<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303</id><updated>2011-07-28T07:29:23.289-07:00</updated><category term='exercise'/><category term='cleveland'/><category term='debbie rowe'/><category term='ed mcmahon'/><category term='fred gwynne'/><category term='michael jackson'/><category term='michelle obama'/><category term='jon and kate'/><category term='zombies'/><category term='tourism'/><category term='wolf shirt'/><category term='ghost'/><category term='reality tv'/><category term='little people'/><title type='text'>Hello Mr. Narwhal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-4078704247347790252</id><published>2009-11-06T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T14:39:59.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiyoooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SvSlurf3TdI/AAAAAAAAADc/fr8BiEwFJQ8/s1600-h/ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401124074493005266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SvSlurf3TdI/AAAAAAAAADc/fr8BiEwFJQ8/s400/ed.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because sometimes, you just need Ed McMahon there by your side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hiyoooo.com/"&gt;http://www.hiyoooo.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-4078704247347790252?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/4078704247347790252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=4078704247347790252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/4078704247347790252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/4078704247347790252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2009/11/hiyoooooo.html' title='Hiyoooooo'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SvSlurf3TdI/AAAAAAAAADc/fr8BiEwFJQ8/s72-c/ed.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-6798788963779630399</id><published>2009-07-09T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T11:50:31.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><title type='text'>Michael Jackson: Already Haunting Us?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Most people have already seen the famous &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LaTLcooiHsk"&gt;Michael Jackson ghost video &lt;/a&gt;on CNN. Personally, I don't think it's him. If Michael Jackson was hanging out around his house and WHAM - paparazzi! - don't you think he would have either:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a. Hid&lt;br /&gt;b. Put on a show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c. Drank Jesus Juice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that the King of Pop would be giving his farewell performance to CNN personally. I don't know if you can hear ghosts that well, but judging from his shadow we could definitely see him dance. Therefore, Michael Jackson's ghost would have been moonwalking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://s-ec-sm.buzzfeed.com/static/imagebuzz/web04/2009/7/7/21/mj-loves-pottery-just-as-much-if-not-more-than-3753-1247016519-18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to this other website, MJ would have been far too busy appearing in sandwiches, trees and with ET to possibly bother with a CNN interview. For your viewing pleasure, a compilation of recent MJ ghost sightings:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzzfeed.com/scott/michael-jacksons-ghost"&gt;http://www.buzzfeed.com/scott/michael-jacksons-ghost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-6798788963779630399?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/6798788963779630399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=6798788963779630399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/6798788963779630399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/6798788963779630399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2009/07/michael-jackson-already-haunting-us.html' title='Michael Jackson: Already Haunting Us?'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-5633188949551658602</id><published>2009-07-03T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T14:28:04.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debbie rowe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wolf shirt'/><title type='text'>Hungry Like The Wolf</title><content type='html'>Debbie Rowe is hungry - again. And this time it isn't for the tasty Big Mac Cheeseburgers that her body suggests she loves, it's for custody of her children. Judging from this photo, I think she has a pretty good chance, seeing as how the legendary wolf shirts bring good luck to all who wear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.wwtdd.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/99fp_3220981_rowe_debbie_sam_070209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 520px; height: 333px;" src="http://cdn.wwtdd.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/99fp_3220981_rowe_debbie_sam_070209.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't know the legend? Check it out on &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Three-Official-T-Shirt-Cotton-Sleeve/dp/B000NZW3IY"&gt;Amazon.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-5633188949551658602?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/5633188949551658602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=5633188949551658602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/5633188949551658602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/5633188949551658602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2009/07/hungry-like-wolf.html' title='Hungry Like The Wolf'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-3381209041878255153</id><published>2009-06-29T18:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:19:26.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michelle obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><title type='text'>Two Tickets to the Michelle Obama Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache.jezebel.com/assets/resources/2008/05/AP080514032137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 256px;" src="http://cache.jezebel.com/assets/resources/2008/05/AP080514032137.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not a ginormous worker-outer. In fact, I keep active by enduring mass amounts of stress, volunteering, snuggling, dog walking/fending, cat saving, and Chipotle. Nevertheless, I would love to have amazing arms. I'm not neurotic about it. I don't think I have bingo wings and I'm not going to slather on cellulite fighter, but if I could have Michelle Obama's arms with minimal effort, I'd be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I told a friend the other night after confessing my dream body part, I would honestly borrow Michelle Obama's arms and put them in place of my own. That way I could have the upper body strength of a tiger without putting in maximum gym time that I don't have. The problem with that besides the fact that I doubt Michelle Obama would reasonably let me borrow her arms, is that my vanillaface self might clash a bit with my new look. Solution? No spaghetti strap tops. Shift dresses, long-sleeved shirts and thick-strapped tanks all the way. I think this is the beginning of an amazing self-transformation for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Fitness Magazine: &lt;a href="http://www.fitnessmagazine.com/workout/arms/exercises/how-to-get-michelle-obamas-arms-the-workout-plan/"&gt;How to get Michelle Obama's toned arms&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-3381209041878255153?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/3381209041878255153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=3381209041878255153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/3381209041878255153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/3381209041878255153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2009/06/two-tickets-to-michelle-obama-show.html' title='Two Tickets to the Michelle Obama Show'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-2194837096766831474</id><published>2009-06-24T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T09:21:41.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tourism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleveland'/><title type='text'>Positively Cleveland</title><content type='html'>If you work in tourism, you'll appreciate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oZzgAjjuqZM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oZzgAjjuqZM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-2194837096766831474?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/2194837096766831474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=2194837096766831474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/2194837096766831474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/2194837096766831474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2009/06/positively-cleveland.html' title='Positively Cleveland'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-4107987465360139828</id><published>2009-06-23T15:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T16:17:15.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon and kate'/><title type='text'>The Demise of Reality TV Couples</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wwwimage.cbsnews.com/images/2009/06/03/image5058651g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://wwwimage.cbsnews.com/images/2009/06/03/image5058651g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jon &amp;amp; Kate are getting divorced, and I doubt anyone is even truly the slightest bit surprised. Here's why. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. If you've watched the show, you can tell that Kate is a passive aggressive bi-hatch, and Jon is a whiney toad (and possible man whore).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The second you sign up for a couple's/family reality show, you're doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Anyone who gets couple's teeth whitening should be thrown off a cliff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I truly feel bad for the kids (all ocho of them), plus their two dogs, unless the claims of animal abuse are true. To be absolutely truthful, since the past couple episodes have featured other celebrities on Jon &amp;amp; Kate Plus 8, I was really really hoping that Angelina Jolie would appear and adopt all of them. Then in a pure act of heroism, she would head over to Octomom's house and adopt all of her kids too. Then I imagine that she and Brad Pitt would head back to Disneyland, which they would own as a vacation home with their new brood and live together in the Sleeping Beauty castle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's who I forsee in the next two years getting divorced:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img4.realsimple.com/images/daily-finds/culture/0509/df-little-couple_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://img4.realsimple.com/images/daily-finds/culture/0509/df-little-couple_300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Tori &amp;amp; Dean&lt;/strong&gt; (Tori, I'm sorry your mom hates you and had a whole room dedicated to gift wrap) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Spencer &amp;amp; Heidi&lt;/strong&gt; (the god act isn't fooling anyone) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;The Little Couple.&lt;/strong&gt; Just because nobody knows of little people getting divorced doesn't mean that they don't. Plus the lady doctor little person is totally obnoxious. I don't care how cute and little she is, I couldn't put up with that for more than a few hours before she was kicked to the curb. Her little husband deserves a trophy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And not that anyone besides myself watches that show, but have you noticed how many times they use the words "little" "tiny" and "small"? It's like they have to make a quote on how many little synonyms they can make in a show. If someone could please turn this into a drinking game, tape it, and then send it to me it would truly brighten my week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-4107987465360139828?