It’s Monday. I’m pooped from biking to work and the gym (look Ma, no car!). I’m keeping today’s post simple. I usually post my Pandora Picks on Twitter, but this one deserves some STET face time.

Sara Bareilles – MySpace; Website; Facebook

Heard her on the radio with her hit song, Love Song, but didn’t pay attention until I heard her other songs via a few of my Pandora stations. Rich and witty songwriter. Seriously keeps it real. Not only do I love this song, but I love this live version best.

After reviving the “Sunday Email” group with my seven best friends from high school and noticing as the emails pour in that many of us are jumping into or already swimming in big life changes, I am dedicating this one to them. You guys seriously rock, on top of being my rock (a busomy comfortable virtual rock, but a steadfast fixture nevertheless). You have always given me the confidence to continue dancing my way into the life I most want–either with words of encouragement, a perfectly timed tequila shot, or by your inspiring example. (BY THE WAY, the pics I just linked to are from 2004. We seriously need to do that reunion in June.) Here’s to you friends.

NOTE: Please listen and smile. Then hit repeat and take a moment to dance foolishly and sing like the incredibly sexy diva you are. (Yeah that’s right Clarkie. I’m talking to you.)

“Vegas”

Gonna sell my car and go to Vegas
‘Cause somebody told me
That’s where dreams would be
Gonna sell my car and go to Vegas
Finally see my name upon the Palace marquis

Gonna quit my job and move to New York
‘Cause somebody told me that’s where
Dreamers should go
Gonna quit my job and move to New York
And tattoo my body with every Broadway show.

Listen up now honey, you’re gonna be sorry
Can’t get out from under a sky that is falling
And you say
No fame, no money, I’m nobody
The way I’m running has sure got me down
On my knees.
But next stop, Vegas please.

Gonna sell my house and cross the border
‘Cause somebody told me dreams live in Mexico
Gonna sell my house, I got to lose ten pounds
And cross the border
And make sweet love upon the white sandy shore.

Listen up now honey, you’re gonna be sorry
Can’t get out from under a sky that is falling
And you say
No fame, no money, I’m nobody
The way I’m running has sure got me down
On my knees.
But next stop, Vegas please.

It’s always just around the corner or you’re
On your way to somewhere
That is bigger and better…
If you could only get there
It’s never your fault you can’t start your
Own winning streak
But I’d hate to lose you to the fortune you seek

I’m gonna lose my mind and sail the ocean.
‘Cause somebody told me there were
Cherry blue skies
I’m gonna fix my mind with a final destination
And have a deep sleep upon a sweet dream
I’ll never realize…no

Listen up now honey, you’re gonna be sorry
Can’t get out from under a sky that is falling
And you say
No fame, no money, I’m nobody
The way I’m running has sure got me down
On my knees.
Next stop, Vegas please.
Can you take me to Vegas?

Also be sure to check out Many the Miles and Gravity.