<?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-1875879714571651572</id><updated>2011-12-13T22:32:17.723-05:00</updated><category term='Monday sucks'/><category term='music'/><category term='redheaded step child'/><category term='funny picture off google images'/><category term='nuts'/><category term='Bruce Dern'/><category term='John McCain'/><category term='The Trip'/><title type='text'>The Life and Times</title><subtitle type='html'>Please enjoy my updates of musings, illustrations, photographs and inspirations</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-3719603991511845718</id><published>2011-03-24T19:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T19:22:19.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old ads from Saturday morning cartoons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I hate to be doing this- every generation makes such a hoo ha about nostalgia, but this is great.  Really brings back fun memories and early consumer desires. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/anjyiO754hU" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YSO3VyXS3PA" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PUueISKfIus" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-3719603991511845718?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3719603991511845718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=3719603991511845718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/3719603991511845718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/3719603991511845718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2011/03/old-ads-from-saturday-morning-cartoons.html' title='Old ads from Saturday morning cartoons'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/anjyiO754hU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-2727262443270898609</id><published>2009-04-03T16:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:03:45.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems on a slow Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Killian asked me to write him poems since I told him I was bored at work.  Here they are, in all their glory.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 1ex;"&gt;      &lt;div&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;A poem to celebrate Killian Escobedo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;K is for killer butt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;I is for Indigo eyeballs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;L is for loving soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;L is for loyalty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;I is for injustice fighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;A is for awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;N is for Never a dorky person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;E is for elephant penis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;S is for super duper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;C is for caring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;O is for original&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;B is for blossoming love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;E is for Escobedo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;D is for declaration of joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;O is for opportunity awaits &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here's one written (sort of) in iambic pentameter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's entitled "Ann takes a long time leaving especially when she's riding her bike"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He waits for her, as patience alludes quietly,&lt;br /&gt;She bumbles and swears as metal hits flesh.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! How leaving the house lengthens days&lt;br /&gt;And slowly we die as Ann leaves the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And finally, a limerick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;There once was a couple on Treat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Who drank every beer that they meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;He got really fat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Her liver went splat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Now they lay under six feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Apple Chancery;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-2727262443270898609?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2727262443270898609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=2727262443270898609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/2727262443270898609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/2727262443270898609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2009/04/poems-on-slow-friday.html' title='Poems on a slow Friday'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-4107238877977780975</id><published>2008-12-23T16:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T16:26:34.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Christmas time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SVFXVulZ-6I/AAAAAAAAAwM/090-trEb0to/s1600-h/upside-down-christmas-tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SVFXVulZ-6I/AAAAAAAAAwM/090-trEb0to/s400/upside-down-christmas-tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283099868676094882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love this time of year but you know what I am already dreading?  The last day of vacation and having to get ready for work the next day.  Merry Christmas, everyone!  Fuck that PC shit.  MERRY CHRISTMAS.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-4107238877977780975?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4107238877977780975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=4107238877977780975' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/4107238877977780975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/4107238877977780975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-christmas-time.html' title='It&apos;s Christmas time!'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SVFXVulZ-6I/AAAAAAAAAwM/090-trEb0to/s72-c/upside-down-christmas-tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-3685204635514200713</id><published>2008-12-04T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T13:19:03.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This makes me want to barf</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Halliburten is getting sued!  Read this nasty shit- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"The lawsuit also accuses KBR of shipping ice in mortuary trucks that "still had traces of body fluids and putrefied remains in them when they were loaded with ice. This ice was served to U.S. forces."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Eller also accuses KBR of failing to maintain a medical incinerator at Joint Base Balad, which has been confirmed by two surgeons in interviews with Military Times about the Balad burn pit. Instead, according to the lawsuit and the physicians, medical waste, such as needles, amputated body parts and bloody bandages were burned in the open-air pit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"Wild dogs in the area raided the burn pit and carried off human remains," the lawsuit states. "The wild dogs could be seen roaming the base with body parts in their mouths, to the great distress of the U.S. forces."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See original here-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; http://www.armytimes.com/news/2008/12/military_kbr_lawsuit_121508w/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-3685204635514200713?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3685204635514200713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=3685204635514200713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/3685204635514200713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/3685204635514200713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-makes-me-want-to-barf.html' title='This makes me want to barf'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-2822370371903262873</id><published>2008-11-24T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:14:16.525-05:00</updated><title type='text'>project i did for class</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6eac1cfbb4b5c170" 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://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6eac1cfbb4b5c170%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329989915%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D76BD1F34F80B2AEFC06F5436EF8678ECBDE2979C.3FCBE97913CEA8CCE0EDBD66178121C7D9E45A21%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6eac1cfbb4b5c170%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2b3vwxiV9NytWaWxTRSenUJU_l8&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://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6eac1cfbb4b5c170%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329989915%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D76BD1F34F80B2AEFC06F5436EF8678ECBDE2979C.3FCBE97913CEA8CCE0EDBD66178121C7D9E45A21%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6eac1cfbb4b5c170%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2b3vwxiV9NytWaWxTRSenUJU_l8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;FYI it's super jumpy posted.  It's better looking otherwise but you get the jist of it and I wanted to share anyway.  This was done with Flash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-2822370371903262873?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6eac1cfbb4b5c170&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2822370371903262873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=2822370371903262873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/2822370371903262873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/2822370371903262873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/11/project-i-did-for-class.html' title='project i did for class'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-5319198483592499227</id><published>2008-11-18T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:56:26.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facsimilie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Look at this email I received in response to a PDF menu I sent to someone-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My computer couldn't deal with the fonts embedded in the PDF so the menu is unreadable. Is it possibe to fax it? My fax number is xxx-xxx-xxxx"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I did notice her area code to be Santa Cruz, so I guess I shouldn't be that surprised.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love and hate fax machines. I love them because I think they're ridiculous.  I hate them for a plethora of reasons including the noises it makes, the slow, slow whirring sound of paper being fed through it, and I really hate when you get a busy signal or accidentally call a live number not a fax number.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;LEARN TO USE PDFs AND SCANNERS, PEOPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-5319198483592499227?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5319198483592499227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=5319198483592499227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/5319198483592499227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/5319198483592499227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/11/facsimilie.html' title='Facsimilie'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-786635481565681500</id><published>2008-11-11T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T17:25:01.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I like the sexy one on the left</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SRoF7fcBsZI/AAAAAAAAAwE/jXot3DZy8FY/s1600-h/middle_school_pregnant_teens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SRoF7fcBsZI/AAAAAAAAAwE/jXot3DZy8FY/s400/middle_school_pregnant_teens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267529233772687762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I came across this retarded article while looking up weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://climate.weather.com/articles/teentv110301.html?page=1"&gt;TV shows cause teen sex! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Even though blaming the current administration is old and tired, I blame Bush.  