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/4107987465360139828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=4107987465360139828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/4107987465360139828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/4107987465360139828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2009/06/demise-of-reality-tv-couples.html' title='The Demise of Reality TV Couples'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-6634184578327659655</id><published>2009-06-23T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:40:41.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ed mcmahon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fred gwynne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zombies'/><title type='text'>Give Me My Big Check, You Zombie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/c3/Ed_McMahon_lf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/c3/Ed_McMahon_lf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ed McMahon died last night, which totally takes away any chance of me winning the big check from Publisher's Clearning House. Not that I ever actually entered the contest, but I really used to believe that if you wanted the big check badly enough that Ed McMahon would somehow just &lt;em&gt;know,&lt;/em&gt; and magically appear at your doorstep, big check in hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I never actually sent in all of the stickers and forms required to even win in the first place, I have about as good of a chance of winning the big check from zombie Ed McMahon as I do from winning by way of telepathic entry from alive Ed McMahon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/findagrave/photos/2002/173/6735_1024877838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/findagrave/photos/2002/173/6735_1024877838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To be perfectly honest, I don't even know how much money you'd actually win if you do win Publisher's Clearing House. And if you win something from zombie Ed McMahon, would the big check not even be for money? Would it be for brains or some other disgusting body part that only zombies would enjoy eating? And would it be worth it to get a big check from Ed McMahon if in the back of your mind you were going over the possible scenarios of how Ed McMahon might attack you, and which household object you would need to use to fend him off, while also quickly grabbing said big check to mount over your fireplace. I'm personally of the belief that as long as you were able to get him over to your house by no later than tonight that he'd only be slightly evil. Kind of like Pet Sematary - you'd be slightly less evil the sooner you were able to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This leads me to another very scary zombie celebrity - Fred Gwynne, who I'm convinced I saw at a business meeting a few weeks ago. How could someone who played a Frankenstein monster come back as something even scarier? To ponder this is unfathomable. I later saw the same man at a different event wearing the exact same outfit as he did the previous meeting, confirming that he was in fact zombie Fred Gwynne. Being 6'5 and already dead for over 16 years, I really didn't want to question it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the point though. If for some reason zombie Ed McMahon is out of big checks, I would settle for any of his Cash 4 Gold, whether it be cash, or gold. Either way you're a winner, and could probably resend any gold he might bring into Cash 4 Gold for additional money. Now I just have to figure out a way to get Ed McMahon my address.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-6634184578327659655?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/6634184578327659655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=6634184578327659655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/6634184578327659655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/6634184578327659655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2009/06/give-me-my-big-check-you-zombie.html' title='Give Me My Big Check, You Zombie'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-6481692976572326761</id><published>2009-06-03T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T12:25:22.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://beerandnosh.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/twitter_fail_whale_01.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://beerandnosh.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/twitter_fail_whale_01.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't actually like Twitter, so I'm not sure why I'm always updating it. I guess it's because it's almost like having your BFF sitting next to you at all times so that when you mumble a random comment about how your day is going or how much you hate the price of beans going up or that you just stubbed your toe you actually have someone at all times listening (reading?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, if you're on Twitter you can find me at &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/katherinebee"&gt;KatherineBee&lt;/a&gt;. My headlines promises meaningless updates on your time, and I'm going to stand by that. There will be no updates that will seriously validate your life or give you an epiphany. At the most you'll see a photo of a pair of shoes I can't live without, and if that is enough to put a smile on your face then please add me as a fellow Tweeter. Twitterer. 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title='Twitter'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-7646604944004236262</id><published>2009-05-18T13:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:57:46.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you just want to hug a baby hippo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://selmainthecity.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/6a010535647bf3970b010535d8fd29970b-pi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://selmainthecity.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/6a010535647bf3970b010535d8fd29970b-pi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pixiespalace.com/baby_hippo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://pixiespalace.com/baby_hippo3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thepowerhour.com/images/baby_hippo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.thepowerhour.com/images/baby_hippo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-7646604944004236262?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-9215478614573857877</id><published>2009-05-03T01:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T15:22:54.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheap Thrills.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Just when I thought I outgrew Forever 21...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/54114865-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/54114865-04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/56608693-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/56608693-05.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/55112164-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/55112164-01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/59427988-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px;" 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type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sometimes dogs make Christmas in late January.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="294" height="239" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-81ed36f610cea9bc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/355650442436825463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=355650442436825463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/355650442436825463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/355650442436825463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2009/01/ellie-makes-christmas.html' title='Ellie Makes Christmas'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-3003714790300498891</id><published>2009-01-21T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T17:08:08.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Recyclie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SXfG4csMcLI/AAAAAAAAACU/EEwqsNoLIgc/s1600-h/IMG00038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293918560073838770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SXfG4csMcLI/AAAAAAAAACU/EEwqsNoLIgc/s200/IMG00038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really make New Year's resolutions, but one "hope" of mine was to drink more water. And I hate how most water tastes. A lot. I think the Brita filter is gross, and I wish that Perrier flowed freely out of my bathtub faucet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do however like Dasani, even though I know that it is probably the worst water out there, made by Coca-Cola, etc. I like it, so I bought a case of it, and also a recycling bin. We've always recycled, but in a more street-style, ghetto fashion (filling up a cardboard box or large trash bag). Now that we're married we need to be legit about this. Our trashcan (Trashie) is one of those cool metal ones that you wave your hand over to open, and since those are hard to come by a the price we bought it at, I found and decorated Recyclie. Still doesn't open by magically waving my hand over it, but it's a start!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-3003714790300498891?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/3003714790300498891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=3003714790300498891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/3003714790300498891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/3003714790300498891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-recyclie.html' title='Welcome Recyclie!'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SXfG4csMcLI/AAAAAAAAACU/EEwqsNoLIgc/s72-c/IMG00038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-6650283518332590060</id><published>2008-12-12T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:59:42.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commercials These Days Are Gross</title><content type='html'>Whatever happened to the days of cute cartoon animals and Emmanuel Lewis selling me products? Due to my latest insomniac episode, I've seen some of the best and (mostly) worst commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst (Not in any particular order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Charmin Bears&lt;/span&gt; - I don't get why it's ok to see a bear pooping in the woods and getting toilet paper stuck to its butt. It's gross. I love bears, but bears don't make it cool to poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.groundchuck.co.uk/Assets/images/Charmin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://www.groundchuck.co.uk/Assets/images/Charmin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The XBox "Live Your Moment" Commercials&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling, vacant people with only half of head since there's already a band or a family living in the back of his head. My husband has an XBox and honestly, I fear it. Nobody wants that! I haven't read the instruction manual, but if it's listed anywhere "XBox 360 may cause half of your head to fall off and a random band to come live in it" I'm moving out. Sorry honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The "Marijuana Hurts" Campaign&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cute little boy starts getting smoldering holes in his neck and wrist, and then his eye. He opens the door to see his sister smoking a joint. AHA! Marijuana hurts the people around you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure if marijuana was so bad that it actually caused physical burn marks to people in your family that very few people would smoke it, even if it made Pink Floyd's The Wall and The Wizard of Oz seem to synch up. Nothing is that cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amish made "Heat Surge" Fireplace&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because even the Amish get cold. I'm pretty sure this only comes on at 3 in the morning, but if you ever get a chance to see this infomercial please tape it. It features the hard-working Amish people making fireplace mantles that are then used with flameless fireplaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.goodcleantech.com/heat%20surge%20fireplace%20amish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 206px;" src="http://www.goodcleantech.com/heat%20surge%20fireplace%20amish.