<?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-17456432</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:25:46.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop Culture Junkies</title><subtitle type='html'>Anything worth doing....is worth over-doing!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-115597249631502907</id><published>2006-08-19T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T16:53:50.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry and the Potters and our own Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you know Marsi at all then you know that she loves Harry Potter. She dressed up for the release of Half Blood Prince, and read the last book in 3 days.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I heard about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana" href="http://www.myspace.com/harryandthepotters"&gt;Harry And The Potters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, I knew she'd love them. They are a couple of brothers who make punk pop music about Harry Potter. Dead serious free of irony. Little narrative songs that are awesome. The following video is a totally unauthorized video a fan made using real film clips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z54tHwm-QMI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z54tHwm-QMI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Well, today at work, I found our Harry Potter entry in the look alike contest. Ben is the new guy and imagine our glee when we found out he had more in common with Harry then just the shaggy hair and glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/1600/IMG_1994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/400/IMG_1994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The beard is part of the disguise I'm sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-115597249631502907?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/115597249631502907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=115597249631502907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/115597249631502907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/115597249631502907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/08/harry-and-potters-and-our-own-harry.html' title='Harry and the Potters and our own Harry Potter'/><author><name>Keri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/Zleeteg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-115587671919598417</id><published>2006-08-17T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T21:53:24.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockstar Supernova Drinking Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The Rockstar Supernova Drinking Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alientologist.buzznet.com/user/photos/?id=3209523"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn-98.cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users12/alientologist/default/supernova--feat-msg-115587544201.jpg" alt="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" title="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;1. Dave Navarro's not wearing a shirt = 1 DRINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;2. Brooke has her fakies just popping out of her shirt = 1 DRINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;3. Someone says "Bro" or "Brother" = 1 DRINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;4. A member of Supernova make a  "THIS SUCKS FACE" = 1 DRINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;5. Tommy mugs for the camea = 1/2 DRINK (COME ON NOW)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;6. The metal sign is given = NO DRINKS (WE DO WANT YOU TO SEE THE END OF THE EPISODE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alientologist.buzznet.com/user/photos/?id=3209583"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn-11.cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users12/alientologist/default/205c_dilana_vamps_0015--feat-msg-115587608056.jpg" alt="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" title="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;7. Someone says "DUDE" = 1 DRINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;8. Someone says "DUDE" to a chick = 2 DRINKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;9. The Lukas sneers or sticks out his tongue = 1 DRINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alientologist.buzznet.com/user/photos/?id=3209522"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn-19.cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users12/alientologist/default/Lukas--feat-msg-115587543707.jpg" alt="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" title="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;10. Someone says "It's an honour just to be here = 1 DRINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;11. Someone says that "They are the right person for the band" = 1 DRINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;12. The phrase "song selection" is said = A THIMBLE OF A DRINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;13. Jason Newstead looks like he is in pain (mentally or physically) = 1 DRINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;14. Jason gets up and screams "I WAS IN MOTHER FUCKIN METALLICA, WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING HERE? FUCK THIS" and storms off the show = 10 DRINKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;15. AIR GUITAR OR DRUMS IS PLAYED BE EITHER CONTESTANT OR BAND=1 DRINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;16. Storm and Tommy Lee flirt = 1 drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;17. Navarro says "That was insane" or something with "AWESOME"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;or "SICK" = 1 DRINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alientologist.buzznet.com/user/photos/?id=3209589"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn-46.cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users12/alientologist/default/204c_lukas_patrice_0412--feat-msg-115587620842.jpg" alt="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" title="Photo Hosted at Buzznet" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;18. Any of the members of Supernova mentions their previous bands = 1 DRINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;19. A contestant calls anyone on the panel a "HERO", "ROLE MODEL" OR "INSPIRATION" = 2 DRINKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;20. Same as above but says "You too Gilby" = 5 DRINKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;FYI - You'll usually be wasted by the first 10 minutes, so play at your own risk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-115587671919598417?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/115587671919598417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=115587671919598417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/115587671919598417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/115587671919598417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/08/rockstar-supernova-drinking-game.html' title='Rockstar Supernova Drinking Game'/><author><name>Keri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/Zleeteg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-115473811983212772</id><published>2006-08-04T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T17:39:33.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because we Love Ok Go!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Check out the new video for "Here It Goes Again" called OK GO, ON TREADMILLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pv5zWaTEVkI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pv5zWaTEVkI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-115473811983212772?