Under Bush, abstinence education trumped common sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  He put abstinence education in the budget in 2002, then in 2006 for the first time in 15 years the amount of pregger teens rose 3%.  Correlation?  Yah.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-786635481565681500?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/786635481565681500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=786635481565681500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/786635481565681500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/786635481565681500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-like-sexy-one-on-left.html' title='I like the sexy one on the left'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SRoF7fcBsZI/AAAAAAAAAwE/jXot3DZy8FY/s72-c/middle_school_pregnant_teens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-7871853775148856095</id><published>2008-11-05T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T17:49:13.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Man, I can't remember the last time I was this happy.  It's like a weight has been lifted.  I feel like my little part in the process, no matter how small, was historic.  Just thinking about last night when they said he was the 44th president was just....  beautiful.  Everyone was jubilant.  I CANNOT think of anytime recently that I have felt so wonderfully happy and joyous.  It really has been a dark time and a lot of us sadly began to think that was status quo.  It will stay dark for a while, but I am looking forward to our country being fucking AWESOME again.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-7871853775148856095?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7871853775148856095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=7871853775148856095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/7871853775148856095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/7871853775148856095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay.html' title='Yay!'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-1257280010858573054</id><published>2008-11-04T12:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T13:28:19.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I voted this morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It took quite a while to vote, a little over an hour.  Voting in San Francisco is always kinda funny- there was about a whole alphabet of items to vote for, 22, all the way up to the letter V.  Most of them serious but often times there are joke items like naming the sewage plant after George W. Bush.&lt;br /&gt;My waiting experience was nothing like what my sister Camille experienced in New Orleans.  She voted early on a weekend, and it took &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4.5 hours of waiting&lt;/span&gt;.  The mayor was asking people why they were voting early, and she said most of them wanted to make sure that their vote counted. &lt;br /&gt;What an exciting day!!! I hope Obama wins.  I wore my Obama shirt under another shirt today for good luck.  No on discrimination, oh I mean prop 8, no on 4, and no on naming the sewage plant in San Francisco George W Bush! (Albeit funny, it's too negative for my taste.)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-1257280010858573054?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1257280010858573054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=1257280010858573054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/1257280010858573054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/1257280010858573054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-voted-this-morning.html' title='I voted this morning'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-7808138298974582849</id><published>2008-10-30T17:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T18:27:57.972-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i have too much time on my hands.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Occasionally I like to check out what's going on in other areas of this vast country.  Here are three highlights from a quiet afternoon of web surfing really random websites.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Bill O'Reilly's website.  Here's a fantastic piece of journalism, posted as a link smack in the middle of his website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/uknews/3283462/Blondes-make-good-girlfriends-but-brunettes-are-better-wives.html"&gt;"Blondes make good girlfriends but brunettes better wives."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Utah interests me because we drove through SLC once and I recall their newspaper being 1000% fluff.  The websites not as bad as I thought it would be but check out a local news station website- they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.kutv.com/content/news/local/default.aspx"&gt;POST the images of criminals! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I thought this fluff piece from Tennessee was especially awesome-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://tennessean.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20081017/PROMO/81017076/"&gt; man plays banjo during surgery.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I think it served a purpose since it looked like some sort of brain procedure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.  Or, not! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-7808138298974582849?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7808138298974582849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=7808138298974582849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/7808138298974582849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/7808138298974582849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-too-much-time-on-my-hands.html' title='i have too much time on my hands.'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-2458394499746338978</id><published>2008-10-30T13:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T16:09:47.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween party on Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SQn2VdplffI/AAAAAAAAAo8/x_ctC3Glj4o/s1600-h/Halloween.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SQn2VdplffI/AAAAAAAAAo8/x_ctC3Glj4o/s400/Halloween.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263008488155872754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We are going to have people over, start your night with us around 8PM for drinks and tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;  We want to be boring and end early.  Think cocktail not rager.  So come early (earlier than 8 even) or not at all!  WUAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-2458394499746338978?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2458394499746338978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=2458394499746338978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/2458394499746338978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/2458394499746338978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-party-on-friday.html' title='Halloween party on Friday'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SQn2VdplffI/AAAAAAAAAo8/x_ctC3Glj4o/s72-c/Halloween.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-3191246396817564562</id><published>2008-10-29T13:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:58:01.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloweeny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Killian and I are going there.  We are doing a couple costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted, it's mainly because I procrastinated too long and I don't know what else to be.  So anyway below is a picture of us in our costumes, I'm Luigi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darnit, they took my previous picture off the net.  (I didn't really want that pic on my computer here at work.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another not as funny one-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SQn1eRjCPzI/AAAAAAAAAo0/RfLKbsZJ0CE/s1600-h/mario-luigi-costumes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SQn1eRjCPzI/AAAAAAAAAo0/RfLKbsZJ0CE/s320/mario-luigi-costumes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263007540014366514" 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/1875879714571651572-3191246396817564562?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3191246396817564562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=3191246396817564562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/3191246396817564562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/3191246396817564562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloweeny.html' title='Halloweeny'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SQn1eRjCPzI/AAAAAAAAAo0/RfLKbsZJ0CE/s72-c/mario-luigi-costumes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-4587727343252315922</id><published>2008-10-28T12:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T16:27:56.570-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny picture off google images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuts'/><title type='text'>An update for my friend cyberspace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;UPDATE.  I still don't like the new TV on the Radio.  Sometimes first impressions are right, but I would never say that's true all the time with music.  This time my shit music monitor was spot on.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For music that doesn't suck, check out &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/deerhunter"&gt;Deerhunter&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;They are most definitely reverb happy, which normally annoys me, but it's still pretty good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last night Killian and I saw David Sedaris at the War Memorial Opera House.  He told some funny jokes- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what do you call nuts on a wall?"  Answer-  walnuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what do you call nuts on your chest?"   Answer- chestnuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what do you call nuts on your chin?"   Answer- a dick in your mouth!&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SQdEA8IZ8CI/AAAAAAAAAos/1Yacjq12ZRA/s1600-h/funny-picture-photo-child-toilet-massdistraction-pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SQdEA8IZ8CI/AAAAAAAAAos/1Yacjq12ZRA/s320/funny-picture-photo-child-toilet-massdistraction-pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262249472537784354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-4587727343252315922?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4587727343252315922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=4587727343252315922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/4587727343252315922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/4587727343252315922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/10/update-for-my-friend-cyberspace.html' title='An update for my friend cyberspace'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SQdEA8IZ8CI/AAAAAAAAAos/1Yacjq12ZRA/s72-c/funny-picture-photo-child-toilet-massdistraction-pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-4455562336724227373</id><published>2008-10-21T17:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T17:15:01.107-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oops</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been using Vuze at work which I'm thinking might not be a good idea.  I was looking for Stereolab albums and I found one.  Well, turned out it wasn't one. It was 16 ALBUMS totaling 1.58 GB.  Well at least I'm in Stereolab heaven.  And I'm seeing them tonight! Woo Hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thehoodinternet.com/edan_stereolab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.thehoodinternet.com/edan_stereolab.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/1875879714571651572-4455562336724227373?