Jenn's Reverie

What's up, my peeps? It's 1 a.m. on a Friday night/Saturday morning and I thought I'd share kickass music with you. If you don't like any of it, keep it to yourself, pecker wad.

"Maps" by Rogue Wave - This a Yeah Yeah Yeahs cover and it's fanfuckingtastically pretty.

"Technologie" by Wax Poetic - Yes, it's spelled Technologie. I'm normally too busy day dreaming to pay attention to lyrics, but these ones speak volumes.

"Wasting My Time" by Boomkat - How the hell did I forget about this song for so long? You know why? Because fucking iTunes lost is somehow! Epic FAIL. Holy crap I love this song all over again.

"Inside My Love" by Minnie Ripperton - I'm pretty sure Mariah Carey would be like "oh, no she din't. Oh yes, she did! Long before you existed. And with soul, baby.

"2wicky" "Inhaler" and "Eden" by Hooverponic - Love, love and love.

"Big Log" by Robert Plant - I know, I know. Way to change it up all outta nowhere. If you know me and my eccentric taste in music, then this shouldn't be surprising. If you don't, surprise!

"Deep Blue You" by 8mm - It's their new track and it's fire, bitches! They don't cease to blow me away.

"Mad World" (cover) by Adam Lambert - I don't watch American Idol, but damnit, this cover is fucking sweet.

"KyMani Marie" by Anita's Music - Thanks to DezLove for turning me on this one. Your everyday source for top notch hip hop! ;)

"Already Gone" by Kelly Clarkson - BUT, the live/acoustic performance she did on Letterman. Love.


Alright, let's really switch it up... Wooh! Just might blow yer head off!


The entire "Legendary Country Singers" album by George Jones - Seriously. I love this album and it gets a lot of regular play. Could be the mood, but it's still the good stuff.

"Nobody In His Right Mind Would Have Left Her" by George Strait - He wasn't in his right mind, now, was he?

"You Win, I Win, We Lose" by Kenny Chesney - So true. (I still win. S.r.s.l.y.)

"Holes in the Floor of Heaven" by Steve Wariner - I got nothing. Just listen.

"After the Fire is Gone" "As Soon As I Hang Up the Phone" and "She's Got You" by Loretta Lynn - After The Fire Is Gone = cheaters! But she makes it sound okay, but it's NOT. Damnations.

"When I Call Your Name" by Vince Gill w/Patty Lovelace - I think it jerks a tear everytime I hear it. What a candy ass, huh?

"Only You (Can Break My Heart)" and "Together Again" by Buck Owens - Wanna slow dance all close 'n stuff? In all our shitkicking glory?

"For My Broken Heart" by Reba McEntire - We've all been there. Or here. We can relate, right? RIGHT?!

"The Great Divide" by Tim McGraw - He sings that sad song about don't take the girl, too. Good stuff from this farmer.

"A Chance" by Kenny Chesney - I seriously heart this song.

"Your Cheatin' Heart" "You Win Again" and "I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry" by Hank Williams - More close slow dancin'? This time with a flask full of Whiskey?



Alright, that's about enough of that. I don't even own cowgirl boots! Or chew. Weak sauce.

Stay tuned (probably in another year) for a post with them killer oldies or rockabilly moods! The rockstar, hardcore, punk (I do, too know these genres!) in me will be back someday... Today, is not that day. Trip-hop, country, rockabilly and oldies. FANTASTIC! Oh and singer/songwriter. And folk. And Americana. And reggae. And... Yeah, rock 'n motherfuckin' roll. It didn't leave. It's just chillin' and waiting for the right time to make an appearance. I'm just chillin' lately is all! Okay, I'm tired. Night.

P.S. It is now 2 a.m. This took me a freakin' hour! You best go listen to at lease one song on this bad boy!