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Slanket&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a blanket with arms, and if you wear it while standing you look like a monk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2081/2094448646_71609cf187.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 362px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2081/2094448646_71609cf187.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-6650283518332590060?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/6650283518332590060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=6650283518332590060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/6650283518332590060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/6650283518332590060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/12/commercials-these-days-are-gross.html' title='Commercials These Days Are Gross'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-45992645236726328</id><published>2008-10-16T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T15:32:52.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of kids....</title><content type='html'>Names I would love for my future dogs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gompers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.petsalley.com/photos/basset_hound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.petsalley.com/photos/basset_hound.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stedman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.manegaitfarms.com/k-ninedobermans/services/chuie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.manegaitfarms.com/k-ninedobermans/services/chuie3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Huxtable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.denizeslabradors.co.uk/images/black-lab.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.denizeslabradors.co.uk/images/black-lab.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.funnyflatfaces.com/boston-terrier-puppy-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.funnyflatfaces.com/boston-terrier-puppy-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, if I can't use them on my human kids, I don't want them to go to waste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-45992645236726328?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/45992645236726328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=45992645236726328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/45992645236726328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/45992645236726328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/10/speaking-of-kids.html' title='Speaking of kids....'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-3400586140100403069</id><published>2008-10-15T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:35:02.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish Tim Gunn was my neighbor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ihasahotdog.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/cute-puppy-pictures-tim-gunn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ihasahotdog.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/cute-puppy-pictures-tim-gunn.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish Tim Gunn was my next door neighbor. I would love for him to be my cute little gay neighbor friend and my kids godfather. I can imagine him saying "Jackson, you know you can't match striped footie pajamas with that Mickey Mouse hat! Make it work!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart you Tim Gunn, you are my favorite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-3400586140100403069?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/3400586140100403069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=3400586140100403069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/3400586140100403069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/3400586140100403069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wish-tim-gunn-was-my-neighbor.html' title='I wish Tim Gunn was my neighbor'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-4919090296884417075</id><published>2008-10-03T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T11:13:42.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>V.P. debate last night</title><content type='html'>I'm not going to get into the whole debate because I could take up a whole page, but I simply refuse to have another person in office who pronounces a word "NUCULAR". It's not charming, endearing, or down-to-earth, it's plain stupid. You'd think with all the coaching Sarah Palin is getting that they could teach her to say a word that she'd have to use for the next four years (GOD I HOPE NOT!!!!!!!!!)  correctly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-4919090296884417075?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/4919090296884417075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=4919090296884417075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/4919090296884417075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/4919090296884417075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/10/vp-debate-last-night.html' title='V.P. debate last night'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-8244380321100645652</id><published>2008-10-03T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T11:10:07.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apply the death penalty to minors</title><content type='html'>I don't care how old you are, killing animals is wrong. This especially applies to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/27005221/"&gt;this stupid kid right here&lt;/a&gt;, who apparently killed three lizards and also fed with a rock and fed 10 animals to a crocodile at a zoo. This kid was left alone for 30 minutes and did all of this damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My suggestion: Kill him. He's not going to grow up to be an outstanding human being. Even if he does learn from his mistakes, he'll be haunted by the fact that he did that. So please, just kill him. We don't need any more idiots in the world than we already have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My suggestion for the parents: Kill them too. Parents shouldn't raise 10-year olds who think it's ok to do anything so awful, and they shouldn't leave their kids unattended either. What the heck were they doing for 30 minutes that was so darn important that they could leave him? Quickie in the monkey cage? Feeding cotton candy to giraffes? Riding a giant panda? People like this shouldn't be able to breed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that by "Death Penaltying*" more people, it will leave more room in the world for people who don't think it's ok to kill zoo animals and who don't think it's ok to raise kids who think that it's ok either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be liberal, but on this one I'm with Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Death Penaltying may be too harsh of a word, and not exactly grammatically-correct. Maybe "Super Happy Sleeping Foreverness?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-8244380321100645652?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/8244380321100645652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=8244380321100645652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/8244380321100645652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/8244380321100645652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/10/apply-death-penalty-to-minors.html' title='Apply the death penalty to minors'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-5213166928806802729</id><published>2008-09-26T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T11:38:14.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l229/imagine330/ellapics043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l229/imagine330/ellapics043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it coincidence or just pure conspiracy that everyone is having a birthday and bringing in cake to work a month before my wedding? It's not like you can just say no, believe me I've tried. Not fair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-5213166928806802729?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/5213166928806802729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=5213166928806802729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/5213166928806802729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/5213166928806802729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-to-everyone.html' title='Happy Birthday to Everyone'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-250016452935555486</id><published>2008-09-24T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T11:20:37.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamweaver Weirdness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://rushthecourt.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/tyrone_biggums.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://rushthecourt.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/tyrone_biggums.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been taking a Dreamweaver class through community college for the last few weeks. Last class, I noticed that there was a frightening looking individual - no joke, looked like Dave Chapelle as a crackhead- sitting in my class. He's been coming in the past few classes and then leaving. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't think he is learning about building websites.&lt;/span&gt; Can you do drug deals over the internet on a community college computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also someone who came in this morning with the newspaper's TV Guide section and was highlighting a bunch of shows. TV agent, or TV obsessed? Doesn't everyone have a guide function on their TV these days? I know that I'm one of the lone people without TV, but seriously!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-250016452935555486?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/250016452935555486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=250016452935555486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/250016452935555486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/250016452935555486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/09/dreamweaver-weirdness.html' title='Dreamweaver Weirdness'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-2913795586390047160</id><published>2008-09-13T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T15:31:26.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn is coming!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a76450a823bfce6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0a76450a823bfce6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329941940%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DDC3052AD69435856CDEC67AB2F2BA8EE247C1D3.2C1C31CF97FA261B6BA5EA1ECBC2539C94032802%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da76450a823bfce6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiKruIYSJpRsMOckAIrzDSyYbZ_U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's sideways, but the little jump she does off of the case of pumpkin ale (yes, we have 5 cases in our living room) cracks me up every time I see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-2913795586390047160?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-6997122444245830830</id><published>2008-09-08T08:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T15:46:50.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics Shmolitics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/politicalhumor/1/0/3/-/2/mccain_no_old_men.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/politicalhumor/1/0/3/-/2/mccain_no_old_men.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already sick of writing about politics, mostly because I just get heated when I talk about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on my last political rant of the week (unless something interesting happens), I just want to state my utter annoyance with the publicity of Sarah Palin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox ran a TV special on her last night called: &lt;em&gt;Sarah Palin: An American Woman&lt;/em&gt;. Wow Fox Republicans, way to just call it like you see it. What are the qualities that make her an American woman besides her birthright? Her anti-abortion stance? The fact that she wants to drill for oil or her love of guns? Why didn't you run an &lt;em&gt;Obama: An American Man&lt;/em&gt; special?