SWEET CHRISTMAS JAMS’It doesn’t matter if it’s March, May or July…’

Even after the 12ish Days of Christmas and even when it's not SSP Christmas (aka Christmas in July), I hereby give you permission to listen to these sweet Christmas jams all year long.


And if anybody tries to give you a hard time for rockin' the holiday tunes in March, just crank up this last one, The Huntingtons' "It's Always Christmas at My House."



As (almost) always, here's a link to the song on Amazon MP3.

SWEET CHRISTMAS JAMS’I want to be evergreen. I want to live all year ’round.’

What? You thought I was done recommending sweet holiday jams now that Christmas Day has come and gone? Well, it's still Christmas, liturgically speaking, and I've got a couple more holiday favorites to share.


This one comes from my favorite band, Switchfoot, and it's a nice mellow song that's especially good for days when the #winterblues hit or when you just need to chill out after a hustle-bustle Christmas:



"Evergreen" has been one of my favorite holiday jams since I found it on "Happy Christmas" (Volume 1), but apparently it also appeared on "Happy Christmas Vol. 4," meaning it's downloadable from Amazon MP3.

SWEET CHRISTMAS JAMS’Christmas is Jesus Christ’s birthday. That is what it is all about in the mix.’

I feel like this one doesn't even need to be explained, so sit back and enjoy the late Chicago street singer Wesley Willis' "Merry Christmas," with Spanish subtitles to boot... because YouTube is weird like that:



And here's the Amazon link if you feel the need to add this sweet Christmas jam to your MP3 collection.


21:19 » I should note that Sam — i.e., someone with actual musical taste — first introduced me to this one. Therefore, it's totally legit.

SWEET CHRISTMAS JAMSIt’s lovely weather for a ‘Sleigh Ride’ — or two

In-N-Out
Happy Christmas from Posh Spice Monster Truck!


Now, "Sleigh Ride" wouldn't really be on my list of favorite holiday jams had it not been for two awesome covers of the song.


In fact, I'm still not a huge fan of the song itself, but these versions wormed their way into my heart with all the spoken-word stuff on the side.


So without further ado, here are my two favorite versions of "Sleigh Ride" with the quotes that make them my favorite:


TLC



"Wait Wait. I know what I want for Christmas: I want T-Boz to get me some headphone sets, and I want Left Eye to make me, uh, to make me a fly dress!" –Chilli


Spice Girls



Scary: You can do whatever you want at Christmas, as long as it's good.

Posh: Well, what I say this Christmas is just do what you want, but make sure you do it like a lady.

SWEET CHRISTMAS JAMSMerry #christmaswithmacy!

Macy Gray says 'Good niiiight!'


As many of you know, in the summer of 2008, I developed an odd affection for Macy Gray when I discovered that the raspy songstress who got "I Try" stuck in our heads back in '99 had also put up on her myspace an altogether different type of single, "Slap a Bitch."


I mean, let's be honest: Macy was 98 percent of the reason I started watching Dancing With The Stars this season. I tried to care about the other contestants, but after Macy was bumped during the first week, I had a hard time maintaining interest in the show.


Well, this summer whilst thrifting with Aldrich and Stacy, I discovered the aforementioned "Very Ally Christmas" in the CD bin at the Revivals thrift store on Palm Canyon. Much to my delight, I saw that the one, the only Macy Gray had recorded a Christmas tune for the Ally-bum.


That's right, kids. No longer does Macy just slap bitches, try to say goodbye and succeed in saying "Good niiiiiight!" She also says "Merry Chriiiiiistmas!" with her rendition of "Winter Wonderland." Take a listen:



If you want to download a copy of this holiday classic, you can do so over
on Amazon MP3 (and, as always, benefit Valley Wesley with a portion of the profits.)


Honorable mention


For all y'all out there who just can't get enough of Macy, she also recorded a cover of "Santa Baby" that's available on Amazon.

Two Three nights in a row!