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/115473811983212772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=115473811983212772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/115473811983212772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/115473811983212772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/08/because-we-love-ok-go.html' title='Because we Love Ok Go!!!'/><author><name>Keri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/Zleeteg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-114927533144335704</id><published>2006-06-02T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T09:18:07.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INXS Rocks The House</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last night I came home from the INXS concert without my shoes but with a concert experience worthy of a place in my Top 5 concerts of all time (I ranked it #3). It was such a great show!!!! Our seats were row ten, stage right so while we couldn't see the big video screens we did get to see JD nail Kirk w/ the mike stand (accident) and were close enough to see JD's grimaces of pain from his busted leg. What a show that guy put on w/ only one good leg. Amazing. The whole band was fabulous. Love Kirk's boots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I should have written my blog entry last night b/c this morning it all seems so surreal and I don't know how to express how fun it was. One note of interest is that cell phone's are the new lighters. One of the coolest moments was when everyone was clapping and yelling for the encore and it was pitch black, I looked out over the crowd and saw a sea of blue cell phone screens swaying back and forth. It was AWESOME! Also saw a chick jump the fence and almost make it up on stage before getting tackled by two huge security guards (it's like a streaker at a football match). JD tossed out one of his shirts (pink!) and there was a full on cat scrap for it. Keri acknowledges that she would have fought to the death for it as well. I also thought JD was going to burn down the stage b/c he kept tossing lit cigarettes all over. We'd heard that JD likes to drop the F-bomb and thought it would be a fun game to keep count. Up until the encore he only said it twice but then all hell broke loose and he was using it every two seconds. All in all it was an excellent show and super fun night. Have to say that opening act Scott Stapp (yes of Creed and that nasty sex video w/ Kid Rock) was good, especially when belting out Creed's hits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camera phone pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/inxs%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/inxs%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/inxs%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/inxs%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/inxs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/inxs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;real camera pics (thanks Keri):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/Jason%20Dean%20crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/Jason%20Dean%20crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/JD%20Fortune%20cropped.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/JD%20Fortune%20cropped.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/INXS%20cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/INXS%20cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;EDIT:  I totally forgot to say that they were filming a "rock video" for Perfect Strangers.  We're going to be famous.  Well, maybe not but it was still fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-114927533144335704?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/114927533144335704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=114927533144335704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114927533144335704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114927533144335704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/06/inxs-rocks-house.html' title='INXS Rocks The House'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-114920129429313860</id><published>2006-06-01T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T15:34:54.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Rexy, You're So Sexy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've got the day/night off of work b/c Keri and I are going to see INXS! Yeah! I will be sneaking in my camera and since we're sitting right next to the stage I (or Keri) will hopefully get some good pics. So I'm hanging out at home having a lazy day (wearing my Crest white strips) and was wanting to watch some daytime television. I'm watching channel 2 (you know the one that tells you all the shows that are on) and what do I see coming on at 1pm but &lt;strong&gt;BEVERLY HILLS 90210&lt;/strong&gt;! I was so excited b/c I loved that show in high school! And guess what? It was the very first episode -- Luke Perry isn't even around yet. It was so fun to watch. The fashion is awful -- I can't believe we ever thought it was cool to wear spandex and large t-shirts and ginormous sunglasses. But the most exciting part is that right at the end of the episode, when Brenda's gotten into the Blue Iguana w/ her fake ID and Kelly and co. haven't, this guy starts hitting on her. And it's Rex Manning, REX MANNING! Looking a little younger and thinner and not quite as slimy but it was him. My day is complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/rex%20manning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/rex%20manning.jpg" 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/17456432-114920129429313860?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/114920129429313860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=114920129429313860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114920129429313860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114920129429313860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-rexy-youre-so-sexy.html' title='Oh Rexy, You&apos;re So Sexy'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-114792316715307215</id><published>2006-05-17T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T01:55:04.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming to the Cross Roads</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been out of the housing market for years.  I had my chance a three years ago when I put an offer in on a condo across the street from where I presently live.  The price for this one bedroom 725 square foot piece of heaven??  I offered $172,000 and they countered with $177,000.   This seemed like a huge amount of money to me at the time so I passed, and my opportunity to be a home owner passed with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday, after a long day working a double shift, I arrived home and gathered my mail and noticed a flyer from a condo development that is going up on a very busy corner where I live.  This undesirable corner is the gateway to downtown and the point where ambulances and fire trucks are allowed to have their sirens on.   It's rush hour 24 hours a day here.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's also three blocks from where I work so I gave it the once over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The first thing I noticed about the flyer, is that it featured the one and only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.patrickbrealey.com"&gt;Patrick Brealey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, as the suave savvy bachelor and presumably, target market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look closely at this photo which is the main image they are using to entice buyers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/alientologist/149690575/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/56/149690575_e557127fa5.jpg" width="430" height="500" alt="Patrick Brealey For the Cross Roads in Vancouver" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I could, go on and on about the subtlety of this image but I think it pretty much says absolutely everything it wanted to say.  