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I'm upset because all of the publicity that Sarah Palin is getting is appealing to the stupidity of America that is going to say, "Wow, a mom &lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt; a politician. Amazing. And she's good looking. Let's vote for her because I can relate to working and having a family. Plus Hillary Clinton is out of the race, so she's like a stand-in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOHN MCCAIN IS GOING TO DIE.&lt;/strong&gt; This means that Sarah Palin's inexperienced self will be &lt;strong&gt;YOUR PRESIDENT&lt;/strong&gt;. That's a scary thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and maybe just rambling. I will concede that Sarah Palin is nice looking and probably very personable. That doesn't mean that she should be president. Carmen Electra should not be our next president just because she is attractive and inspires women to work out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-6997122444245830830?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/6997122444245830830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=6997122444245830830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/6997122444245830830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/6997122444245830830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/09/politics-shmolitics.html' title='Politics Shmolitics'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-7273945323351260295</id><published>2008-09-02T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T19:11:47.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Redneck Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://stupidcelebrities.net/wp-content/bristol2-300x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://stupidcelebrities.net/wp-content/bristol2-300x300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Bristol and her Prince Charming of a man, redneck Levi Johnston, were planning on getting married before Bristol became pregnant. Yeah...because that's a responsible decision, letting your 17-year daughter make the lifelong mistake of getting pregnant followed by a shotgun wedding to a redneck. It's great that VP candidate Sarah Palin is already making the world a better place by starting with her own family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some info on the baby daddy's MySpace:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bristol Palin's baby daddy has been revealed to be 18 year-old Levi Johnston.  Sarah Palin announced that her 17 year-old daughter is five months pregnant Monday. Read More at HuffPost's Sarah Palin big news page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to The NY Daily News:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Doe-eyed Bristol Palin, 17, and ruggedly handsome Levi Johnston, 18, have been dating for about a year, locals in their hometown of Wasilla, Alaska, told the Daily News...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ..."They've been together quite a while, more than a year," she said. "I hope everything comes out well. These are local kids."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Johnston, broadchested and wearing a No. 15 jersey, can be seen in photographs hitting the boards as a Warrior in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  A closeup shot shows the handsome teen with a light dusting of whiskers on his chin - his dark brown hair curly and wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Levi has got huge potential," Jennie Johnston said. "He's a smart kid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New York Post has excerpts from Johnston's MySpace page:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  On his MySpace page, Johnston boasts, "I'm a f - - -in' redneck" who likes to snowboard and ride dirt bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      "But I live to play hockey. I like to go camping and hang out with the boys, do some fishing, shoot some s- - - and just f - - -in' chillin' I guess."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Ya f - - - with me I'll kick [your] ass," he added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  He also claims to be "in a relationship," but states, "I don't want kid&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://stupidcelebrities.net/wp-content/bristol11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://stupidcelebrities.net/wp-content/bristol11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party on Bristol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-7273945323351260295?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/7273945323351260295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=7273945323351260295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/7273945323351260295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/7273945323351260295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/09/go-rednecks.html' title='Redneck Love'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-4192011059337709263</id><published>2008-09-01T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T09:51:27.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bristol Palin is Knocked Up</title><content type='html'>In a scandal which will probably be unfortunately "blown over" because of Hurricane Guztav, Sarah Palin's daughter Bristol is knocked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you search for Bristol Palin on the internet, you'll see that there are tons of stories out there saying that Sarah Palin's youngest child, Trig, is really Bristol's. If you look at pictures of both Sarah and Bristol during that time period, you'll see that Sarah does not look even slightly pregnant, and Bristol looks like a whale. After this story broke, all of Bristol's pictures during this time were taken down from Sarah Palin's website. Also, Bristol apparently missed at least 6 months of school during this time due to "mono".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's being reported that Bristol is now 5 months pregnant and keeping it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Palin is anti-abortion and pro-abstinence. She preaches family values and thinks that education about not having sex is better than education about safe sex. Kids will have sex, that's a given. It's just hilarious to me that her own stupidity is slapping her in the face, especially during the convention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that this story gets the coverage that it should so that people see the importance of teaching their children about safe sex and how not to get pregnant, instead of skipping over the facts and telling people not to have sex - it's not going to happen. And that doesn't make youngsters having sex a good thing, it's just a reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN YO FACE GRANDMA PALIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's just one of many links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stupidcelebrities.net/2008/08/30/bristol-palin-pregnancy-is-vp-sarah-palins-5th-child-really-her-daughters-photos/"&gt;LINK&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-4192011059337709263?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/4192011059337709263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=4192011059337709263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/4192011059337709263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/4192011059337709263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/09/bristol-palin-is-knocked-up.html' title='Bristol Palin is Knocked Up'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-8547814044042128418</id><published>2008-08-30T07:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T07:03:10.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ORANGE MOCHA FRAPPUCINOS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src= "http://s3.amazonaws.com/0SAJ7JN5VFAWT249NNR2.anigifdel/52655a293dd83d8907715bb13c7dc39d" img&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-8547814044042128418?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/8547814044042128418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=8547814044042128418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/8547814044042128418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/8547814044042128418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/08/orange-mocha-frappucinos.html' title='ORANGE MOCHA FRAPPUCINOS!!!'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-1116747764102547717</id><published>2008-08-29T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T13:28:37.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Fall For It Ladies</title><content type='html'>Here are the facts: Hillary Clinton is not in the running for the presidency. Anyone who watched the democratic convention saw how many women sat there crying while she delivered her speech, and then reported later that Hillary was still "their presidential candidate".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it - she's not. And that doesn't make her a bad person or an under-qualified person or anything like that. She just didn't get picked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a sneaky move this morning, John McCain made the announcement that Sarah Palin of Alaska would be his VP pick. Does anyone see the corrollation?  Smart, strong woman running for political office.  The Republicans want you to think SARAH PALIN = HILLARY CLINTON!! It's like an anagram, but missing a few letters and with a few others added in for good measure. They do both have H's in their first name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies: Don't give in to this ploy! Sarah Palin is a fetus loving - women's choice hating, moose eating, gun toting Republican. She is not Hillary Clinton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? They may both have breasts, but that doesn't make Sarah Palin a substitute for Hillary Clinton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.topnews.in/usa/files/Hillary_Clinton_Leads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.topnews.in/usa/files/Hillary_Clinton_Leads.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wonkette.com/assets/resources/2008/03/sarah_palin_ap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://wonkette.com/assets/resources/2008/03/sarah_palin_ap.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-1116747764102547717?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/1116747764102547717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=1116747764102547717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/1116747764102547717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/1116747764102547717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/08/dont-fall-for-it-ladies.html' title='Don&apos;t Fall For It Ladies'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-7826084206205979175</id><published>2008-08-27T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T20:55:41.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help a sister out</title><content type='html'>I know what it's like to have to promote the hell out of the music company you work for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/48ac2fa01547f601/48b621505de7151d/48ac2fa6bb1e51ff/aed3eca7" id="W48ac2fa01547f60148b621505de7151d" height="620" width="400"&gt;&lt;param value="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/48ac2fa01547f601/48b621505de7151d/48ac2fa6bb1e51ff/aed3eca7" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;param value="all" name="allowNetworking"&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowScriptAccess"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-7826084206205979175?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/7826084206205979175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=7826084206205979175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/7826084206205979175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/7826084206205979175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/08/help-sister-out.html' title='Help a sister out'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-4255774483325075765</id><published>2008-08-25T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T12:11:26.