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4455562336724227373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=4455562336724227373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/4455562336724227373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/4455562336724227373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/10/oops.html' title='oops'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-2469469783377004657</id><published>2008-10-13T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T14:27:46.070-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redheaded step child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday sucks'/><title type='text'>You learn something new every day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I learned today "Miss Ann" is a term for a "woman of European descent who runs a household which employs female workers of African descent to perform tasks such as cooking, cleaning, ironing, etc."  Basically it's a term for a racist white bitch who took advantage of cheap black labor in the south, maybe even during slave times, and is a very negative term.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dammit!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Until now I was only always embarrassed by the term "red-headed step child," since I literally was a red headed step child growing up!  NOW me, super white ANN, fits the definition of TWO shitty cliches.  Granted I personally don't employ black people but I am super white and my name is Ann, that's bad enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1875879714571651572-2469469783377004657?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2469469783377004657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=2469469783377004657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/2469469783377004657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/2469469783377004657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-learn-something-new-every-day.html' title='You learn something new every day'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-3273865781758389575</id><published>2008-10-07T12:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T13:06:10.129-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New actually original google tool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.ebaumsworld.com/picture/xevious22/BeerGoogles-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://media.ebaumsworld.com/picture/xevious22/BeerGoogles-1.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://blog.wired.com/business/2008/10/googles-mail-go.html"&gt;Good idea for those bad idea nights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-3273865781758389575?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3273865781758389575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=3273865781758389575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/3273865781758389575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/3273865781758389575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-actually-original-google-tool.html' title='New actually original google tool'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-5242978130079307966</id><published>2008-10-03T12:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T13:00:28.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock knock knocking on heaven's door</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am sort of a morbid person, that kinda happens to you if you lose someone close to you when you are a kid.  But lately I feel like death is getting closer and closer to me!  EEERRRIIEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been two fatal shootings on Treat Ave, my street, in the last two months.  So, that sucks. Then, this 28 year old guy got hit by a drugged tranny at 21st and Mission at 8AM in the morning last weekend.  The poor dude was just walking to work!  21st is my cross street.  Finally, this SF girl was killed in New Orleans, where my sister lives.  That's tragic.   I only recently went to NO and get this- the girl was 25 like me and her birthday was Jan 22- she was two days older than me.  And only yesterday Killian and I were discussing a cross country road trip, which is similar to what this girl was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily there are some LESSONS LEARNED- don't deal drugs on the street, don't join the Hell's Angels, don't walk on Mission Street and always be aware of traffic (don't turn iPod up too high) and finally, don't ride my bike through the Ninth ward in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really think I'm going to die today or tomorrow (knock on wood) but tragic deaths like these remind me to make the most of this life!  Kids, wear your helmets, don't get too wasted and start fights, don't join motorcycle gangs, and always watch your back.  Let's make it to at least 45 when its more about cancer and heart attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://digitalphilosophy.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/death.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://digitalphilosophy.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/death.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/1875879714571651572-5242978130079307966?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5242978130079307966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=5242978130079307966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/5242978130079307966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/5242978130079307966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/10/knock-knock-knocking-on-heavens-door.html' title='Knock knock knocking on heaven&apos;s door'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-733153087179094028</id><published>2008-10-01T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T13:53:12.586-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John McCain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bruce Dern'/><title type='text'>BRUCE DERN IS THE BEST</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was originally going to write about John McCain, but why bother when people like actor BRUCE DERN are so much cooler?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tvguide.com/images/pgimg/big-love-dern32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.tvguide.com/images/pgimg/big-love-dern32.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last night I watched "The Trip," a movie by Roger Corman about LSD starring Peter Fonda, costarring Dennis Hopper and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001136/"&gt;Bruce Dern&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (of the HBO series Big Love and a personal favorite, The Burbs).  It chronicles Peter Fonda taking acid and Bruce Dern is supposed to lead him through the "trip" but Peter wanders off and has lots of sex with a girl that's both a new love interest and his ex-wife.  TRIIPPPYY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.guidetoliteraryagents.com/blog/content/binary/dern%20small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.guidetoliteraryagents.com/blog/content/binary/dern%20small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read Brucy's IMDB, you will learn the sad story of how he has been underutilized in his acting career. For example.  Its been argued (by who I have no idea) he should have played the role of The Great Gatsby rather than Robert Redford.  But, sadly, looking at the guy you see why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, his grandfather was a governor of Utah, which makes me think he's from Mormon decent.  But that's speculation I have no idea.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bruce Dern's daughter is Laura Dern, of Jurrasic Park and Blue Velvet (with, again, Dennis Hopper).&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And what else?  His god-mother was Eleanor Roosevelt and his son-in-law is Ben Harper.  What a weird but awesome family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was looking for a picture of McCain and I was struck by how much McCain looks like Bruce Dern in the pictures below.  They don't look that much alike otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  Maybe you disagree, I dunno, the more I look at it the less I see it but that was my initial reaction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.spookytoms.com/TR-BruceDern.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.spookytoms.com/TR-BruceDern.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Bruce Dern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wonkette.com/assets/resources/2007/10/mccain40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://wonkette.com/assets/resources/2007/10/mccain40.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;John McCain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The reason I was looking for a picture of John McCain is because of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.crooksandliars.com/2008/10/01/iowa-newspaper-editorial-board-to-mccain-havent-you-lived-your-entire-adult-life-with-taxpayer-funded-health-care/#respond"&gt;this.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the conclusion of your much needed introduction to Bruce Dern. Did you ever think in your wildest dreams you would know so much about the man?  You are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-733153087179094028?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/733153087179094028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=733153087179094028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/733153087179094028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/733153087179094028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/10/bruce-dern-is-best.html' title='BRUCE DERN IS THE BEST'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-4402913819758828992</id><published>2008-09-25T16:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T18:25:37.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First impression of "Dear Science," TV on the Radio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wow I can't believe this album is getting such positive reviews.  It's pretty uninspired and pop-ish.  "Family Tree" is like a wannabe Coldplay epic and "Dancing Choose" is a Dan Deacon ripoff. It makes me cringe a little it's so bad.  They do this thing on a few songs where the music is discordant, which can be cool in certain situations.  Here, to me, it just sounds wrong.  Judge for yourself but my first impression here is "blah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's lacking the flirtations with darkness the other albums touched on.  You can tell the studio quality is super high, which I think takes away from the great, gritty sound of the singer's voice and makes the instruments lack soul.  I wanted to like it because I've enjoyed their other two albums but I can't talk myself into it.  It has a good song here and there, "Golden Age" is fine, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; the instruments get good on "Lover's Day," in an Arcade Fire, crescendoing way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; "DLZ" progressively gets more interesting but the sort of singing/rapping reminds you of rap rock from the 90s.  Too soon for that trend, I'm afraid.  Overall a forgettable album.  Pitchfork gave it a high number as well as Spin.  They are plain wrong. Don't buy it, I'll give you my burned version if you want to give it a try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I want to stress this is my first impression, because too many times to count in the past I've hated albums at first but then enjoyed them later on.  So, I promise to listen to the album a few more times and then give an update.  Not that you care, but I'm curious for myself to see if I'll change my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q231/frickinawesome_2006/tv_on_the_radio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q231/frickinawesome_2006/tv_on_the_radio.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/1875879714571651572-4402913819758828992?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4402913819758828992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=4402913819758828992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/4402913819758828992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/4402913819758828992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-impression-of-dear-science-tv-on.html' title='First impression of &quot;Dear Science,&quot; TV on the Radio'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-2448078349362765299</id><published>2008-09-21T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:56:36.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's some gangsta shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Instead of going out last night, I decided to watch a marathon of The Wire episodes I had on Netflix.  