One of my favorite lines from one of my favorite episodes of one of my favorite shows is this exchange from the second episode of Cougar Town:



After going out on the town for a wild and crazy Friday night but then finding herself too sore and exhausted to go out Saturday, a rather depressed Jules asks her BFF Ellie, "I'm never gonna have my 20s again, am I?"


"Of course you are," Ellie answers. "But just not two nights in a row."


That kind of sums up my attempts to have a social life in the midst of working early mornings during the week and the overnight shift on Saturdays.


But last week, while I was in Arizona for #ChrisAmandaWedding, I went out on Mill Avenue not just two but three nights in a row, and I lived to tell the tale.


car bombs
switch!
aw yeah


On Thursday night, Chris' bachelor party started out at a wine bar in north-ish Phoenix but eventually migrated to Mill Avenue, where we frequented Slices, the Tavern and Cue Club:


cue club


Then, after the rehearsal dinner on Friday night, I met up with some very special lady friends. We headed over to Cherry, a borderline-sketch dance club on Mill where we attempted to dance our asses off in honor of Justine, who moved back to Maryland on Sunday.


Sadly, the Friday night DJ kinda blew, so good danceable tracks were hard to come by. But we still had a good time:


ladies night!


By this point, I was marveling at how it felt like I was back in college again for the weekend. And this time around, I was able to hit up Mill Avenue without the worries of classes and work looming large just on the other side of University Drive.


And as if reliving my (early) 20s Courteney Cox-style two nights in a row wasn't enough, on Saturday night after the wedding and reception, there was talk of some of the wedding party and other attendees going out on the town. I got involved in the plans, which were quickly made for... yep, Mill Avenue.


So we all went our separate ways to freshen up and/or eat Filiberto's and then we descended down into the basement that is the Big Bang.


first stop: Big Bang


Alisa, one of the bridesmaids, and her friends were kinda wary of the place, saying that there's a piano bar they know of in Chicago that mostly just plays host to "trashy bachelorette parties." But Mike, the best man, vouched for the Big Bang since he had been there before, so we decided to give it a go.


No sooner had we walked in and paid the cover when we spied, of course, a bachelorette party... but at least it wasn't trashy. Oh wait. Just then, the pianists were just finishing up "Great Balls of Fire," and one of them got up and lit his balls on fire. Great.


Since a good portion of the crew was interested in shaking their groove thangs, we decided to pay a visit to Cherry and crossed our fingers, hoping that the suckage of the previous night's DJ would not be repeated. Luckily, there was a new DJ on the turntables MacBook, and the music didn't disappoint.


shake it


And thus, I shook free from the bonds of living in a cougar town and managed to go out in my old college town three nights in a row — and without any major hangovers. Granted, I didn't emerge completely unscathed. I do have some leftover jankiness in my knees that has persisted since I shook my groove thang perhaps a little too hard on the Cherry dance floor one (well, actually both) of those nights, but it's so worth it.

I finally got all my wedding week photos posted!

Check 'em out:


SWEET CHRISTMAS JAMSBest Christmas album of ALL TIME!

It seems like every singer and/or celeb out there has done a Christmas CD at some point. Hell, there's even an Ally McBeal holiday album, "A Very Ally Christmas." (More on that later. Hehe.)


But my all-time favorite Christmas album is probably your all-time least favorite one if you've ever been around me at Christmas time — in December or July.


Yes, friends, I'm talking about the chicken Christmas carols CD, aka "Happy Clucking Holidays" by Dirk Keysser. Basically, this album consists of 10 tracks, in which a grown man clucks like a chicken to the tune of a whole bunch of holiday favorites.


Perhaps needless to say, this cracks me up to no end, so I bust out the chickens for my holiday celebrations quite often... like when my SSP staff and I woke up our visiting boss, Rick, on Christmas (in July) morning in 2008 with the soulful sounds of "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas."


And now, the post you’ve all been waiting for…

...will be here tomorrow. I promise.