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Eleanor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos.l3.facebook.com/photos-l3-sf2p/v335/150/63/24601891/n24601891_34789804_670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://photos.l3.facebook.com/photos-l3-sf2p/v335/150/63/24601891/n24601891_34789804_670.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-4255774483325075765?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/4255774483325075765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=4255774483325075765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/4255774483325075765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/4255774483325075765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/08/introducing-eleanor.html' title='Introducing Eleanor!'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-4524200485214766652</id><published>2008-08-18T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T15:39:09.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Plug for Adoption</title><content type='html'>Watch this adorable puppy I rescued battle my poor kitty. My cats will hate me when we eventually get a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2a45b40e122ab672" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2a45b40e122ab672%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329941940%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5A39EAB4786F09F7A5C7639DFCB34595FC3CEAFE.6F59B0BD50FABFFDA624A8530F17ED69FBE49DE5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2a45b40e122ab672%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvTsiSlI_chQGYpd7Bt8bcu-3ils&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2a45b40e122ab672%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329941940%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5A39EAB4786F09F7A5C7639DFCB34595FC3CEAFE.6F59B0BD50FABFFDA624A8530F17ED69FBE49DE5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2a45b40e122ab672%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvTsiSlI_chQGYpd7Bt8bcu-3ils&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-4524200485214766652?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2a45b40e122ab672&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/4524200485214766652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=4524200485214766652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/4524200485214766652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/4524200485214766652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-another-plug-for-adoption.html' title='Just Another Plug for Adoption'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-7827323385026587536</id><published>2008-08-15T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T13:34:21.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I Voting For?</title><content type='html'>My friend just sent me a fun little quiz that helps you choose which candidate you're voting for in the presidential election based on where you stand on issues. Looks like I know who I want Obama's VP to end up being too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;89% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Chris Dodd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Barack Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Hillary Clinton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Mike Gravel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;John Edwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Dennis Kucinich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Joe Biden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77% &lt;span style="color: #00f;"&gt;Bill Richardson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;Rudy Giuliani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;John McCain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;Mike Huckabee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;Mitt Romney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;Tom Tancredo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;Ron Paul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14% &lt;span style="color: #f00;"&gt;Fred Thompson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/candidates/2008-quiz.html"&gt;2008 Presidential Candidate Matching Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-7827323385026587536?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/7827323385026587536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=7827323385026587536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/7827323385026587536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/7827323385026587536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/08/who-am-i-voting-for.html' title='Who Am I Voting For?'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-8063559078140551062</id><published>2008-08-11T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T17:55:42.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obligatory Birthday List</title><content type='html'>It's almost my birthday! Convince me to write more often by sending me something from mey birthday list (just kidding, unless you really want to send me something out of the kindness of your heart. I won't say no - promise). It's hard to think of birthday things because there's really nothing I need, so I feel lame putting down things that aren't totally essential. To make myself seem like a better person, feel free to donate to &lt;a href="http://www.labrescuers.org/RP_WebDoc.asp?ttid=76"&gt;Lab Rescuers &lt;/a&gt;instead. That would make me happy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.jcrew.com/erez4/erez?src=images/onFigure/97/97597/97597_KD9990_m.tif&amp;amp;tmp=prdDtIm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px;" alt="" src="http://images.jcrew.com/erez4/erez?src=images/onFigure/97/97597/97597_KD9990_m.tif&amp;amp;tmp=prdDtIm" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JCrew Dog Critter Argyle Cardigan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.jcrew.com/erez4/erez?src=images/eiec/98/98346/98346_EC7246.tif&amp;amp;tmp=prdDtIm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px;" alt="" src="http://images.jcrew.com/erez4/erez?src=images/eiec/98/98346/98346_EC7246.tif&amp;amp;tmp=prdDtIm" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JCrew Pinecone and Squirrel Bracelet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://z.about.com/d/architecture/1/0/E/Q/house3714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px;" alt="" src="http://z.about.com/d/architecture/1/0/E/Q/house3714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House (Because Steve says I need a house first)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n137/brunette_electric_789/BlackLabPuppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px;" alt="" src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n137/brunette_electric_789/BlackLabPuppy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.officialbostonterrierguide.com/Boston_Terrier_Pictures/BostonTerrier20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px;" alt="" src="http://www.officialbostonterrierguide.com/Boston_Terrier_Pictures/BostonTerrier20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUPPIES!!! &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/PIAimages/44984_PE140738_S4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px;" alt="" src="http://www.ikea.com/PIAimages/44984_PE140738_S4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IKEA - PJÄTTERYD Wall Art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SKC1sZImaaI/AAAAAAAAACI/7YUQbCnOP-c/s1600-h/scottiedog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233382541270346146" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SKC1sZImaaI/AAAAAAAAACI/7YUQbCnOP-c/s200/scottiedog.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany's Scottie tag charm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-8063559078140551062?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/8063559078140551062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=8063559078140551062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/8063559078140551062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/8063559078140551062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/08/obligatory-birthday-list.html' title='Obligatory Birthday List'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SKC1sZImaaI/AAAAAAAAACI/7YUQbCnOP-c/s72-c/scottiedog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-6728177806815155626</id><published>2008-07-24T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T08:55:30.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just in case you can't get enough of my blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sdcitybeat.com/cms/story/detail/pantomiming_with/2601/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Here's a couple freelance music articles and reviews I've written:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dresden Dolls (CityBeat Magazine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.performermag.com/wcp.recrevnew.php"&gt;Erinn Williams Review (Performer Magazine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.performermag.com/wcp.recordedreviews.0705.php"&gt;HIJK Review (Performer Magazine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.performermag.com/wcp.recordedreviews.0612.php"&gt;Needle Review (Performer Magazine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.performermag.com/wcp.recordedreviews.0701.php"&gt;Wonderground Review (Performer Magazine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.www.thedailyaztec.com/media/storage/paper741/news/2001/10/24/Opinion/Not-Without.My.Muffin-760947.shtml"&gt;Not Without My Muffin (SDSU Daily Aztec)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-6728177806815155626?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/6728177806815155626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=6728177806815155626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/6728177806815155626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/6728177806815155626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-in-case-you-cant-get-enough-of-my.html' title='Just in case you can&apos;t get enough of my blog'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-2885728089285427396</id><published>2008-07-23T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T12:32:48.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See You Soon Fall!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;60 Days till the first day of autumn!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if only I lived here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ncjournalforwomen.com/images/2005monthlyimages/nov05images/fall_leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.ncjournalforwomen.com/images/2005monthlyimages/nov05images/fall_leaves.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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Fall!!'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-5097883253749579118</id><published>2008-07-15T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T11:48:40.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks A Lot Brian Bilbray</title><content type='html'>First: Steve said that my stance on offshore drilling may lead some people to believe I encourage it, when I in fact do not, so I apologize for any vagueness. So to clear it up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO OFFSHORE DRILLING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, Congressman Brian Bilbray wrote me back this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Here was his Auto-Response to anything about energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Dear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Ms. Burnett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-indent: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Thank you for taking the time to contact me regarding the high cost of oil and the need to take steps to increase our domestic energy production.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I share your concerns and I appreciate hearing from you on this important issue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Today, the people of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;San Diego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;County&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; pay some of the highest gas prices in the country.  