The Wire, if you haven't seen it, is a great show about crime in Baltimore, Maryland that ranges from street level gang shit to corruption in local government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So basically I was busy watching a cop show when I notice there are flashing lights hitting the blinds on my windows that face the street.  I think it might be a tow truck, not caring much.  But then I hear a megaphone of a woman saying "step out of the vehicle."  I jump up and look out the window to see a black Acura with people in it right in front of our apartment, and 6 COP CARS  in a row  with their lights flashing (no sirens) behind the first cop car.  The cops have their guns pulled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose it.  I run to the bathroom convinced a stray bullet is about to enter my apartment, and Killian, like the really smart guy he is, wants to film the event through our front window with his iPhone.  The woman continues to tell the people to step out of the vehicle, and they aren't complying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A little background- in the last month and a half, there have been two murders on Treat Avenue, my street.  It's extremely unnerving because Treat is normally the calm amongst the storm that is the Mission District.  There were two murders up our street recently and that's been creepy (one was the leader of the Hell's Angels in SF).  And in addition to those two, there have been a lot more shootings around.   I've seen countless cop cars patrolling the area.  And I think most people have become more jumpy and aware of things; it's much quieter on the streets in the evenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So back to last night- I'm listening to the policewoman on the megaphone telling these people to get out of the car, and it was intense because you could tell she was trying to sound calm and authoritative but they weren't getting out of the car and who knows what was happening (I was in the bathroom, and I finally convinced Killian to get the fuck away from the window) but her voice would get excited and nervous and you could tell they didn't have control over the situation yet.  I peek out and see a bit of the street from our bathroom window, and I see a cop running up the street with his gun drawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So that goes on for a while.  Then loudspeaker voice finally starts sounding like people got out of the car and are complying, so we go to our front door (which has a window out) and peek to see what's happening now.  Five kids are getting handcuffed and the cops are looking in the car.  Then Matt walks right up the stairs with his bike, and is in disbelief that he just came home to this.  He said in addition to the 6 cop cars down the street, there are additional squad cars blocking the street up where we can't see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So by this point we are outside standing on our porch, and the excitement is dying down, the kids are being put into squad cars.  There are some cops checking the vehicle, and one opens the trunk of the car.  All of the sudden, like 4 cops jump back and some draw their guns because there was a fucking kid in the trunk!   He was lucky they didn't shoot him because you could tell he scared the shit out of everyone.  Apparently he was in the trunk because there was no room in the car.  THAT was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What we deduced is the kids stole the car and were joy riding or something around the Mission.  They may or may not have been gangsters, to me they just looked like high school kids being retarded, but unlucky for them bad timing because with all the recent murders, the cops are not taking any chances. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At first I started thinking, hmm, maybe we should consider moving, but then I thought, last night they put a total of 9 cop cars on one stolen vehicle that may or may not have been something really serious.  So now I'm thinking, we are probably in the safest place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-2448078349362765299?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2448078349362765299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=2448078349362765299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/2448078349362765299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/2448078349362765299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturday-night.html' title='Here&apos;s some gangsta shit'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-1065699283614988412</id><published>2008-09-16T17:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T17:56:26.298-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally the world is right</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/object/article?o=2&amp;amp;f=/n/a/2008/09/16/international/i114733D04.DTL"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Everything is now okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-1065699283614988412?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1065699283614988412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=1065699283614988412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/1065699283614988412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/1065699283614988412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally-world-is-right.html' title='Finally the world is right'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-523034850824600301</id><published>2008-09-11T13:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:20:08.808-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No more politics from me I promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I will get a hernia if I bother to follow this presidential race every free second of my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   I've been having dreams about it and that's too far in my book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  Reading the Daily Kos is more depressing than dead kittens.  Hearing that people want to vote for McCain because Palin is a woman makes my blood boil.  If I hear one more person say Obama isn't qualified, I will throw up.  So then you'd rather vote for McCain, huh?  That's your argument?  Obama is a fucking self made success.  Went to Harvard.  Is clearly super intelligent.  He's a senator.  He loves this country and fuck if you're president, you HIRE the best people where you're shaky on the issues.  I would love to have him as a representative for my America. &lt;br /&gt;McCain married into money- to a woman who's family that distributes Budweiser.  I love beer, but that's not bettering society now is it.  He's 72 years old.  He's really out of touch with America's economic problems.  He's part of the party that's fucked it up for the last 8 years.  He's insulted women by just picking any woman (a crazy woman) to be on the ticket.  Clearly they're afraid of her too because they won't let the "bulldog" off the leash.  Where is there even an issue here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this post I'm done being political.  I'll keep this blog to irreverant humor.  Modern government overall serves as a mechanism to suck money out of our pockets and find new and interesting ways to tax us little people to serve the interests of the rich.  Doesn't matter what party. I'd like to think otherwise but the Democratic congress is doing jack shit right now, how's it really going to be different?   Obama will be too busy cleaning up a mess to do anything fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why won't they legalize weed?  Can't tax it, too abundant.  Why keep us dependent on oil?  Can't tax solar energy, too abundant (they'll find a way to tax it I don't doubt).  The modern U.S. is built on the rich, competitive, eat or be eaten, get power and stay in power at all costs, Rockefeller way of life.  Federal government is important for civil liberties, but we are becoming too dependent on the idea that the federal government should have its hand in community issues like education and wealthfare.  And our reps have little idea as well; they all come from money.  So.  Fuck it.  Done and done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a cute picture of a kitten!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sharecare.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/cute-animals-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://sharecare.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/cute-animals-1.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/1875879714571651572-523034850824600301?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/523034850824600301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=523034850824600301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/523034850824600301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/523034850824600301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-more-politics-from-me-i-promise.html' title='No more politics from me I promise'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-5936326953962950854</id><published>2008-09-10T18:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T18:32:01.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Polar bears?  That's it.  She's the devil.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lazyenvironmentalist.com/3%20lazy%20polar%20bears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.lazyenvironmentalist.com/3%20lazy%20polar%20bears.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"McCain's vice-presidential pick, Alaskan Gov. Sarah Palin, sued the Bush Administration in federal court recently, charging it was too accepting of climate change studies which overstated the phenomenon's impact on polar bears.  The result, she argued, would be a negative impact on her state's businesses, including oil and gas extraction."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abcnews.go.com/Blotter/story?id=5689165&amp;amp;page=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;See article here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-5936326953962950854?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5936326953962950854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=5936326953962950854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/5936326953962950854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/5936326953962950854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/09/polar-bears-thats-it-she.html' title='Polar bears?  That&apos;s it.  She&apos;s the devil.'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-7672764856661709103</id><published>2008-09-09T18:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T18:46:23.214-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't they understand how the internet works?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Cobject%20width=%22425%22%20height=%22344%22%3E%3Cparam%20name=%22movie%22%20value=%22http://www.youtube.com/v/mQ_tCVnTfJI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1%22%3E%3C/param%3E%3Cparam%20name=%22allowFullScreen%22%20value=%22true%22%3E%3C/param%3E%3Cembed%20src=%22http://www.youtube.com/v/mQ_tCVnTfJI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1%22%20type=%22application/x-shockwave-flash%22%20allowfullscreen=%22true%22%20width=%22425%22%20height=%22344%22%3E%3C/embed%3E%3C/object%3E"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Palin- "Thanks, but no thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The only thing the Republican campaign is allowing Palin to claim is that she told Congress "thanks but no thanks" for the bridge to nowhere up in Alaska.  Well above is a link to Palin specifically saying she would not change "progress" and she would allow Alaska to take the money.&lt;br /&gt;As proven over and over thus far, the Republican party is having difficulty understanding how the internet works and that it is very easy to prove hypocrisy nowadays.  Guess that's what happens when you're a huge bunch of richies who relied on their secretaries a little too much and managed to stay computer illiterate for decades.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She creeps me out.  Can't wait for her to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;allowed&lt;/span&gt; to speak for herself and sound like the crazy she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-7672764856661709103?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7672764856661709103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=7672764856661709103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/7672764856661709103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/7672764856661709103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-they-understand-how-internet-works.html' title='Don&apos;t they understand how the internet works?'