I know, I know. I haven't actually said anything about Chris and Amanda's wedding (i.e., my whole reason for going to Arizona last week) yet.


I'm getting there. I just have so much other stuff to write about too. As a great man once tweeted, "I just have so many important things to say and you guys don't even know. I am so cogent right now I'm Encyclopedia Brown status. Omgggggggg"


Plus, I'm also trying to buy some time as I upload photos from wedding week in fits and spurts.

SWEET CHRISTMAS JAMS’O Come, O Come,’ my favorite Christmas hymn

OK, true confession: I feel like most church hymns could use a swift kick in the tempo-pants. Seriously, nothing rankles my wrinkles more than sitting (or standing, as is often the case) in a sanctuary and plodding through a song about joy and celebration at a pace more appropriate for a funeral dirge.


I think that if we as the big-C Church really meant what we were singing, a lot of our hymns would start to resemble musical numbers from Glee.


But there is one hymn where I think the usual slow and solemn pace is completely justified — nay, required. That would be my all-time favorite Christmas hymn, "O Come, O Come, Emmanuel," which is UMH 211 for those of you who have a hymnal handy.


I'm not quite sure how it became my favorite. Maybe it's because the song really encapsulates the waiting and the preparation and the anticipation inherent in the Advent season. Maybe it's because the song is about the coming Christ and not about silent nights, bleak midwinters and other such things that fit our modern-day December observance of Christmas but probably don't have much to do with what I'm sure was a characteristically noisy birth that most likely took place in the springtime. Maybe it's the minor key (I think) and the appropriateness of the usual churchy pacing. (I mean, come on... Israel is mourning in lonely exile here, y'all.)


As you can imagine, I'm always glad when a church busts out "O Come, O Come, Emmanuel" during Advent and was pleasantly surprised when the United Methodist Church of Palm Springs did so back on the first Sunday of Advent. I also often belt out my own rendition on a daily basis during advent, taking advantage of the fact that there are seven verses listed in the United Methodist Hymnal, which makes for a nice weekly cycle.


But when it comes to modern-day covers of "Emmanuel," I'm really picky. There are very few versions that I like to listen to, and one of those stands out as my favorite — Christian band Third Day's cover, which I heard on the radio one year and then found on the Happy Christmas (Volume 1) CD that I picked up at Zia Records long, long ago.


I've always thought that Third Day did an excellent job of keeping the minor, mournful-yet-expectant feel of the hymn while, at the same time, ditching the organ in favor of electric guitars.


Take a listen:



(Sadly, it looks like neither the song nor the original Happy Christmas album are available on Amazon MP3.)

a musical note… on the magic of Shazam

Shazam!


So back last weekend (as opposed to this past weekend) when I was up at my dad's house, he was asking about all the wild and crazy things that my iPhone can do.


One of the apps I talked up was one that I had unfortunately shuffled back to a third or fourth or fifth page of apps on my phone. But ever since I extolled the virtues of Shazam to my dad, I've been using it a lot more.


Since then, I've engaged in a friendly Shazam war with Ashley at bingo a little over a week ago as we furiously tried to identify all the hip and obscure tracks playing at the Ace, and I also did a Shazam head-to-head of sorts with Sam tonight as we tried to figure out what the not-as-hip but equally obscure music playing at Chipotle was.


Also, after being reminded by Ashley of this obvious application for the app, I used Shazam quite a bit in the car while I was traveling to and from Arizona this past week. So Shazam is responsible for identifying many of the songs you've seen listed lately in the listening to sidebar here on Brian.Indrelunas.com.


And it was via Shazam that I learned that the "Wake up in the morning feelin' like P. Diddy" song and the oddly named "Tik Tok" by the equally oddly named Ke$ha that I kept seeing as a top iTunes download were, in fact, one and the same.