DO IT! Now! And then follow me @jennsreverie

Last year the Rio Rancho Toy Run had a turnout of roughly 5,000 bikes. That means the people are near double that because you have all the girlies on the back. I was excited to go for my first time this year. We all met up at my boyfriends brothers house in Rio Rancho where they had made breakfast for everyone that showed up. There was a good turn out there at his house. There were as many crotch rockets as there were cruisers. I was so excited because my brother went with us, too. His Chopper is still getting worked on (it's gorgeous!!) but he had his crotch so he took that. He worried that he'd be the only crotch there, but I assured him that it's not at all like that.

So, anyhow, we all leave together to the Run and there are already what seems like thousands of people there. We park, we walk to where you donate the toys and/or food you've taken and then you just hangout and wait for the ride through the city to the vendors and beer. We walk through each isle checking out the bikes and saying hi to acquaintances. Finally everyone starts getting on their bikes and it's time for the ride. It's police escorted and any street we ride down is blocked off. There are people pulled over waving and smiling with their cameras in hand. The news is at all different corners of the streets. It's awesome to see the excitement to see the kids reaction when you wave back at their excited little faces. The ride itself is absolutely gorgeous. As you're going up one hill, you look back and see all the bikes behind you. It seems to be never ending. As you get over the hill and look ahead, the never ending line is also in front of you. The mountains are off to the East, the desert surrounds you, and that day the weather was perfect.

So we're driving, the guys are messing around being big dorks and then someone says something happened. We look back and realize that all of our friends have pulled over. So we turn around in anxiousness and haul ass over there to see what's happened. Thank God everyone was okay and one of those dummies RAN OUT OF GAS! Because I mean, who would put gas in their motorcycle when their going to a city outside of theirs and then on a bike run? So we are all pulled over and they're getting gas out of one of the other bikes. As they're doing that I start to record those passing by with my NEW $180 Nikon digital camera. The other girls walk up behind me and we're just waving at people and I'm recording. I eventually turn to our group (about 20 or so bikes) of people and say sarcastically "Oh, and us? Us? We ran out of gas!" So everyone starts laughing and waving at the camera as I'm taking steps back to fit them all in... And I KNOW that the last bike was my brothers but all of a sudden I'm flying a good two-feet in the air, full back somersault over the front wheel of a bike onto desert. Desert has stickers. And dirt. And then my ass implanted in it. While all these badasses on bikes watched and laughed their asses off. And those that saw ran to tell the others. Was I embarrassed? I mean, why would I be? I'm all badass on the back of a Chopper with a group of badasses on killer bikes while thousands of people drive by on theirs and watch me flip over like a freaking jackass. My arm was in serious pain for a couple of days, the tattoo hid most of the brusies, I got most of the stickers out, and I broke my camera the first real time I took it out to use it. And yes, it's all on video. Only you can't see me fall, you only see the camera throw a killer somersault. Luckily, my boyfriend didn't deny me and was still okay admitting I was his girlfriend. Because had it been him, I'd have told them some weird guy who fell in front of the world was bugging me. I can't wait for the next run. :/

I swear God has a sense of humor. I kid you not. And right now he's sitting up there laughing his ass off at me. I said the next guy I dated would love the kind of music I love. I said he wouldn't have a jealous bone in his body. I said he would love all the world like I do. And he'd love to dance and we'd dance forever on nights when we went out.

My boyfriend... Well, he thinks my musical taste is "weird" and "emo" and ")insert vulgar language here)." What's the one kind of music I liked but didn't really listen to? Country. Ask me. I dare you. Ask me what he listens to. COUNTRY. We both like the OG stuff like Hank Williams and Loretta Lynn and all those cool cats, and I don't even mind the Garth Brooks and George Strait and stuff, but that is ALL he listens to. At least for the most part. We can agree on oldies and at times main stream hiphop, but he just can not stand what I like. No Ryan Adams, no Yeah Yeah Yeahs, no Dredg, no oldschool, nada. AGH! I can listen to just about anything and find something to appreciate about it, but him, he can't. So country it is. I know the words to Troubador and then some! And I love Brooks and Dunn, I don't care WHAT you say, but God PLEASE help me! Seriously, I'm all twanged out right now. Oh, and he likes rock and it just so happens to be the kind I don't really care for. It's heavy and metal and old or something. I don't know, but I don't care for it. However, we both love rockabilly and spend our free time listening to local bands and watching all the greasers dance to it while we drink our PBR.