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-6600183148365255871</id><published>2008-09-09T13:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:24:33.922-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality killed the Video Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wow, MTV sucks.  I know this isn't news but  I watched the VMAs yesterday a la DVR and I did a lot of fast forwarding.  It's a shadow of what it once was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't decide if maybe it always sucked and I grew out of it, or if it just sucks now.  I've decided it was probably bad when I liked it, but it's definitely gotten worse.  They don't show videos anymore, and the small stable of stars they work hard to promote mostly suck- Pink?! I didn't know she ever became famous and wow, that song of hers is absolutely horrendous.  I'm guessing she wrote this song herself and thought it was super good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dJZDsJ8UU64"&gt;lots of what's wrong with society &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least in the original Real World, they attempted to deal with issues like race, AIDs, homosexuality and world events.  Now basically everything promotes a heavy consumerist life style of being rich and beautiful.  It's so empty it's not even entertaining.  I think the only show I sometimes watch on MTV is their True Life series.  Death to MTV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.whyweworry.com/content/wp-content/2006/08/yomtvraps.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.whyweworry.com/content/wp-content/2006/08/yomtvraps.gif" 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/1875879714571651572-6600183148365255871?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6600183148365255871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=6600183148365255871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/6600183148365255871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/6600183148365255871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/09/reality-killed-video-star.html' title='Reality killed the Video Star'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-6018436742196765590</id><published>2008-08-25T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T23:37:15.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Image made for classs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sorta fun.  Didn't have my flash drive so ya'll get to see this crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SLN6NSTKB5I/AAAAAAAAAmM/uQZexadDZeg/s1600-h/Lake%2816bit%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SLN6NSTKB5I/AAAAAAAAAmM/uQZexadDZeg/s400/Lake%2816bit%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238665160231094162" 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/1875879714571651572-6018436742196765590?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6018436742196765590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=6018436742196765590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/6018436742196765590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/6018436742196765590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/08/image-made-for-classs.html' title='Image made for classs'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SLN6NSTKB5I/AAAAAAAAAmM/uQZexadDZeg/s72-c/Lake%2816bit%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-9109630299055710508</id><published>2008-08-19T19:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T19:54:54.898-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand at your own wake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imgs.sfgate.com/n/pictures/2008/08/19/standing5.jpg"&gt;http://imgs.sfgate.com/n/pictures/2008/08/19/standing5.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imgs.sfgate.com/n/pictures/2008/08/19/standing5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://imgs.sfgate.com/n/pictures/2008/08/19/standing5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Death is no barrier to the party:&lt;/b&gt; The body of Angel Pantoja Medina, left, stands leaning against a wall during his wake in his mother's home in San Juan, Puerto Rico. The last wish of Medina, 24, was to be standing at his own wake. He was embalmed for the occasion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-9109630299055710508?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/9109630299055710508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=9109630299055710508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/9109630299055710508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/9109630299055710508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/08/stand-at-your-own-wake.html' title='Stand at your own wake'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-4581724806565159226</id><published>2008-08-14T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:37:50.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PREGOREXIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;PREGOREXIA.  Women who are obsessed with staying thin while incubating their spawn.  I HATE THIS WORD, IT JUST SOUNDS STUPID.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I bet being pregnant sucks so fucking hard core.  But you know what makes up for all the barfing, dilating of vaginas, stretching, ripping of skin and morphing of your never-to-be-the-same body?  You get to eat a lot of food.  That really has to be the only enticing thing to me about busting one out.  All the ice cream, spicy chicken wings, nachos, and spaghetti I can eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyone dumb enough to starve themselves while pregnant does not deserve to procreate. THAT is what's wrong with America.   Pregorexics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SKTAyNtPWXI/AAAAAAAAAlU/64UhtzD8TOE/s1600-h/meal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SKTAyNtPWXI/AAAAAAAAAlU/64UhtzD8TOE/s400/meal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234520635816761714" 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/1875879714571651572-4581724806565159226?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4581724806565159226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=4581724806565159226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/4581724806565159226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/4581724806565159226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/08/pregorexia.html' title='PREGOREXIA'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SKTAyNtPWXI/AAAAAAAAAlU/64UhtzD8TOE/s72-c/meal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-404390951985740698</id><published>2008-08-06T16:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T16:52:42.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marieme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A coworker's niece is working as my "intern."  Her name is Marieme, she is 17 and is trying to strengthen her English.   Poor thing gets to do boring tasks but we've spent most of the time goofing off and discussing the differences between our cultures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She taught me the word "beauf" which means dumbass or douche bag.  It's for anyone that isn't with it or kind of backward.  Her examples- Texas, rednecks or Johnny Halliday, a French singer, which she says is "King of the beauf"-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.froggynews.net/images/jonnyhalliday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.froggynews.net/images/jonnyhalliday1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we spent an afternoon looking at different people and deciding if they were "beauf." I thought David Hasselhoff, and she agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She taught me the word "branche" (with accent over the e), which I'm a little shaky on, but basically it's like hipsters, but not the followers, the leaders.  People who are cool but aren't following trends.  She said Daft Punk is an example of that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing she showed me were tectonic dancers on YouTube.  Apparently these guys battle each other. Here's an example-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r2NXd8wYkeM&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Go here to see Tectonic dude&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also spent time looking at Sarkozy's wife, Carla Bruni, and checking out her music and lyrics.  She has one song that translates to "You are my drug" and the lyrics say "you are more addictive than Columbian coke or Afghan heroin."  We concluded she's the hottest President's wife in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stuff.co.nz/images/711382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.stuff.co.nz/images/711382.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marieme tried Root Beer for the first time, didn't like it.  Same with cinnamon gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me you have to pay to be part of a political party in France.   You can  vote along party lines, but you must pay 20 Euro per year and then attend a meeting in your city.  Also, their conservative party, the UMP, color is blue and the liberal party, the socialist party, is red.  CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may learn more, we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-404390951985740698?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/404390951985740698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=404390951985740698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/404390951985740698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/404390951985740698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/08/marieme.html' title='Marieme'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-931412590904384437</id><published>2008-08-05T14:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T14:10:08.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Blogs in July</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I did not blog in July, on purpose, to raise awareness about Procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination is becoming a major epidemic.  With constant access to the internet and way too many entertainment outlets, even the most disciplined individual can go on a procrastination stupor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your part.  Get shit done now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SJiWt2peeyI/AAAAAAAAAlE/M7mKVYEAaIk/s1600-h/Image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SJiWt2peeyI/AAAAAAAAAlE/M7mKVYEAaIk/s400/Image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231096681698589474" 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/1875879714571651572-931412590904384437?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/931412590904384437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=931412590904384437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/931412590904384437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/931412590904384437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-blogs-in-july.html' title='No Blogs in July'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/SJiWt2peeyI/AAAAAAAAAlE/M7mKVYEAaIk/s72-c/Image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-6726609129171637366</id><published>2008-06-30T17:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T18:00:29.321-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall-E!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I saw Wall-E this weekend.  It was really good.  I totally fell for the cute as hell character, the emotionally charged, cheese-ball soundtrack, the thinly-veiled preachy "save the world!" theme, the cutesy Pixar humor and the love story between robots that can't actually mate.  I recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.rottentomatoes.com/images/features/wall_e/wall-e_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.rottentomatoes.com/images/features/wall_e/wall-e_3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny 5 approves of nephew Wall-E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.sfweekly.com/thesnitch/johnny5isalive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://blogs.sfweekly.com/thesnitch/johnny5isalive.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/1875879714571651572-6726609129171637366?