You know, I was thinking about all things Shazam on Friday, and it occurred to me that years ago I always thought it would be cool if we could somehow, someday move from just having the ability to search text to being able to search by pitch or melody. And although that's not how Shazam works (hence its inability to match up a live performance with a prerecorded track) we're getting pretty close.


Welcome to the future, y'all.


On another musical note: Unlike my last trip to Arizona, the Phoenix and Palm Springs stations seemed to be more on the same page this time around in terms of what's so hot right now — with one notable exception. Again, I didn't even once hear OneRepublic's "All the Right Moves" on any Arizona stations... but it came on the Coachella Valley's KRCK right as I was getting into town on my way back Monday night. It was a nice welcome-home anthem of sorts.

SWEET CHRISTMAS JAMSChristmas time is here!

I'm the Star of Christmas!


It's no secret that I have questionable taste in music, so I generally refrain from making music recommendations à la Sam or Ashley — i.e., people who can offer a more nuanced description of a song than "OMG Booty Luv makes me wanna shake my groove thang!"


However, when it comes to Christmas music, I consider myself enough of an expert to share my favorites with all y'all on the onlines.


I had the idea to post a few of my more obscure favorite Christmas tunes back about a month ago when EZ 103.1 (Tempe translation: KEZ 99.9) started playing nothing but Christmas music. But I'm clearly only getting around to it now, four days before Christmas, so expect the holiday jam recommendations to start coming all fast and furious like for the rest of the week.


Let the sweet jams begin...


First up is a song that I heard on my way out to and back from Arizona this weekend on one of the stations that kept me going in between the Palm Springs and Phoenix markets, the little Blythe translator station for The Effect.


This cover of "Christmas Time is Here," the song that you've undoubtedly heard on A Charlie Brown Christmas, is by a band I'd never heard of (Family Force 5) but the rendition was so peppy that I decided to add it to my holiday faves list.


Click below to listen to this Christmas jam, courtesy of whomever uploaded it to YouTube:



Then click here to buy the MP3 from Amazon.com and, if I coded the link correctly, to also support Valley Wesley in the process by telling Amazon to direct a portion of the profits toward the United Methodist campus ministry at ASU.


But wait! There's more!


While I was downloading that song myself, I stumbled across a potentially even better holiday classic from Family Force 5. Check out their Auto-Tunetastic version of "Carol of the Bells:"



Now, click here to download that wintry gem (and support Valley Wesley).

Are y’all ready for this?

If you keep track of me via Twitter or the Facebook, you probably know that I've been keeping pretty busy lately. Sadly, my Web site has been lagging behind a bit as I've been bouncing all around the Southwest for the past week or so.


But now, prepare yourselves for an onslaught of catching-up content over the next day or so that'll get you up to speed on what I've been doing since I put those new windshield wipers on my car.


worth a thousand words


First, you'll want to check out all the photos I took last weekend when I flew up to Northern California to visit my dad.


Also, here's a look at the Christmas lights on one of the most decked-out streets in Hollister:



And in case you missed my photos of the Palm Springs Walk of the Inns, which was the night before I took off for NorCal, here are the photos I took of all the fancy little hotels in my neighborhood.

desert driving adventures

So I'm taking my first-ever vacation day tomorrow and using the long weekend to visit my dad up in central California. I'm flying out of Ontario tonight — well, in theory. My flight is delayed by an hour right now, which is fine by me since I was about an hour late getting to the airport. Both delays can probably be at least partially blamed on the spotty rain that's moving through Southern California this weekend.


Now, my main problem is that I didn't leave for the airport excessively early, as I'd originally planned to do. But add to that all sorts of random auto maintenance, and I would've been a goner if my flight had left on time.


First of all, before I left Palm Springs, I decided it was finally time to check the air in my seemingly low tires. After I discovers that all four of them were not-just-seemingly low, I made a pit stop at the Tramway Shell station to bump up my tires by a few PSI. Even though I don't think I'd ever aired up car tires before, the whole thing was pretty easy to figure out and I completed my task quickly and easily.


