the paper is as if they are actually creating themselves. The scenerios in stories are not necessarly real. Some parts of the surroudings might be taken from some experiences and some by the fragments of pure imagination.
This is what is so great about letting a character live in your mind. The possibilities are endless.
Don't read into it, what my life is or is not...it is ultimately my belief. I may have many lives. Writing is a great way to recreate yourself all the time.

Here is a story of the idea of love, the memory of passion between two strangers to eachother that never really gave eachother a chance to really know one another. Two people so right for each other in a world so incredibly wrong about love and the salvation of one of them. This stories are about faded memories that could and could have not happened. This is a whole different world.



I woke up late last night dreaming of what could have been…

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You laid there next to me watching and caressing me while I stared at the ceiling.

I wonder if this is how it looks from up there. I’ve never been in a plane before. I wonder if the grains of Monterrey attached above could represent people. Is this how it all looks to me now? This moment.

I guess they do. Everyone seemed so insignificant in my life while I was there with you.
Yet I never got the opportunity to see the world from up there on our way somewhere nice; away from everything. It’s always been one perspective with us hasn’t it? Only one way of experiencing things.

My head felt light, wine, Lucy, screams, my body moving. We held each other, I could hear your heartbeat close to mine. I felt as though we danced. I remember how I was trying to memorize your scent, touch, even when you looked mad. The room and everything in it.

You got up to get me some water; big plastic glass. I remember wondering if we would ever own our own place. Maybe you would let me pick up after you. Your naked body moved slowly close to me again, I wondered if I could pick out some of your clothes and how I was going to place them on your side of the closet.

The phone rings.

It’s your friend from work. I have to be quiet. I look around and nothing in the room is mine, not even you. I don’t belong. I have to go back to the real world. I take my jacket, it’s cold outside. It was so warm in here with you, it’s a shame I always have to leave.

It’s always been one perspective with us hasn’t it?
Only one way of experiencing things.

I wake.

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My husband calls for breakfast. He says we got the house. I think of clothes, and closets to hang our lives in.

The water runs down; the warmth washes me down. It’s time to start the day. I know at night the dreams will come again.
Maybe they’ll show me again what could have been, and then I’ll think of you.

Choose To Be

Scream*lose it*take that job*paint the room* throw yourself*love your family* climb* buy it* take the trip* paint your soul* shut down* make your dreams* listen* make it* take a cut* sing it out* be nice* follow your heart* play* take it* take a walk* play the song* get even* have peace of mind* manage* tare it up* take a ride* play the movie* do the right tings* love your job* make your dreams* laugh* paste it* take the picture* burn your sadness* fear your doubts* kiss* shove it* take it all in* burn the pictures* doubt your fears* hate your tears* climb* love it* take a break* sing a prayer* shut off* realize your potential* write* burn it* take a bus* talk to strangers* make the difference* know yourself* read* hide it* take flight* talk to your mother* take the problems* wake up* love your body* talk* seek it* take the road* be brilliant* be happy* meditate* dry it* take the world* embrace your opportunities* have the moment* love your life* breathe* ride it* take advice* invite it* kill your bad habits* let your sadness die* jump* squeeze it* take a number* look it up* live it all* love* miss it* take the pain* bite it hard* fuck* try it* take the joke* smell the flowers* drink* bend it* take the choice* create your universe* envy* take the hearteche* be compassionate* solve it* dream it up* let it be* draw it out* pick your space* fall in place* have it* do it right* die* will it* live it.

You are not alone, get up...the rest of the world is out there. Choose to Be.

On Constantine

I bought Constantine the movie last week and I have to say it has become on of my favorite movies now. I have always believed there are spirits all around us that can communicate with us if we want to.

Most of the time I figured if I could have contact with these entities it wouldn’t be a good thing necessarily. I guess that is why I love the idea of Constantine, he has a gift to see three worlds, hell heaven, and earth. I have been told that ,”My dream is to have the Devil know my name.” Can you imagine the power in this? God knows it all and knows everyone but the Devil, the Devil will know you because he fears you. If you are insignificant and you are not a threat he would not bother with you. If you work for God, you have the power to fight evil and win (that's if you have a gift of course, you can't be stupid and start evoking spirits and then get your ass kicked by them...no that wouldn't be smart).

Constantine (the movie) was inspired by the Hell Blazer Vertigo Comic Book. There are a number of sites that will help you learn more about this character. There have even been rumors for the making of Constantine’s sequel. You may read more if you are interested in Constantine..or just go Straight To Hell.

Me? I’ll be waiting for the sequel….

My Song

Criminal

I've been a bad bad girl
I've been careless with a delicate man
And it's a sad sad world When a girl will break a boy
Just because she can
Don't you tell me to deny it I've done wrong and I want to Suffer for my sins
I've come to you 'cause I need Guidance to be true
And I just don't know where I can begin

What I need is a good defense
'Cause I'm feelin' like a criminal
And I need to be redeemed
To the one I've sinned against
Because he's all I ever knew of love

Heaven help me for the way I am
Save me from these evil deeds
Before I get them done
I know tomorrow brings the consequence
At hand But I keep livin' this day lik
e The next will never come

Oh help me but don't tell me
To deny it I've got to cleanse myself
Of all these lies till I'm good
Enough for him I've got a lot to lose and I'm Bettin' high
So I'm beggin' you before it ends
Just tell me where to begin

What I need is a good defense
'Cause I'm feelin' like a criminal
And I need to be redeemed
To the one I've sinned against
Because he's all I ever knew of love
Let me know the way
Before there's hell to pay
Give me room to lay the law and let me go
I've got to make a play To make my lover stay
So what would an angel say
The devil wants to know

What I need is a good defense
'Cause I'm feelin' like a criminal
And I need to be redeemed To the one I've sinned against
Because he's all I ever knew of love
What I need is a good defense
'Cause I'm feelin' like a criminal
And I need to be redeemed To the one I've sinned against
Because he's all I ever knew of love

Sing It!!

After the whole American Idol craze, many of us wait with anticipation for Simon, Paula, and Randy to come to Austin, Texas for auditions. I will be considering going to audition if only to say “been there, done that,” well and to see Simon up close to see how mean he really is and what is just pure logic coming from him. Hey some people love him and and some hate him but personally I have to admitt that most fo the time, he is the only one that gets it right.
I believe I will have my turn to stand before the man and try as hard as I can to be loud enough but not out of tune.
We'll see. In the mean time we can all wait for next season to have our idols and our not so idols to have a good laugh.

Talent searches have spread across America and the latin community was not left behind.

There was Nuevas Voces de America produced by Emilio Estefan. They also had their technical problems. The finalist from Texas, Gerardo A. Lopez...yep that's my brother.