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6726609129171637366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=6726609129171637366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/6726609129171637366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/6726609129171637366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/06/wall-e.html' title='Wall-E!'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-4255525924668965582</id><published>2008-06-25T23:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T00:13:27.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BBC America. Holy hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Guess what's actually a show on BBC America?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbcamerica.com/content/317/index.jsp"&gt;BRITAIN'S WORST TEETH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so hard to watch. On the episode I saw, a girl had plaque on her teeth that protruded a quarter of an inch under her tongue and the dentist picked it off. Then, her brother had to get 9 teeth removed that were rotting out of his skull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To go the opposite route here, I'm going to show a picture of bad veneers, because I can't even stomach the image of rotting teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lawtonka.com/Busey.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.lawtonka.com/Busey.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what other quality reality television shows are offered on the same channel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbcamerica.com/content/315/index.jsp"&gt;TOO UGLY TO LOVE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbcamerica.com/content/314/index.jsp"&gt;TRANSVESTITE WIVES&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbcamerica.com/content/318/index.jsp"&gt;MY SECRET FEMALE BODY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-4255525924668965582?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4255525924668965582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=4255525924668965582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/4255525924668965582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/4255525924668965582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/06/bbc-america-holy-hell.html' title='BBC America. Holy hell'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-108660925751142462</id><published>2008-06-19T17:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T17:36:14.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>6 feet wash up to shore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nike is great for one thing- other than cheap child labor- buoyant shoes.  Read this bizarre article.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.nytimes.com/aponline/world/AP-Canada-Mystery-Feet.html?_r=1&amp;amp;scp=2&amp;amp;sq=foot&amp;amp;st=nyt&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;6 Feet wash up to shore in Canada&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-108660925751142462?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/108660925751142462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=108660925751142462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/108660925751142462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/108660925751142462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/06/6-feet-wash-up-to-shore.html' title='6 feet wash up to shore'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-4840331590181568562</id><published>2008-06-04T15:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T16:29:43.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Balloon animals!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was looking at a website that mentioned something about balloon animals, and I figured that's got to be something worth checking out in google images. Here is a handful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://home.flash.net/%7Eballoonz/Jesus%20Front%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://home.flash.net/%7Eballoonz/Jesus%20Front%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.amazingballoonanimals.com/sitebuilder/images/snow-411x549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.amazingballoonanimals.com/sitebuilder/images/snow-411x549.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cybernetnews.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/balloon-20computer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://cybernetnews.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/balloon-20computer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.myinterestingfiles.com/images/2008/03/balloon_dresses_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.myinterestingfiles.com/images/2008/03/balloon_dresses_10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Nb6uu-6WLXI/Re-YRyaX6qI/AAAAAAAAABU/pm-kYxLi2lU/s400/Knight+in+Armor.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 385px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Nb6uu-6WLXI/Re-YRyaX6qI/AAAAAAAAABU/pm-kYxLi2lU/s400/Knight+in+Armor.bmp" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.balloonamations.com/images/BD-Policeman%20w%20Twister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 331px;" src="http://www.balloonamations.com/images/BD-Policeman%20w%20Twister.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-4840331590181568562?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4840331590181568562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=4840331590181568562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/4840331590181568562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/4840331590181568562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/06/balloon-animals.html' title='Balloon animals!'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Nb6uu-6WLXI/Re-YRyaX6qI/AAAAAAAAABU/pm-kYxLi2lU/s72-c/Knight+in+Armor.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-8557199224267769880</id><published>2008-05-29T19:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T20:11:23.265-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Burka porn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Most people probably saw the Duncan Donuts ad of &lt;a href="http://www.ctv.ca/servlet/ArticleNews/story/CTVNews/20080529/Dunkin_Ray_080529/20080529?hub=Entertainment"&gt;Rachel Ray&lt;/a&gt; wearing a scarf.  The ad was pulled since people accused the paisley scarf of in fact being a keffieyeh, which is a national symbol of the Palestinian people, and a hot accessory of fashionistas all over who are supposedly political.  Apparently &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/2419/macckm5.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/1770030/posts&amp;amp;h=506&amp;amp;w=652&amp;amp;sz=120&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=22&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=cIpLNHPy-k-zAM:&amp;amp;tbnh=107&amp;amp;tbnw=138&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dhipster%2Bkeffiyeh%26start%3D21%26ndsp%3D21%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DN"&gt;Urban Outfitters &lt;/a&gt;had to pull the keffieyehs they were selling for similar reasons.&lt;br /&gt;I actually like the way they look; I'd wear one if I could intelligently discuss the whole Palestinian  Israeli conflict.  But I can't.  Which made me think of yamikas.  Unfortunately for the Jewish, keffieyehs are just cooler looking and more easily wearable than  yamikas.&lt;br /&gt;When I looked up yamikas just now, this totally racist image popped up in the top images and I will post it now here-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jrbooksonline.com/jew-bwa-ha-ha.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.jrbooksonline.com/jew-bwa-ha-ha.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrible.  But anyway I started thinking about other middle eastern fashions that would be cool to appropriate for a future H&amp;amp;M purchase.  The only item I know of is the Burka, and that's not too wearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i1.trekearth.com/photos/9954/mother_in_burka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i1.trekearth.com/photos/9954/mother_in_burka.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got quite a surprise when I searched for burkas a la the "goog," and two of the three thumbnail images were burka porn.  And let me tell you- HOTT!  You go ahead and search, I'm not going to repost here in my PG-13 blog.  (Yes racist images are PG-13).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morals of the story-&lt;/span&gt; Darwinism proven wrong by Republicans. Religious items associated with political hot topics could be sold at Hot Topic.  Racist images of Jews are so ridiculous and retarded, they're funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-8557199224267769880?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8557199224267769880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=8557199224267769880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/8557199224267769880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/8557199224267769880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/05/burka-porn.html' title='Burka porn'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-5610385519683837332</id><published>2008-05-27T14:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T14:49:04.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IKEA to start selling cars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A coworker sent this to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i174.photobucket.com/albums/w116/kvld17/ikea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i174.photobucket.com/albums/w116/kvld17/ikea.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikea ha anunciat la seva intenció de vendre cotxes BONA  SORT!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-5610385519683837332?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5610385519683837332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=5610385519683837332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/5610385519683837332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/5610385519683837332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/05/ikea-to-start-selling-cars.html' title='IKEA to start selling cars'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-6376881284935016241</id><published>2008-05-12T16:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T16:55:24.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. 4'3"/ Body Builder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Recently Matt Gibson and I had an interesting conversation about a Chronicle article re: the Berkeley stabbing of a 21-year old student last week.  We had both noticed in the article that the reporter quoted stats from the dead boy's MySpace page.  Here's the section of the article quoting myspace- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span id="bodytext" class="georgia md"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wootton was active in his fraternity, serving as vice president and pledge educator. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Nobody can have a better set of friends than I do," he wrote on his MySpace page. "I'm a Sigma Pi for life."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wootton listed on MySpace the Bible as one of his favorite books and Jesus as one of his top interests.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Among his heroes, he listed "Jesus, my mom, my dad, my big brother, really wise people."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So what if you die and people look to your myspace page as a representation of you and as a source for quotes if you get brutally murdered?  It's one thing to know people look there for job interviews, I can handle that, but when your body is cold and hard and you can't say "oh I was just kidding" or "being ironic", that kinda sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently lacking in obituary fluff.  I currently "like most music," love the movie "Red Dawn", the show "Breaking Bad", "would like to meet- a gnome terrorizing fishermen in South America", and "About me- biding my time".  I don't list influences like Jesus and my family.  Maybe that means I'm not mature enough to die yet.  Only the good die young.  KNOCK ON WOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel like being morbid, you can check out &lt;a href="http://www.mydeathspace.com/"&gt;MyDeathSpace.Com&lt;/a&gt;.  It's a site that archives the myspace pages of people that have died.  