If only that were also true of my next bit of maintenance — changing out my windshield wiper blades.


I had discovered that at least one of them was busted on Monday when I drove around in the rain, but for some reason I wasn't bright enough to switch them out on one of the three sunny days in between the last bit of rain we saw in the desert and this latest rainy-ish day.


I had my fingers crossed that I wouldn't hit any rain on my way to Ontario, but around Whitewater it started sprinkling, and by the time I reached Banning, there was some serious business rain going on. That's when I discovered that not just one but both of my wiper blades were pretty much useless. Not wanting to be a rolling traffic hazard, I got off the freeway at a Beaumont exit that miraculously had an auto parts store within a stone's throw of the 10.


After I pulled into the Kragen parking lot, I took a quick look at the page in my car's user manual that detailed how to switch out wiper blades and then went into the store, where I learned that wiper blades come in different sizes. Having no clue how long my current blades were, I went back out, searched in vain for the necessary specs in my user manual and then grabbed a rubbery piece that was about to fall off the old passenger blade.


Back inside the store, an employee asked me what I was looking for and then what size blade I needed.


My oh-so-intelligent reply? "I don't know. This size?" I said, holding up the strip of rubber.


That's when the employee started looking up my car and then went to grab, I believe, an 18" blade and a 20" one. That's when I learned that the passenger-side and driver-side blades are different lengths.


And as if that wasn't enough of a Flinn Scholar moment, you should've seen me out in the parking lot trying to get those old blades off my car. Because I had only skimmed the directions in the user manual, I spent a good long while pulling every which way except down (i.e., the right way) on one of the blades. After I reread the directions and realized my error, I also had some momentary problems figuring out how to get the new blade on.


But finally, after a long, epic and largely unneccessary battle, I had two new, functional wiper blades on my car. Of course, by that time it had quit raining in Beaumont, and it was dry sailing all the rest of the way into Ontario.


So after all that, I only used my new blades to wipe away the leftover rain as I set out and once or twice more to get rid of some mist kicked up by other cars on the few miles of still-wet freeway. But now I've got some new wiper blades and some newfound automotive shame, all of which will probably last for quite some time.

Play time!


snow angel


For those of you who don't know, I aspire to do seven things every day. I call them my seven ingredients for a fulfilling day or 7i for short.


Well, this past Monday was the best Play day I've had in a long time.


Up at the top of the tram, I threw snowballs, made snow angels, stomped around in the snow and just generally screamed with excitement along with the other members of the Monday Shenanigans Club who made the trek. (To see some photos of the trip, click here.)


Then, that night, I was beside myself with laughter quite a few times as we did some epic Christmas cookie baking and had our cookie creations in a few YouTube videos. If you haven't seen 'em yet, you should definitely check out Aldrich's explanation of his Ginger Jeffries cookie and Ginger's First Alert (Cookie) Forecast.


And then there's the piece de resistance, a Christmas cookie edition of Cheaters, starring a cookie Joey Greco and a whole crazy cast of cookie characters:


What a weekend!

Livin' in the clouds
Today's rainy scene as seen from my window


This weekend has been so fantastic!


Even though it's not technically one of my days off, I count my rather-wonderful Saturday as part of the awesome weekend on account of all the ridiculous banter and such at work.


Then, Sunday, I hosted an Amazing Race finale party/potluck that was pretty freakin' sweet and — just like at the Amazing Race watch party last week — we also ended up watching Cheaters and Cops afterward. (I also turned on a Lifetime movie during the waning minutes of the fiesta and ended up watching the whole thing, which I kind of regret — but only kind of.)


And today... Oh my. Here's a quick recap:



There are all sorts of photos and even videos from today, but seeing as how it's already well past my bedtime, those'll be put online tomorrow afternoon... so keep an eye out for 'em then.

new feature alert

A while back, some spam bots came across the "contact me" page on Brian.Indrelunas.com and started sending all sorts of helpful links to cheap Viagra my way. Well, Gmail does a pretty good job of marking all that junk as spam, but I still put adding a captcha to the e-mail form on my to-do list for the site.