As I pump gas near my house in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Carlsbad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;, I'm paying $4.69 a gallon.  According to the San Diego Association of Governments, the average family income is $52,600 a year.  Needless to say, our quality of life is being impacted by these high prices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;As the global price of oil has increased from $50 a barrel to nearly $140 a barrel, the average price of gas in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;San Diego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; has surged to more than $&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;4.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;0 a gallon.  This has placed a tremendous burden on all our families, particularly those least able to afford it.  Unfortunately, our energy problem is likely to increase as the rapidly growing economies of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;China&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; demand increasing amounts of oil and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;amount&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; of proven reserves stagnates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128); font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;In the short term, increasing the supply of oil will help reduce prices at the pump.  It is for that reason that I voted with many of my colleagues for H.R. 6022 to temporarily suspend deposits into the Strategic Petroleum Reserve.  This freed approximately 70,000 barrels of oil a day for domestic use and experts suggest that it could lower gas prices up to 24 cents per gallon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128); font-size: 12pt;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;President Bush signed this measure into law on May 19, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128); font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;In addition, I support granting states the right to explore and drill for oil resources within their own domain.  For example, if the states of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Louisiana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Mississippi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Alabama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; want to grant drilling rights off their coast, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Washington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;DC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; bureaucrats should not impede their leasing authority as long as it doesn't impact our national security and is done in an environmentally responsible manner.  Furthermore, states like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; should retain their right to prohibit off-shore drilling off their coast.      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Increasing supply through new development is only an intermediate step.  To prepare for the long run, we must invest in sustainable energy sources such as solar, nuclear, algae and hydrogen technologies.  As a result, I am pleased to let you know that I am a cosponsor of H.R. 5984, the Clean Energy Tax Stimulus Act, which will extend renewable energy and conservation tax credits that are set to expire at the end of 2008.  Because of the long lead time involved with many of these projects, we have already seen renewable energy project development impacted by the imminently expiring tax credits.  We must act quickly to ensure continued forward progress and a more reliable energy future.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Again, thank you for contacting me.  Rest assured that I will work with my colleagues to reduce the price of gas and enact policies that will provide for a secure, robust and clean energy future for our families and communities.  If you have any questions, please call me or my office at (202) 225-0508.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian Bilbray&lt;br /&gt;Member of Congress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I don't care about the cost of gas near your house in Carlsbad that I cant afford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Stop blaming China and India. Yes, I do realize that this is a major issue, but we need to be accountable for our own actions. Let's not add to the problem, let's fix it. We can't fix other people, but we can fix ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't agree in offshore drilling ANYWHERE! I definitely agree that the government shouldn't interfere and make a state drill, but I don't think that states should be allowed to do this. Nada. And that is why, just based on this email, I will find a way to vote you out of office. Jerk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-5097883253749579118?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/5097883253749579118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=5097883253749579118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/5097883253749579118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/5097883253749579118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/07/thanks-lot-brian-bilbray.html' title='Thanks A Lot Brian Bilbray'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-9099506135258769725</id><published>2008-07-14T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T11:50:00.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No offshore drilling please!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SHtwkR55U3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/QLN_my49A_8/s1600-h/happy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SHtwkR55U3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/QLN_my49A_8/s200/happy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222891961450058610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the main headline on MSN today: White House: Bush To Lift Offshore Drilling Ban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bush is trying to lift the offshore drilling ban that his own father instated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In layman's terms: Bush is trying to save face before he leaves office by trying to appease some hicks who think that we will have enough oil in the ocean that we can drive our SUV's (or John Deere tractors) for billions of years. This is all despite the fact that we will be disrupting and killing vital ocean wildlife, underwater habitats, and potentially killing off tons of underwater species (including the narwhal, which is a badass creature!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately(?) the only way this will happen is if the Congress approves offshore drilling, which means there is still a glimmer of hope (I think)! This requires you to stop reading any online comics and searching for cute purses for about 3 minutes so you can write your congressperson and urge them to vote no on offshore drilling. Just look at the happy fish picture.  Would you want to hurt a fish this happy? I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a letter that I wrote to my congressperson. Feel free to copy it and send it to yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the address to write your congressperson:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://forms.house.gov/wyr/welcome.shtml"&gt;https://forms.house.gov/wyr/welcome.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will need your 9 digit (not 4) zip code. Don't know it? Don't be ashamed, I didn't! Just go here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zip4.usps.com/zip4/welcome.jsp"&gt;http://zip4.usps.com/zip4/welcome.jsp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks and besos,&lt;br /&gt;Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning Congressman Bilbray,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing this morning to urge you to vote against the offshore drilling plan that President Bush has suggested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offshore drilling is only a temporary solution to a larger issue that won't go away. We will run out of oil. Destroying ocean wildlife may help our cars run longer on oil, but in the long run will not help us solve this issue. Funding resources for alternative energies that will help us sustain life and conserve our environment are key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please vote no on this issue, it is vital for us to preserve what untouched parts of the earth that we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respectfully yours,&lt;br /&gt;Katie Bee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-9099506135258769725?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/9099506135258769725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=9099506135258769725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/9099506135258769725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/9099506135258769725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-offshore-drilling-please.html' title='No offshore drilling please!!'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SHtwkR55U3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/QLN_my49A_8/s72-c/happy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-225487207913793362</id><published>2008-07-08T10:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T13:07:11.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caspers Don't Belong In Havasu</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;var gaJsHost = (("https:" == document.location.protocol) ? "https://ssl." : "http://www.");&lt;br /&gt;document.write(unescape("%3Cscript src='" + gaJsHost + "google-analytics.com/ga.js' type='text/javascript'%3E%3C/script%3E"));&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;var pageTracker = _gat._getTracker("UA-5013925-1");&lt;br /&gt;pageTracker._initData();&lt;br /&gt;pageTracker._trackPageview();&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a self-proclaimed Casper. I am as white as they come, nay, transparent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Mr. Pirates and my fourth anniversary of boyfriend/girfriendism together, we trucked it up to Havasu. Although I love Mr. Pirates to death, I don't love hot weather, or direct sunlight. Or rednecks. Luckily he was understanding and let me dwell in the cool air-conditioned house, while it was 120 degrees outside. No joke. 120.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our main reason for going: The Black Bear Diner, or as we like to call it, Hungry Bear Jamboree. Why do we call it that? I have no idea. I think we are just really corny.  Steve likes it because the ham there is an inch thick. I like it because there are bears everywhere, and breakfast is my favorite meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the unfortunate reasons that although Havasu has the Hungry Bear Jamboree, it equals Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only mall there had the following stores:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walmart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SHOjQXED_vI/AAAAAAAAABc/R5HldBdU5K8/s1600-h/walmart.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SHOjQXED_vI/AAAAAAAAABc/R5HldBdU5K8/s320/walmart.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220695894516825842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JC Penny's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SHOjt7bR-5I/AAAAAAAAABk/oc9u4oG89Yg/s1600-h/pennys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 188px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SHOjt7bR-5I/AAAAAAAAABk/oc9u4oG89Yg/s320/pennys.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220696402494094226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dillards&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SHOkYV3ghwI/AAAAAAAAABs/xTXUvrrvoXo/s1600-h/dillards.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 199px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SHOkYV3ghwI/AAAAAAAAABs/xTXUvrrvoXo/s320/dillards.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220697131146315522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have nothing against Dillards (that I know of) but come on!!! That's not a mall!