It's especially sad because it's mainly young people who died in car accidents and suicides. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-6376881284935016241?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6376881284935016241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=6376881284935016241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/6376881284935016241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/6376881284935016241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/05/rip-43-body-builder.html' title='R.I.P. 4&apos;3&quot;/ Body Builder'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-1342294671111498822</id><published>2008-05-01T17:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T18:49:30.068-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturbing trend- old people's past sex lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There must be a lack of vaginas being flashed because all of the sudden the big news in the celebrity world is "who I had sex with in '78".   And then the press shows you a hot picture of the said individual at the time of the affair, which yes, makes it more interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://starwars.ugo.com/images/movies/starwars_theempirestrikesback/starwars_theempirestrikesback_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://starwars.ugo.com/images/movies/starwars_theempirestrikesback/starwars_theempirestrikesback_12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But let's not forget that this is all not current news.  If this was current news, it would go like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Carrie Fisher humped....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.schwartzmanpr.com/images/Carrie_Fisher_web.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.schwartzmanpr.com/images/Carrie_Fisher_web.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Harrison Ford.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/060504/135232__ford_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/dynamic/imgs/060504/135232__ford_l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Barbara Walters did it with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.nj.com/entertainment_impact_celebrities/2007/12/medium_walters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://blog.nj.com/entertainment_impact_celebrities/2007/12/medium_walters.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;US. Senator Edward Brooke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thehistorymakers.com/bio_images/1079991385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.thehistorymakers.com/bio_images/1079991385.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jimi Hendrix made a sex tape with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stargazers-florist.com/Images/funeral/S1.TIFfadesm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.stargazers-florist.com/Images/funeral/S1.TIFfadesm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;these women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shhs57.com/reuniongroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.shhs57.com/reuniongroup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope some young starlets start up some booze and coke habits because I would rather read that than about this dusty, boring gossip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-1342294671111498822?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1342294671111498822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=1342294671111498822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/1342294671111498822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/1342294671111498822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/05/disturbing-trend-old-peoples-past-sex.html' title='Disturbing trend- old people&apos;s past sex lives'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-3734224610400576741</id><published>2008-04-28T16:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T16:47:23.178-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone really thinks the world needs this product</title><content type='html'>So do you ever really take a look at the ads to the right of your google search?  This one caught my eye-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mysweetpee.com/order/index.asp?gclid=CPORhrLP_pICFSYuagoduEneGA"&gt;My Sweet Pee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-3734224610400576741?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3734224610400576741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=3734224610400576741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/3734224610400576741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/3734224610400576741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-do-you-ever-really-take-look-at-ads.html' title='Someone really thinks the world needs this product'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-5691497667926365504</id><published>2008-04-28T13:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T13:16:19.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Killian and me on the news</title><content type='html'>Killian and I went to Best Buy on Sunday.  I bought a cheap vacuum to replace our broken one, and Killian bought MarioKart for his Wii and two additional steering wheels for the game.   As we left Best Buy, we were interviewed by ABC 7 news.  They asked us if we were going to receive a rebate, and what would we spend the money on.  Thank God for editing, because both us gave terrible responses.  And I strongly doubt he believed our answers as we left Best Buy with tons of packages.  And I didn't know that my face was so fat.  Healthy diet starts NOW.  Watch it-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abclocal.go.com/kgo/story?section=news/local&amp;amp;id=6107005"&gt;http://abclocal.go.com/kgo/story?section=news/local&amp;amp;id=6107005&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-5691497667926365504?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5691497667926365504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=5691497667926365504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/5691497667926365504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/5691497667926365504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/04/killian-and-me-on-news.html' title='Killian and me on the news'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-6283721008483083269</id><published>2008-04-18T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T17:58:17.458-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampire Weekend? More like Vampire POO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Am I the only person in the world that thinks this band is overrated?  They're not bad, but a lot of people LOVE them, ERGO I loathe them.  They do not deserve as much admiration as they are receiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/photo/2008/02/07/PH2008020703709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://media.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/photo/2008/02/07/PH2008020703709.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stylings of Vampire Weekend appropriate an array of different sounds, including but not limited to Wolf Parade's beats and melodies (the portion of the music which tricks people into thinking they're worthwhile), Paul Simon's Graceland, Sting vocals... and it may just be the upbeat tone of the music or the fact that they will be a one-record-of-the-summer wonder, but they remind me of Sugar Ray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image.listen.com/img/356x237/3/2/0/4/504023_356x237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://image.listen.com/img/356x237/3/2/0/4/504023_356x237.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am also (admittedly unfairly) biased against the fact that they are from an Ivy league school.  Come on, leave the rock and roll to us poor people!  Little fucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://weblogs.nrc.nl/weblog/wereld/wp-content/uploads/indian_poor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://weblogs.nrc.nl/weblog/wereld/wp-content/uploads/indian_poor.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the below review from "Ivy Tunes," what seems to be a student-run blog called "Ivy Gate." It inadvertently describes Vampire Turds to the T -  (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.ivygateblog.com/blog/2006/12/ivytunes_what_is_this_strange_positive_emotion_that_has_come_over_me.html&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Usually, Ivy League acts are bad because they're Ivy League. You know: competent but uninspired. No rough edges. Irrationally sure of themselves. And totally derivative. If you're smart enough, talented enough or connected enough to get into an Ivy, you probably don't need rock 'n' roll to save your life. At that point it's just another extracurricular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Vampire Weekend manages, against all odds, to make its Iviness a virtue. In rock, brainy usually means bad. Here, it's thrilling..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WHAT? Should have stopped before the "BUT."  Well that's my rant for the day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-6283721008483083269?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6283721008483083269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=6283721008483083269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/6283721008483083269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/6283721008483083269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/04/vampire-weekend-more-like-vampire-poo.html' title='Vampire Weekend? More like Vampire POO'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-537635971464752347</id><published>2008-04-10T15:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T15:45:44.881-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Panda panda panda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://boxofrain.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/pandas-need-guns1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://boxofrain.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/pandas-need-guns1.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/1875879714571651572-537635971464752347?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/537635971464752347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=537635971464752347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/537635971464752347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/537635971464752347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/04/panda-panda-panda.html' title='Panda panda panda'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-2934648308722586690</id><published>2008-04-02T13:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:01:17.328-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drop acid and do it in the cemetery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We visited a New Orleans cemetery in the Garden district in March (down the street from Emeril's first stomping grounds, the Commander's Palace. BAM.)    When you drive from the airport, one of the first things you see are a whole bunch of modern, above ground cemeteries.  The one we saw dates back to the 1800s.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R_PFRDvPiBI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0Cl9c0juUw0/s1600-h/IMG_1326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R_PFRDvPiBI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0Cl9c0juUw0/s320/IMG_1326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184704492885477394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cemeteries are above ground because New Orleans is below sea level.  You may know this bit of information from a little thing called Hurricane Katrina.  At first, they would bury the dead by trying to weigh down coffins with stones, or bore holes in the wood, but inevitably, the bodies would pop up, and then everyone would get sick because of yellow fever and other fun, old timey diseases like that. So, they settled for the Spanish style of cemetery- the vault.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R_PFRjvPiCI/AAAAAAAAAVI/FGwaTw0FVOE/s1600-h/IMG_1310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R_PFRjvPiCI/AAAAAAAAAVI/FGwaTw0FVOE/s320/IMG_1310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184704501475412002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; The body is placed in a family tomb when the person dies on the top shelf.  