Feet Up? No. Definitely not.

HANDS DOWN. Do you remember the first one? The very first. One.

...Probably not. Anyways, I typed out this BIG OL' thing on youtube, so I guess I'll just get some copy and paste action goin on. There's a story. Yes, a story behind this here video.

FIRST OF ALL, let me explain to you the Roslyn and Nora story. It was fate, when Roslyn and Nora both received letters inviting them to a convention in Washington D.C., known as Jr. NYLC (Junior National Young Leader's Conference). On the fifth of the six days, the large group slept over at a science museum. Nora's life changed forever after she made the decision to camp out with the Las Vegas girl, Roslyn, instead of Lauren Drysdale. Roslyn and Nora's first words were, "Umm...the pepsi isn't...carbonated." ? Anyways, when the last day of the convention came around, all of the kids gathered at their gates in the airport to head on home. Roslyn and Nora wanted so badly to keep in touch, but they had forgotten to exchange numbers! Roslyn called out to Nora and began to send hand signals. "WRITE. MY. NUMBER." Pen, point to self, criss cross fingers. Nora gave her the "ok" sign, which you know...when you connect the index and thumb? So! Roslyn signaled the number with her fingers and Nora wrote it down. After the convention, they talked more and more, and then Roslyn made the decision to visit Nora. The girls had fallen into love! An unconditional love, and not a sexual type of thing, but best friends. Yes, best friends! Roslyn and Nora have impacted each others lives in such ways, I can't even begin to describe. Every three months they would either drive or fly to visit each other. Sometimes even surprise each other. However, for the past 11 months, Roslyn and Nora had hardly even talked. Why? I don't know. But that quickly changed, when Roslyn left a simple comment saying, "Fly me up to see you!" Half joking. But Nora did. She flew her right up! And she stayed for a whole week. Just left yesterday! In 2006, the girls made a music video that changed everyones lives forever. (Well...not really. Whatever.) But! It was such a big hit that why not do it again? HEREEEESSSSS THE HANDS DOWN VERSION 2! "Older and bolder". There is a kissing scene. But it's for sake of the song and nothing moreeeeE! And after doing so, we weren't all like "hmm okay lets make out now since we're...already..." okay yeah whatever.



And also, watch Brooklyn's video response. Actually watch all of her videos. They're super fantastic!

The Brooklyn-Tequila Reaction.

So, I made a video prior to Roslyn's arrival. It was a countdown. Then I realized how retarded it was because it was me waiting around for her and talking about like, weird stuff, like you know, like such as.



And soo, it's so much better when Roslyn is here. On camera. With me! After a very long time period of long time, Brooklyn announced she created her first video blog. Anxious to see it, Roslyn and I hopped onto the glorious computer and chuckled at Brooklyn's delicate style of THAT. :/ Ummmmmmmmm 'kay.

ANYWAYS, we decided "Hey! We should-" Yes, we said hey. "-Make a video response for Brooklyn's video!" After deciding this, Roslyn became very determined to reveal the winner of Tila Tequila's heart in the final episode. Kristy vs Bo, you know. The video we made quickly altered from being a video response to Brooklyn to....well, a video response to Tila Tequila. We later found our video had been linked on Kristy's AKSHOL myspace. And on another website...for her. So! This is the Brooklyn-Tequila Reaction. Sorry about looking so beautiful. We just look so gorgeous, right now. :|

That's Amore!

Is it against the rules to post two blogs in one day? I'm just doing a recap. You know, recapping. Putting the cap...on the...alright. A very insane thing happened to me recently, and it boggled my mind! Boggled! IT!

As the story goes:

I was logged into msn, commenting back on myspace, checking hotmail for my mother's annoying e-mails, feeding my hamster, whatever. Doing the "I just got back from doing something so I need to check on everything" deal. Anyways, I'm chatting to Marybeth online, catching up with her, when I hear gravel churning and brakes squeaking. I weasel on over to my open window, and what I see confused the bajeezies out of my fourteen year old head! Black cars. Everywhere! Like, five! ("Brb Marybeth! Black things!") And a small group of people coming together as they exit their cars. All dressed in black, head to toe, women and men alike. I was puzzled. Did somebody call my dad out on the drugs hidden in the walls?* Is Angie actually engaged in the clan I thought she was from the start? Did my brother hire these people to take me away? The doorbell rings as I'm imagining the possibilities. I force my feet to the door, sliding sliding shuffle and stop. Black shadows, people moving, mumbling. I am so scared, why would I ever open the door? I'm not opening the door! I open the door. I watch the floor as I pull the metal handle toward me. And what am I presented with? Oh! Just a flock of French people looking for a funeral. A man advances towards me, the leader, with a lovely mustache I can't quite describe, and a head of fluffy hair. "Hav wee com tu urlee fo ze fooneral?" I stare. Stare stare stare, because this is everything I've ever wanted to happen to me in my whole entire life. "Oh, um...there's..." A woman's voice says, "Ai think wee hav ze wron hous." I stare. "BOK TU ZE KAHR!" The man shouts, and everybody backs away from my door, quickly enter their cars, and drive away, leaving me staring into the dust. After what seems like hours, I run back up to my room and give Marybeth and Alaska Girl a brief summary of what I just encountered. And, a video. For you! :)




*that was a joke.

Music Music Music!

So I went digging. Yes, I dug. I found an old trumpet in the attic, my dusty electronic drum set in the guest room closet, The Clintons-signed guitar in the cabin across the street, my brothers old electric Dean and amp in the living room, some chimes over yonder, and Rock Band drumsticks in the garage. I ran around collecting these instruments, because my ipod was dead and internet was down, and I needed music. You know, I needed to breathe. So! I set everything up in my room. And I tried playing them all. Not at the same time though, because that would be...HA HA IMPOSSIBLE HAHAHA okay I tried that too. Didn't work! I don't have any musical abilities; I used to be able to play the trumpet, but just a few notes and I thought I was the coolest person ever. But whatever! Anyways, I am so so very bored in Montana at times. So here is a video, yes a video, of me trying to play the instruments while talking on the phone to some girl in Alaska.