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once again, 120 degrees. That shouldn't even be a real temperature! I am sad that unfortunately as global warming increases, I will probably be the first to go due to climate change. I just suck at heat adjusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went dog vigilante all weekend and not only yelled at a redneck in a restaurant for keeping his dog in the car while he had an hour long breakfast, but made Mr. Pirates circle around a neighbor's house to make sure that a dog that was tied up was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like dogs, ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-225487207913793362?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/225487207913793362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=225487207913793362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/225487207913793362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/225487207913793362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/07/caspers-dont-belong-in-havasu.html' title='Caspers Don&apos;t Belong In Havasu'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SHOjQXED_vI/AAAAAAAAABc/R5HldBdU5K8/s72-c/walmart.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-3822680122967079263</id><published>2008-06-23T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T12:00:23.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Mom, Can I Stay Home and Work?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.treehugger.com/files/telecommuting-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i.treehugger.com/files/telecommuting-02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little black beetle will be one of these cars stuck in never-ending traffic by October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the 3 nice things about living where I do now is my short commute to work. The freeway is right next to my house, and I work off of the first off-ramp. Neat huh? It's not short enough that I could ride my bike, but it's a pretty short commute, as far as commuting goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mr. and I are looking to move this October a bit farther away, and the only real bummer will be my 10 minute drive to work. Boo. Simple option - telecommuting. Cuts down on traffic and gasoline, which cuts down on oil shortages, pollution, and traffic grumpiness. Since I do internet marketing, everything I need to access can be accessed at home. Even if I just worked from home one day a week, I'd save 7,000 trees a year. Yes, I did just make up that statistic because I work in marketing, not science, and don't know how many trees I'd actually save. My guess is that it would be a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, telecommuting would be a great option. There is absolutely nothing, except getting face time with people, that I couldn't just do at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a great article about the joys of telecommuting on &lt;a href="http://www.treehugger.com/files/2008/06/telecommuting-statistics-information-surveys.php"&gt;TreeHugger&lt;/a&gt;. So please people, call my boss and let her know that this is really in everyone's best interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the other top two things about living where I live:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Lizards&lt;br /&gt;3. Bumble Trees (aka really pretty trees filled with angry bees). Maybe I should think of a new #3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-3822680122967079263?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/3822680122967079263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=3822680122967079263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/3822680122967079263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/3822680122967079263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-little-black-beetle-will-be-one-of.html' title='Please Mom, Can I Stay Home and Work?'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-7602658105810295589</id><published>2008-06-16T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T15:33:49.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heart Anthropologie</title><content type='html'>seriously. Every little thing about that darn overpriced store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Forum Shops @ Caesar's this weekend in Vegas and I managed to drag Steve in for 15 minutes of pure bliss. Why can't I go on a show where they give me 10K to spend there? I guarantee I could do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current obsession:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SFbp71tP5zI/AAAAAAAAABM/3Af2Kz9COwg/s1600-h/owls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 184px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SFbp71tP5zI/AAAAAAAAABM/3Af2Kz9COwg/s320/owls.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212610832966346546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an owl sake kit (owl pot and shot glasses). I could pour sake out of the little owl nose and drink out of the little owl heads. Wait...that sounds a little bad. :[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-7602658105810295589?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/7602658105810295589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=7602658105810295589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/7602658105810295589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/7602658105810295589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-heart-anthropologie.html' title='I Heart Anthropologie'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SFbp71tP5zI/AAAAAAAAABM/3Af2Kz9COwg/s72-c/owls.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-8372074211102202059</id><published>2008-06-05T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T08:30:16.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Done and Done. Love, Hillary</title><content type='html'>Hillary Clinton is done. It was reported this morning that she, "will be speaking on Saturday about how together we can rally the party behind Senator Obama. The stakes are too high and the task before us too important to do otherwise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this could have been done so long ago. I don't claim to be a political strategist unless I'm really drunk, but it seems to me like she should have dropped out much longer ago to help strengthen the democratic party and to rally the people who didn't support Obama for whatever reason. McCain has been the nominee since March, and has been able to campaign since then, perhaps giving him a slight advantage. Obama needs to campaign hardcore now until November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes it difficult to even fathom having Hillary as a VP since most Obama lovers are wondering why she has damaged this campaign for so long and might now be looking to jump on the train. Although it would be almost comical to see an odd couple like Obama and Clinton run for president, I don't personally believe that it would be the winning ticket to the White House. It's like a political version of Heidi Klum and Seal, but without the funny looking kids. It's just hard to think of the people in the red states (further known as Jesus Land) voting for a woman and an African-American. It's sad, but I really don't think that our country has let go of it's prejudices enough to elect people who would be better for our country than McCain because of race and gender, and I really think that race and gender factors combined, it would probably make their heads explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's my $0.03.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-8372074211102202059?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/8372074211102202059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=8372074211102202059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/8372074211102202059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/8372074211102202059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/06/done-and-done-love-hillary.html' title='Done and Done. Love, Hillary'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-8527433443113685743</id><published>2008-06-04T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T18:40:47.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I'm pretty much famous</title><content type='html'>In your face ex-boyfriends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, we don't look that fuzzy in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theacorn.com/news/2008/0529/family/044p1_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.theacorn.com/news/2008/0529/family/044p1_lg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVEBIRDS- Katie Bee of Agoura Hills is engaged to Steven Pirates of San Diego. Katie is a 2001 graduate of Agoura High School and 2005 graduate of San Diego State University. Steven is a graduate of University of Massachusettes and is a student at California Western School of Law. The couple will wed in San Diego in November.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-8527433443113685743?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/8527433443113685743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=8527433443113685743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/8527433443113685743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/8527433443113685743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-im-pretty-much-famous.html' title='So I&apos;m pretty much famous'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-8404515719424417041</id><published>2008-06-02T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T15:22:13.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Bleeding? Eww.</title><content type='html'>At work I'm fortunate (?) enough to be able to music. Most of the music that is acceptable is adult contemporary, which, coming from working at a rock music venue, I'm not really used to. This particular song which plays every 45 minutes just grosses me out every time. If it was written by a man, I'd say he was a&lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/hemophiliac"&gt; hemophiliac&lt;/a&gt;. Just gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leona Lewis - Bleeding Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closed off from love&lt;br /&gt;I didn't need the pain&lt;br /&gt;Once or twice was enough&lt;br /&gt;And it was all in vain&lt;br /&gt;Time starts to pass&lt;br /&gt;Before you know it you're frozen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something happened&lt;br /&gt;For the very first time with you&lt;br /&gt;My heart melts into the ground&lt;br /&gt;Found something true&lt;br /&gt;And everyone's looking round&lt;br /&gt;Thinking I'm going crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care what they say&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;They try to pull me away&lt;br /&gt;But they don't know the truth&lt;br /&gt;My heart's crippled by the vein&lt;br /&gt;That I keep on closing&lt;br /&gt;You cut me open and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;I keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;You cut me open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard not to hear&lt;br /&gt;But they talk so loud&lt;br /&gt;Their piercing sounds fill my ears&lt;br /&gt;Try to fill me with doubt&lt;br /&gt;Yet I know that the goal&lt;br /&gt;Is to keep me from falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing's greater&lt;br /&gt;Than the rush that comes with your embrace&lt;br /&gt;And in this world of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="lyricsContent"&gt;I see your face&lt;br /&gt;Yet everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;Thinks that I'm going crazy, maybe, maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care what they say&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;They try to pull me away&lt;br /&gt;But they don't know the truth&lt;br /&gt;My heart's crippled by the vein&lt;br /&gt;That I keep on closing&lt;br /&gt;You cut me open and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;I keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;You cut me open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's draining all of me&lt;br /&gt;Oh they find it hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;I'll be wearing these scars&lt;br /&gt;For everyone to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care what they say&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;They try to pull me away&lt;br /&gt;But they don't know the truth&lt;br /&gt;My heart's crippled by the vein&lt;br /&gt;That I keep on closing&lt;br /&gt;You cut me open and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;I keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;You cut me open and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;I keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;I keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;You cut me open and I&lt;br /&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Keep, keep bleeding love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-8404515719424417041?