After a year of decomposing, the body is then pushed down into a hole in the back and falls into a pile that is your dead lineage.  If two people die in the same family in the same year, they have these temporary vaults where you sit for a year.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R_PFSDvPiDI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/0KvDoFWNxHE/s1600-h/IMG_1311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R_PFSDvPiDI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/0KvDoFWNxHE/s320/IMG_1311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184704510065346610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; The best thing about old cemeteries is seeing the great last names that probably disappeared when that person died- like the "Apffel", "Egdorff" or "Guth"- or seeing last names that are so New Orleanian- "Deshautreaux"  "Sirjacques" and "Abade". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R_PFSTvPiEI/AAAAAAAAAVY/k9R5sPGE5TU/s1600-h/IMG_1320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R_PFSTvPiEI/AAAAAAAAAVY/k9R5sPGE5TU/s320/IMG_1320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184704514360313922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Societies like the Masons and others would build massive tombs.  They also had charity tombs for the free black people and orphans.  Probably would have been cooler to just give them the money when they were alive, but whatevs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R_PBbzvPh_I/AAAAAAAAAU0/8D1hTcuvTeY/s1600-h/IMG_1307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R_PBbzvPh_I/AAAAAAAAAU0/8D1hTcuvTeY/s320/IMG_1307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184700279522559986" 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/1875879714571651572-2934648308722586690?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2934648308722586690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=2934648308722586690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/2934648308722586690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/2934648308722586690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/04/drop-acid-and-do-it-in-cemetery.html' title='Drop acid and do it in the cemetery'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R_PFRDvPiBI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0Cl9c0juUw0/s72-c/IMG_1326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-537199657223843192</id><published>2008-03-12T22:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T23:14:27.629-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life and Times start now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Seeing that it's Wednesday and I'm Ann, I'm right on time posting some pictures from this past weekend's adventures. On Sunday the "spring forward" in time occurred.  Thank you Benjamin Franklin for the initial idea, I love the extra daylight (but it actually wastes more energy now that we use &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.latimes.com/news/opinion/la-ed-daylight12mar12,0,5146424.story"&gt;air conditioners&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The pictures are mainly from some Dolores Park action and one is from Korean BBQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I hope you enjoy my first sort of "real" blog post.  This takes way too much time, so enjoy this until I lose interest in a week or two.  And I'll stop being self-referential from now on, starting NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R9iVqCeJK4I/AAAAAAAAATY/CykyVB46EjA/s1600-h/albert+lesbians.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R9iVqCeJK4I/AAAAAAAAATY/CykyVB46EjA/s320/albert+lesbians.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177052321112730498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R9iXByeJK_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/12_axQC9NYw/s1600-h/chick+tat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R9iXByeJK_I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/12_axQC9NYw/s320/chick+tat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177053828646251506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R9iWqCeJK5I/AAAAAAAAATg/CNqw6-AUgYw/s1600-h/Allison+peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R9iWqCeJK5I/AAAAAAAAATg/CNqw6-AUgYw/s320/Allison+peace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177053420624358290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R9iWqSeJK6I/AAAAAAAAATo/6c5EhR4UhLM/s1600-h/charys+bad+moment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R9iWqSeJK6I/AAAAAAAAATo/6c5EhR4UhLM/s320/charys+bad+moment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177053424919325602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R9iWqieJK7I/AAAAAAAAATw/NsDVSQg57JE/s1600-h/killian+glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R9iWqieJK7I/AAAAAAAAATw/NsDVSQg57JE/s320/killian+glasses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177053429214292914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R9iWqyeJK8I/AAAAAAAAAT4/RXSkVT19-zY/s1600-h/mai+jared.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R9iWqyeJK8I/AAAAAAAAAT4/RXSkVT19-zY/s320/mai+jared.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177053433509260226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R9iWrCeJK9I/AAAAAAAAAUA/UGKBTiwGxIw/s1600-h/Jared+porno+mummy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R9iWrCeJK9I/AAAAAAAAAUA/UGKBTiwGxIw/s320/Jared+porno+mummy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177053437804227538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Jared had a piece up at 18th and Guerrero art show- porno mummy, acrylic and ink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R9iXCCeJLAI/AAAAAAAAAUY/kgo7MKvswEI/s1600-h/Korean+BBQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R9iXCCeJLAI/AAAAAAAAAUY/kgo7MKvswEI/s320/Korean+BBQ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177053832941218818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Korean BBQ at Brothers 2 on Geary and 3rd Avenue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-537199657223843192?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/537199657223843192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=537199657223843192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/537199657223843192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/537199657223843192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-and-times-start-now.html' title='The Life and Times start now'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tBGurebwXKI/R9iVqCeJK4I/AAAAAAAAATY/CykyVB46EjA/s72-c/albert+lesbians.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-1717561716180812776</id><published>2008-03-07T17:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T18:28:01.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog about blogs.  Skip this one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Usually they keep me pretty busy like a bitch at my work, but it's been slow today.  And my boss hasn't moved from her desk very much so I don't think she's working much either.  People don't move and are real quiet when they are surfing the internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've never liked the term "blog."  It's rather stupid, really, no way around it.  It's like a futurist word- the way "spoon" once was.  Terrible.  My blog will be a BeLOnG.  It will be a warm, fuzzy family place that makes your stomach swirl with happy juices and you can't wait for your next fix!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Soo what should I blog about?  Here are some ideas, just throwing them out there-&lt;br /&gt;Strangers on BART.&lt;br /&gt;Racist truisms.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of suicide.&lt;br /&gt;"New" green ideas (i can get those off other blogs).&lt;br /&gt;Hopes and dreams for the world.&lt;br /&gt;Foodie thoughts and musings.&lt;br /&gt;New music from other blogs.&lt;br /&gt;repost other blogs here.&lt;br /&gt;reviews of long forgotten movies only available on laser disc.&lt;br /&gt;Disease-a-day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denise and I discussed the possibility of rival blogs.  We'll pick the same topic, and see who can create a better post.  And we'll be passionate sworn enemies Face/Off style.   That might still happen.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well I had some wonderful ideas here, didn't I.  But I think I'll just continue to write about the throw-up that seeps out of my brain.  And include pictures because they take up a lot of space.  Check this one from realfunnypictures.com.  Hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.realfunnypictures.com/pictures/funny-pictures41.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-1717561716180812776?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1717561716180812776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=1717561716180812776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/1717561716180812776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/1717561716180812776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-about-blogs-skip-this-one.html' title='Blog about blogs.  Skip this one.'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-7959888945454080274</id><published>2008-03-07T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T11:52:19.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog is raging success</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="ej8B8e"&gt;Killer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" id="1eoj"&gt;hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;" id="1eny" class="h8iICe"&gt;your blog is boring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;" dir="f" class="RNCQof"&gt;&lt;div class="Q2bXSc"&gt; &lt;span class="ej8B8e"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="1enx"&gt;hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="1enw" class="h8iICe"&gt;thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;" dir="t" class="RNCQof"&gt;&lt;div class="Q2bXSc"&gt; &lt;span class="ej8B8e"&gt;Killer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="1env"&gt;there is onlyo ne entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;" dir="f" class="RNCQof"&gt;&lt;span class="ej8B8e"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="1ens"&gt;but isn't that dog cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div dir="t" class="RNCQof"&gt;&lt;div class="Q2bXSc"&gt; &lt;span class="ej8B8e"&gt;Killer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="1enr"&gt;yeah, where is it from ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="f" class="RNCQof"&gt;&lt;div class="Q2bXSc"&gt; &lt;span class="ej8B8e"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="1enq"&gt;some other blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1875879714571651572-7959888945454080274?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7959888945454080274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=7959888945454080274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/7959888945454080274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/7959888945454080274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-is-raging-success.html' title='Blog is raging success'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1875879714571651572.post-6737620872446772634</id><published>2008-03-06T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T19:42:52.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog of Ann</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This is my blog.  I am now so hip and tech.  I will provide my dear readers with whatever the hell I feel like.  It will be pretty terrible, amazing, sardonic, hypnotic, plastic, elastic.  To start, I will place an image on this blog.  Thank you for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.yorkie.org/images/puppy-6weeks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1875879714571651572-6737620872446772634?l=ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6737620872446772634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1875879714571651572&amp;postID=6737620872446772634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/6737620872446772634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1875879714571651572/posts/default/6737620872446772634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ann-thelifeandtimes.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-of-ann.html' title='Blog of Ann'/><author><name>Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14627078727179344916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
