Chely Wright - Shut Up And Drive
Posted by Rob at October 29th, 2007
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cnLH0YsmUnM
Shut up and drive
You don’t know what you’re talking about
He’s not the one
You ought to know that by now
You’ve got one of those hearts
That keeps changing your mind
Your heart has a way of making you stay
So shut up and drive
Don’t look in the mirror
He might have that look in his eyes
The one thats so strong
It strangles your will to survive
He’s mastered the art
Of looking sincere
His eyes have a way of making you stay
Don’t look in the mirror
I’m the voice you never listen to
And I had to break your heart to make you see
That he’s the one who will be missing you
And you’ll only miss the man
That you wanted him to be
Turn the radio on
To drown out the sound of goodbye
Blink back the tears
Show me you’ve still got your pride
Just get yourself lost
In a sad country song
Those guys that they play
Know just what to say
Turn the radio on.
I’m the voice you never listen to
And I had to break your heart to make you see
That he’s the one who will be missing you
And you’ll only miss the man
That you wanted him to be
Shut up and drive
Don’t look in the mirror
Turn the radio on
Get out of here
Shut up and drive
Shut up and drive
Shut up and drive
We were on a break!
Posted by Rob at October 22nd, 2007
Blast from the past
Posted by Rob at October 21st, 2007
Someone just reminded me about the song. What a blast from the past. I loved it when it was first released. Still love it.
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With Every Heartbeat
Posted by Rob at October 20th, 2007
With Every Heartbeat
Maybe we could make it all right
We could make it better sometime
Maybe we could make it happen baby
We could keep trying
but things will never change
So I don’t look back
Still I’m dying with every step I take
But I don’t look back
Just a little, little bit better
Good enough to waste some time
Tell me would it make you happy baby
We could keep trying
but things will never change
So I don’t look back
Still I’m dying with every step I take
But I don’t look back
We could keep trying
but things will never change
So I don’t look back
Still I’m dying with every step I take
But I don’t look back
And it hurts with every heartbeat
And it hurts with every heartbeat
And it hurts with every heartbeat
It hurts with every heartbeat
How long to wait until you start dating again?
Posted by Rob at October 19th, 2007
How long should you wait after a relationship breaking down should you wait before you start dating again?
Should you start even before the relationship has broken down? I don’t think you should but other people might think you should.
Saying one thing while your actions say another thing indicates that what you are saying is not always truthful. Making sacrifices would go a long way towards showing that what you are saying is what you actually feel.
Some people it should be between 1 and 3 months for every year that you’ve been in the relationship.
Your thoughts?
my Sex ID Profile…
Posted by Rob at October 11th, 2007
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Back at home…
Posted by Rob at September 29th, 2007
Well I’m back at home again. Hopefully we’ll be able to work it out when Geneva gets back from her weekend away.
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Posted by Rob at September 25th, 2007
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We had a huge argument about Geneva spending hours on the phone every night with a guy she met on YouTube. She told me that she was going to have a night out with some girls from work. I then found out that she was meeting this guy from YouTube and was putting his hotel room on her debit card.
She has still kept calling, texting and spending lots of time talking to him on facebook and MSN. She has been planning a trip to Aberdeen this weekend. Which I’m not allowed to know where she is staying or to call her. She had given me reason to believe that she was going to meet this guy from YouTube again this weekend.
Rob
why americans should never be allowed to travel
Posted by Rob at May 25th, 2007
why americans should never be allowed to travel
Why Americans Should Never Be Allowed To Travel
The following are actual stories provided by travel agents:
I had someone ask for an aisle seats so that his or her hair wouldn’t get messed up by being near the window.
A client called in inquiring about a package to Hawaii. After going over all the cost info, she asked, “Would it be cheaper to fly to California and then take the train to Hawaii?”
I got a call from a woman who wanted to go to Capetown. I started to explain the length of the flight and the passport information when she interrupted me with “I’m not trying to make you look stupid, but Capetown is in Massachusetts. “Without trying to make her look like the stupid one, I calmly explained, “Capecod is in Massachusetts, Capetown is in Africa.” Her response … click.
A man called, furious about a Florida package we did. I asked what was wrong with the vacation in Orlando. He said he was expecting an ocean-view room. I tried to explain that is not possible, since Orlando is in the middle of the state. He replied, “Don’t lie to me. I looked on the map and Florida is a very thin state.”
I got a call from a man who asked, “Is it possible to see England from Canada?” I said, “No.” He said “But they look so close on the map.”
Another man called and asked if he could rent a car in Dallas. When I pulled up the reservation, I noticed he had a 1-hour lay over in Dallas. When I asked him why he wanted to rent a car, he said, “I heard Dallas was a big airport, and I need a car to drive between the gates to save time.”
A nice lady just called. She needed to know how it was possible that her flight from Detroit left at 8:20am and got into Chicago at 8:33am. I tried to explain that Michigan was an hour ahead of llinois, but she could not understand the concept of time zones. Finally I told her the plane went very fast, and she bought that!
A woman called and asked, “Do airlines put your physical description on your bag so they know who’s luggage belongs to who?” I said, “No, why do you ask?” She replied, “Well, when I checked in with the airline, they put a tag on my luggage that said FAT, and I’m overweight, is there any connection?” After putting her on hold for a minute while I “looked into it” (I was actually laughing) I came back and explained the city code for Fresno is FAT, and that the airline was just putting a destination tag on her luggage.
I just got off the phone with a man who asked, “How do I know which plane to get on?” I asked him what exactly he meant, which he replied, “I was told my flight number is 823, but none of these darn planes have numbers on them.”
A woman called and said, “I need to fly to Pepsi-cola on one of those computer planes.” I asked if she meant to fly to Pensacola on a commuter plane. She said, “Yeah, whatever.”
A businessman called and had a question about the documents he needed in order to fly to China. After a lengthy discussion about passports, I reminded him he needed a visa. “Oh no I don’t, I’ve been to China many times and never had to have one of those.” I double checked and sure enough, his stay required a visa. When I told him this he said, “Look, I’ve been to China four times and every time they have accepted my American Express.”
A woman called to make reservations, “I want to go from Chicago to Hippopotamus, New York” The agent was at a loss for words. Finally, the agent: “Are you sure that’s the name of the town?” “Yes, what flights do you have?” replied the customer. After some searching, the agent came back with, “I’m sorry, ma’am, I’ve looked up every airport code in the country and can’t find a Hippopotamus anywhere.” The customer retorted, “Oh don’t be silly. Everyone knows where it is. Check your map!” The agent scoured a map of the state of New York and finally offered, “You don’t mean Buffalo, do you?” “That’s it! I knew it was a big animal!”

