Well, today I finally finished up all the coding and launched a new contact page at a new URL, Brian.Indrelunas.com/contact.


In addition to making you do a little more work if you want to e-mail me, the new contact page also allows you to write on my Facebook wall without even leaving Brian.Indrelunas.com and provides a handy link that can be used to @reply in my general direction on Twitter.

an Arizona musical note

Today while I was driving back to work from lunch, Beyoncé's "Sweet Dreams" was on both U92.7 and 97.7 KRCK at the same time, a type of simultaneity that I'm known for despising.


Now, don't get me wrong; I love Beyoncé, and "Sweet Dreams" is one of my favorite jam. It just gets played so damn much that sometimes I need a break from the song, lest it suffer the fate of "Unwritten," "Make Her Say" or even "Just Dance" — good songs that have become nearly Dead to Me because they're so overplayed.


And today's beautiful nightmare on the radio reminded me of my recent trip to Arizona, during which I also had to dodge "Sweet Dreams" left and right.


See, the tape deck in my car has been busted since the summer and I don't know where my radio transmitter thingy is, so I only ever listen to the radio in the car anymore.


Whilst driving around our fine valley, that's never much of a hardship. But in between the last gasps of KDES' signal (which goes out way farther than I thought it would) and the first taste of the Phoenix market's stations, it's a wild, wild radio West out there.


Some of my favorite finds were a station from Havasu that came in intermittently as I was approaching the state line, Kazual 104.5... aka KZUL/Lake Havasu City. Something about the word "casual" just makes it seem like such an unlikely candidate for a radio station's branding. Also mildly odd was a Christian pop station that branded itself Alive FM. (I think it was KWFH/Parker.) Anyway, they used the same little jingle melody that Kiss FM in Phoenix and KRCK in Palm Springs use, so it makes for an aural double take no matter which direction you're traveling.


But once I had passed those roadside attractions by, I was once again listening to Beyoncé along with a bunch of consider summer jams that shouldn't be in such heavy rotation anymore, like "Down," "Whatcha Say," etc.


Perhaps more interesting than how the same songs were overplayed in both markets, though, was the absence of some of my newer Palm Springs jams from the Phoenix airwaves. For instance, I don't think I heard "Somebody to Love" once while I was scanning MOViN, Mix, Kiss and Jamz in Phoenix. Ditto for "Hot Mess" and "All The Right Moves."


I wonder if this means the Palm Springs market is somehow marginally more hip than Phoenix... Nah. I must be (sweet) dreamin' — or perhaps having a beautiful nightmare.


12/4 » Oh, I almost forgot one of the craziest musical notes from my Arizona trip. "Fireflies" is quite a popular song on both sides of the state line, so I heard it quite a few times on my trip. But the strange thing was that I don't think I ever heard the first verse of the song at any point throughout the weekend. "Fireflies" always seemed to be on right as I switched to a station, so I always picked it up partway through. It was odd.

<!– Let it snow. Let it snow. Let it snow! –>

Now that I've gotten you all in the #christmaswithginger spirit, I wanted to share another bit of wintry goodness with you...


SNOW!


the scene


snow day


Remember when I was all jazzed about how it was raining in the valley on Saturday? Well, up on Mount San Jacinto, Mother Nature was dropping a few inches of snow!


You know, one my favorite things about living in the Phoenix area was that snowy places were just a couple hours away... but now that I live in Palm Springs, I can get from my valley apartment to the snowy mountain even quicker thanks to the Palm Springs Aerial Tramway. I live about 20 minutes away from the Valley Station, and it's a 10- or 15-minute ride up to the Mountain Station. Yeah.


So on Sunday afternoon, I decided I needed to take a trip up the tram and see this winter scene for myself. And unlike the last time I played in the snow, I made sure to dress semi-appropriately — closed-toe shoes, long pants and layers.