Oh, and is he jealous? IS HE JEALOUS? I mean, why wouldn't he be? Everybody in all the world wants me right?? WRONG! Tell him differently though. I dare you! God forbid if I glance at a boy because OH. MY. GOD. I'M IN LOVE WITH HIM.

Does he love all the world? NO. Does he hate all the world? No. But, he trusts no one. Does he dance? Of course not! Don't be silly.

We have NOTHING in common. Nothing. Other than we like tattoos. And we DO NOT like the same kind of tattoos. Mine are "hippy." And because of them and because of how I get along with everyone and the glass is half full, damnit, I've rightfully earned the name "Moonflower." It works.

He bought me a really nice pocket knife. A sweet Kershaw. The Scallion series. WHAT the fuck was he thinking? ;)

I love him. Peace, man.

But at least I get pedicures, right?

So yeah, when I started posting again I was saying how I loved the single life more than anyone in all the world could ever love the single life and well, I've now been seeing someone for the last almost five months. FIVE months. Exclusively. I guess that's not just "seeing" then is it? And he's everything I never wanted and then some! *heart flutter* It's been one hell of a ride though, lemme tell you. It's moved fast and the five months seems like 2 years, but it's all good because... Well just because. I forgot how freakin' hard relationships are. They're a bitch. I guess it just depends whether all that hard stuff is worth the good stuff. And in this case... I've wondered at times and was so unsure it has made me nuts, but as of the late, sticking around has seemed to pay off. And I know that there will be more hard times, I just hope that I'm not quick to bail out on them because had it not been for him stopping me from doing just that, it would have already been done, but I'm glad he didn't let me go because it's been good lately. Real good. God I'm lame!

You change your status in Facebook and it tells all the world.

Why is it that some people never let stuff go? And by stuff, I mean nothing. How could someone hold on to nothing? Especially if that nothing makes you so crazy! People amuse the living shit outta me.

So this weekend is the Fire and Ice bike run and I really wanna go. Problem is, the person I ride with is going on Friday and I can't go 'til Saturday. It's only about 45 minutes from here, but my car needs a new battery, which I've procrastinated on and unless I get someone to tune-up my car (plugs, wires, etc) and put in the new battery, I'm not taking the chance. But, damnit! I really wanna go.

I hadn't realized it'd been that long since I posted. I haven't been online in a cool minute. My brother recently had one of his kidney's removed as he was diagnosed with cancer last month. Anyhow, I took some time off for that and I'm not sure why because he ended up acting like a dick head and I didn't even get to see him while he was in the hospital. Although, I did watch his girls while he was in surgery. Oh, and he's doing okay before you ask. The doctors forgot to remove the jerk from him when they took out the kidney. I curse thee, doctor!

My iPod Nano 8 gig was stolen from me. Right from my room. In my house. Where I live. It was a Christmas gift and I've still no heart to tell the person whom gave it to me that it was stolen. It's been a few weeks. I had finally gotten over it, or so I thought and today it was on my mind again and saddened me. I bought a 30 gig that I decided wasn't going to fulfill my needs so I ended up going back and getting an 80 gig. I love, love, love it! But, for some reason, it's just not my Nano. At all. My Nano was my prized possession along with my Bose docking station and Mac lappy. My Bose docking station which somebody decided to use and either dropped or picked up wrong because I noticed a part of it is loose. Whomever stole it, karma is a motherbitch. And whomever touched my Bose, I will bite your fucking hands off if I find out.

Guess what? Douche snozzle sounds like douche nozzle!

I swear I'm never growing up.