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/8404515719424417041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=8404515719424417041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/8404515719424417041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/8404515719424417041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/06/keep-bleeding-eww.html' title='Keep Bleeding? Eww.'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-4369680881566053741</id><published>2008-06-02T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T15:30:36.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eff You Scott Prichard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SEQ3pfSfcUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Scn_J7KMcT8/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SEQ3pfSfcUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Scn_J7KMcT8/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207348255060357442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We found a dog Saturday. We also found a cat Saturday in a separate incident, but that's not as dramatic of a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was going to be a relaxing day. Steve and I jaunted over to the grocery store so I could buy him cookies. He really likes cookies. Since we had just purchased a wedding present for my friend, I didn't figure out until we were in line at the store that my wallet was still sitting on my couch at home. We left said groceries and ran home to get the wallet, and then back to the store. On the way back, there was a dog running through traffic that just about got hit. These are the events which followed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K: THERE'S A DOG IN THE STREET! GO GET THE DOG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Steve tumbles out of car while I am still driving to catch the dog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Steve catches dog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Katie finally pulls over and to put dog in the car)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught a bonafide large slobber dog. After catching the dog, we drive by the pet store to get a leash. There's a tag on the dog but the number is disconnected and information doesn't bring anything up. Since going to an animal shelter wasn't an option (there was no way we were going&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SERznJO_vBI/AAAAAAAAABE/DqxyzgWPnbA/s1600-h/dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 209px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SERznJO_vBI/AAAAAAAAABE/DqxyzgWPnbA/s320/dog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207414185478044690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to bring an unneutered pitbull male to a kill-shelter) we took him to the vet since he had a cut foot and was pretty underweight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 hours and $350 later, we had ourselves a dog. We took him back to our condo, much to the dismay of our two cats, cleaned out the spare bedroom, and shacked up with the dog on our futon. I had the fun job of sleeping (well, not really sleeping, more like being spooned by a giant dog and staying awake) with the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had searched Craigslist for any missing pets, googled Scott Prichard, missing pitbulls, and everything else in the San Diego area. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I can become extremely extremely attached to the dog (note that I was already extremely attached, although Steve warned me not to be) I decided to MySpace his name. There he was in all of his duechebag glory - Scott Prichard. A 30 year old comic book fan (but not the cool, hipster, comic book fan, the bonehead who has anger issues and can't read above a 2nd grade reading level so he has to read things with pictures kind of comic book fan), Scott Prichard was there right in front of me, and there was a picture of my dog on his stupid comments. I couldn't keep the dog. I had to at least write him and see if he wanted it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog had a foot infection, which he got while living with this scumface. He hadn't been neutered, and if the dog hadn't been ridiculously affectionate I would've called the shelter for animal abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd think if you lost your dog you'd come right over to get it, excited that you were given a second chance. Not in this case. Scott Prichard showed up 45 minutes later, although he lived 6 blocks from our house. Then he asked to see a receipt for the vet bills. Seriously? We saved your darn dog. It has a foot infection. I'm giving it back. Are you really going to test my credibility? Then the dog got away while he was holding it. He ran after it. Then he came back so we could lecture him on the responsibilities of having a dog. Steve made sure to mention that if he didn't want to take care of it anymore we would be happy to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scott Prichard took my dog. Eff you Scott Prichard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-4369680881566053741?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/4369680881566053741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=4369680881566053741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/4369680881566053741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/4369680881566053741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/06/eff-you-scott-prichard.html' title='Eff You Scott Prichard'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/SEQ3pfSfcUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Scn_J7KMcT8/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-6341139472547622847</id><published>2008-05-22T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T08:55:31.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real (BAD) Men of Genius</title><content type='html'>Almost 10 years ago (1999) Miller Light first began their "Real Men of Genius" Campaign. This advertising ploy basically consists of everyday Joe's and people with funny or menial jobs who the commercial then pays tribute to (and use an awesome background vocalist).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I heard one of these unsung-hero advertisements I laughed my ass off. And then I though, wow, Miller Light sounds awesome, I should buy a case!! This may have also been because I was about 16 years old and really, anything that contains alcohol seems like the best idea ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash forward to 2008 and what do my ears hear on the radio but the Real Men of Genius! Unfortunately, it's not funny. In fact, it's about as funny as if Budweiser brought back their frogs -  who were also funny at first- and pretended as if no time had lapsed. Why hasn't anyone else said anything about this?? I feel like I'm taking crazy pills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note: According to Wikipedia, the commercials have been running steadily throughout the years, but I swear on a stack of bibles that I haven't heard any of these until about a month ago. Regardless, my position is still the same - old news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-6341139472547622847?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/6341139472547622847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=6341139472547622847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/6341139472547622847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/6341139472547622847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/05/real-bad-men-of-genius.html' title='Real (BAD) Men of Genius'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1539246256153546303.post-8513435152070139467</id><published>2008-05-20T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T12:59:57.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegetarianism For Picky Eaters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gardenburger.com/_graphics/products/burgers/original-box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 128px;" src="http://www.gardenburger.com/_graphics/products/burgers/original-box.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped eating meat at 13 after a teacher made us watch a video about slaughterhouses. I came home that day and announced to my parents that I was never eating meat again. This didn't go over well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being vegetarian is a billion times easier and more acceptable now. Almost everything has a veggie alternative, to chicken fingers and corn dogs, to ribs and hamburgers. There is even vegan pizza that contains cheese with no animal products! Mind bottling!! BTW, I've never tried veggie ribs. I just don't even know how to start comprehending that product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unfortunate thing for me is that I am a VERY picky eater. I don't like most fruits and only a few vegetables. Makes it kinda hard to try to stay on the veggie path. Anyway, here is a short list of things that even I will eat, and that I have survived off of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some of my favorite veggie products for beginners and for picky eaters like me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.gardenburger.com/"&gt;Gardenburger&lt;/a&gt; Original Burgers (I am kind of anti the veggie burgers that are supposed to taste and feel like meat. Just not as good if you ask me.)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.seeveggiesdifferently.com/"&gt;Morningstar Farms&lt;/a&gt; Veggie Corn Dogs&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.seeveggiesdifferently.com/"&gt;Morningstar Farms&lt;/a&gt; Breakfast Links/Patties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other random veggie foods:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hummus with carrots/bell peppers (I like the kind that has the olive oil and pine nuts, but I can't remember the name for the life of me)&lt;br /&gt;- Artichokes and balsamic vinegar&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.worldpantry.com/cgi-bin/ncommerce3/CategoryDisplay?cgmenbr=1279010&amp;amp;cgrfnbr=1339443"&gt;Pad Thai&lt;/a&gt; with tofu&lt;br /&gt;- Tofu with curry and brown rice&lt;br /&gt;- Grilled corn&lt;br /&gt;- Bean and cheese burritos&lt;br /&gt;- Jamba juice smoothies&lt;br /&gt;-Edameme&lt;br /&gt;- Yogurt (I like &lt;a href="http://www.stonyfield.com/"&gt;Stonyfield Farms&lt;/a&gt;, which I always want to call Storybrook Farms, making the people at the grocery store probably think I have the mentality of a 5 year old.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1539246256153546303-8513435152070139467?l=hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/feeds/8513435152070139467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1539246256153546303&amp;postID=8513435152070139467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/8513435152070139467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1539246256153546303/posts/default/8513435152070139467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hellomrnarwhal.blogspot.com/2008/05/vegetarianism-for-picky-eaters.html' title='Vegetarianism For Picky Eaters'/><author><name>KatieBee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05299385815282071295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FlYNHXr6Q-E/Sf1T38OKpuI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fBV4VfzgIPE/S220/head.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