They said it was 20-something degrees atop the mountain on the ride up, but I never got too chilly thanks to my proper attire and a little help from some hot chocolate.


The whole experience was pretty magical, so click here see all my photos of the winter wonderland that Mount San Jacinto State Park has become.

#christmaswithginger!

O hai Ginger!


Ever since the day I moved to the Coachella Valley (and even before, actually) I've been getting my First Alert Forecasts from KESQ's Ginger Jeffries. In fact, a certain reporter who happens to live in another market and I consider ourselves members of the KESQ Fan Club, and not the one that donates box fans to the elderly. (Although that's not a bad club to join either.)


Since the summer, we've occasionally raised our glasses to Ginger at Friday night gatherings that we called #cocktailswithginger, and for Halloween this year, I couldn't think of a more worthy celeb to dress up as than our favorite First Alert Forecaster. (Srsly. Lady Gaga was so five minutes ago, and MJ? Ha. So four months ago.)


So when I heard that Ginger would joining the mayor of Palm Springs to light the city's Christmas tree, I knew I had to be there to see the magic live and in person:


doing a weather VO


Well, in between live shots and weather segments, people were chatting with Ginger and getting photos with her, so I worked up the courage to go and ask, "Hey Ginger, could I get a picture with you?"


"Sure," she said as she looked up from the papers she had been paying attention to... and totally recognized me, adding, "You're the guy who dressed up as me for Halloween, aren't you?"


"Oh, so you've seen it," I replied. (I figured she had watched my YouTube "forecast" since it's kind of The Video Seen 'Round The Newsroom where I work.)


She then told me about how KESQ subscribes to a clipping service that delivers reports whenever someone's name appears in other media or online. She later mentioned that my name appeared often because of all my tweeting.


Anyway, back to the photo. So Ginger begins to asks her cameraman to snap a photo of the two of us: "Can you get a photo of me and — It's Brian, right?"


Bingo.


But then she at least pretends to have second thoughts: "I was watching that and I was thinking, 'Is he just trying to be funny, or is he taking a jab at me?'"


I assured Ginger that I was only trying to be funny with my Halloween outfit and agreed to her request that I "be nice." To be fair, I also told her she's more than welcome to make fun of me on YouTube or wherever else.


And Ginger, when BurrellesLuce sends you a copy of this post (as I am almost certain they will), make sure to do some extra browsing around Brian.Indrelunas.com. There's all sorts of ammo here that can be used against me if you're ever in need of material for a good YouTube video.


But I digress again. Anyway, we pose for a picture, the flash goes off, and then Ginger says, "OK. We can do a nice one now."


"A nice one?" I ask. "What was the one we just did?"


Turns out Ginger needed to let out some of her frustration in this first picture:


Ginger snaps


Well, then we did take a nice one, which turned out like this:


Ginger: 'OK. We can do a nice one now.'


And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how the fake Ginger Jeffries met the real Ginger Jeffries. It was an epic meeting, kind of like when Perez met Posh on "Victoria Beckham: Coming to America."



However, I'd like to point out that the comparison only goes so far. For instance, I've never called Ginger "a robot with really big boobs." That Perez is so crass.


Ginger, on the other hand, is a class act, and I'm glad that she a) didn't really punch me and b) gave the KESQ Fan Club a very special something to tweet about... #christmaswithginger.

Tonight in Palm Springs… @THE_REAL_GINGER

lookin' sassy


OK, so that photo over there at the left isn't really KESQ First Alert Forecaster Ginger Jeffries; it's me in my Halloween costume at Palm Springs City Hall.


But tonight, that photo's pretty much gonna come true. The real Ginger is scheduled to appear at tonight's 6 p.m. Christmas tree lighting ceremony at — you guessed it — Palm Springs City Hall.


And you know I'll be there... just not in costume this time. Having two Ginger Jeffrieses in the same place at the same time is just a recipe for disaster — too much meteorological excellence to handle.