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Searching For Sugar Man

If you haven't done it yet, you NEED to go see this (skip the new Bond flick).  Gave me goosebumps, was the perfect length, and left me obsessed with his music. Awesome, awesome, awesome, awesome.

Fav tracks from Rodriguez:

Sugar Man

I Wonder

 

Can't Get Away

Seattle

Headed up to Seattle this last weekend with about 100 other MUSS members to catch the U vs. UW game on Saturday.  Here we are, getting prepped to leave Salt Lake at about 10 p.m.

Me and Meg, being optimistic about the 14 hour drive ahead of us, pre-neck pains.

We made a stop in the middle of nowhere a few hours later.  This is Derek, fulfilling his need to eat an Arby's beef and cheese sandwich at three in the morning.

After the sun came up and our "Le Bus" progressed further north, we enjoyed an absolutely gorgeous drive for the rest of the route.  Pretty, pretty, pretty.

So we got to Seattle (all 100 of us), and found out the the check in at our Comfort Inn wasn't until 4 p.m. Everyone was starving so we walked around and ate at the nearest restaurant we could find.  This place was already packed with other Ute fans, so we took that as a good sign.  This is Will, enjoying his peanut butter bacon burger.  "It was really good," he claims.

After the burger fest, we decided to take a little tour of our contender's campus.  Everything about it was gorgeous- the buildings, the grounds, their library, etc., with the exception of the people. After a few rounds on campus, a friend and I decided that the people in Utah are prettier.

Representing and looking not half bad.  Even after a hellish night on the bus.

See? Prettttty.

Lots of purple berry plants everywhere, adding a nice touch of school spirit to the campus 

(Husky colors = purple).  Was this planned, or was it not?  We'll never know.

Dinner downtown.  I'm usually not one for soda, but their home made root beer was delish.  There's a reason why mother says not to drink a soda before dinner. I could barely eat that seafood mac.

Up and at 'em the next morning at Pike Place Market. It was pretty chilly, but I found a guy who sold me some gloves made from alpaca, so things took a turn for the better. Also, I thought the two in the middle (blonde boy and girl in green) were dating for a good half of the trip.  They're siblings. It's fine.

Of all the times I've visited Seattle, I was oblivious to this wall's existence.  Just behind the market, sits this little alley just plastered in gum.  Really disgusting if you think about it, but entertaining no doubt.

My favorite part of the trip was likely our lunch at Ivars.  I haven't laughed so hard in such a long time.  Watching everyone feed the birds kept us all entertained for a good two hours. 

Another GREAT highlight of the trip was meeting up with Grandma Japanese, Uncle Harry, and Kaiden for lunch on the water. Maybe that's why I love Seattle so much.  It's not just a beautiful place with fun things to do, but it's also a place that I associate family with.  We walked around for a bit and found a good spot for seafood. Was sad that I had to say goodbye after just a couple of hours, but it was getting late and the game was creeping up on me.

Fish and chips, fish and chips.  FISH. AND. CHIPS!!

Hanging out at the tailgate with my favorite- John Fackler!

Another best part of the trip- having soooo many (18)  SAB members come. Love them to pieces.

The tailgate was at Safeco, and the actual game was at the Seahawks' stadium. Fun right? We may have lost (34-15 boooo), but the going to support our team was an absolute blast. Go team. Go Utes.

My best friend is beautiful.

Photos courtesy of My Foster.

Song of the Week

Hold You In My Arms

Ray LaMontagne

On repeat for the last three days. Gorgeous.

Likely one of the only "fashion" posts you will ever see from me.

Don't worry, I'm not going to pose on blogosphere in my new stylin' outfit- but I will show you my new favorite (faaaavorite) boots that I couldn't pass up after a night out at Nordy's this week. Observe:

 

La.

La.

Love.

 

 

 

Song of the Day.

My little (6' 3" 110 lbs. sigggggggh so sad) brother and I went for a drive on Sunday to check out the progress on the new house.  Did I tell you my parents are moving? Well now you know.  It was gorgeous weather and as we cruised down the boulevard and made our way to NSL, I enjoyed a truly sublime view of the sunset over the Great Salt Lake.  He recently turned 16 so this was my first official ride in his new "whip". Naturally, he had his new stereo system all set up and popped in a random CD.  Seconds later I was more than pleasantly surprised to hear one of my favorite singles [ever] being played.  If there's any influence I've executed correctly as an older sister, this is it:

Falling

Ben Kweller

Wind is cold alright back in Dallas. 

The neon light from the building lets
you know you're home.
You'd go way back when if you wanted to be 

my friend or you'd call me. I'd
understand, it's true.

Wait there, I'll be right back. 

Down in Times Square it's a heart attack.
All the feeling makes you feel so new.
Trees fall and so do men. 

Even the walls start caving in and you feel like
there's no pretend for you.

We could talk if days weren't so fast,
and mistakes just leave it so unsure.
Wanna hold you like never before
'case we're falling and I love you more and more.

Do you feel like you're falling down?
I don't feel like I'm falling-falling-falling down.