The print copy has some big leeks in an inset box with the words &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;TASTE MEETS DESIRE&lt;/span&gt; written below for you slow learners out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second thing that struck me about this flyer was the price.  Priced from $390,000 for a one bedroom "home".  Whaaaa??  Did I miss something?  I mean, I know I missed the boat but had the market gone so crazy that they were marketing $400,000 suites to young single people??  Who are buying these places?  No one I know.  I don't know a single, single who could afford to lay down $400k for a one bedroom apartment.  I'm pretty sure that struggling musician &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/patrickbrealeytheknives"&gt;Patrick Brealey&lt;/a&gt; can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help the poor boy out by going to see his show on May 25 at 9:30 at the Media Club.&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/17456432-114792316715307215?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/114792316715307215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=114792316715307215' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114792316715307215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114792316715307215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/05/coming-to-cross-roads.html' title='Coming to the Cross Roads'/><author><name>Keri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/Zleeteg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-114774793253356863</id><published>2006-05-15T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T20:03:05.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March Of the Canada Geese</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/1600/Picture%20012.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/400/Picture%20012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the rest of the world watched the &lt;a href="http://www.infotecbsi.com/wildlife/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hornby Island Eagle Nest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had a smaller but happier experience here at home.  Yes, it's the annual hatching of the Canada Goslings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On any given day, I'd barely slow down my car to avoid hitting a Canada Goose.  They are scary!  Get too close and I think they'd eat you alive.  They hiss!  What other wild bird hisses!  They are also poop machines.  Not a day goes by when I'm not walking through a mine field of goose droppings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is that once a year when I love the geese.   Every year since I've lived in this building, a family has made their nest in an adjoining balcony.  Sure, they are loud and messy, but the miracle of seeing the mother caring for the nest and the father guarding the family is wonderful.  Finally, the big day arrives and the eggs hatch!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first year this happened was awesome, but I'm a city girl and was unaware of the ways of the wild.  After only 24 hours out of the shell, a very scary event occurred.  The parents went down to my complex courtyard and started to honk wildly.  The seven babies were scurrying about on the 4th floor balcony chirping in a panic.  I was afraid for them.  The first baby jumped off the balcony and fell to (what I presumed to be) it's death.  The second baby quickly followed and bounced off a planter box before (splat!) falling to the ground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was crying and in a panic while I tried to call my building manager to get them to go to the neighbours apartment to rescue the babies.  No answer from management so on to Plan B which involved calling my most knowlegable animal loving friend.  She informed me that Canada Geese have been jumping off balconies a lot higher then mine for a lot of years and that I was worrying for nothing.  Sure enough, not long later, all seven babies were safe and waddling around the grass of courtyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that 24 hour miracle and this year was no different.  I came home yesterday to hear those familiar little chirps coming from the balcony.  There were only two babies this year, but mom continued to turn the eggs right up until the big jump.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the world my little babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/1600/Picture%20014.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/400/Picture%20014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-114774793253356863?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/114774793253356863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=114774793253356863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114774793253356863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114774793253356863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/05/march-of-canada-geese.html' title='March Of the Canada Geese'/><author><name>Keri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/Zleeteg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-114439134108942453</id><published>2006-04-06T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T23:29:01.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Funny Found Somewhere Else</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here's a little something I found funny on the fabulous &lt;a href="http://www.thegirlwho.squarespace.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The Girl Who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/1600/labe031606.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/400/labe031606.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This was meant as an inside joke among the seamstresses and staff of the &lt;a href="http://www.tombihn.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Tom Bihn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; clothing company but once discovered, sales skyrocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana, geneva, helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;"I'm going with the idea that it's a joke about me," Bihn told the Associated Press. But, he added, "clearly when you use the word 'idiot' and 'president' in the same sentence people jump to other conclusions."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&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/17456432-114439134108942453?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/114439134108942453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=114439134108942453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114439134108942453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114439134108942453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/04/something-funny-found-somewhere-else_06.html' title='Something Funny Found Somewhere Else'/><author><name>Keri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/Zleeteg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-114374423407695363</id><published>2006-03-30T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T11:29:39.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OK Go -- The Dance Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As you may know, the plan is for myself &amp;amp; three friends to be able to perform OK Go's "A Million Ways" dance very soon. One small problem is that we have yet to start working on it. Here are some other OK Go fans (aka - the competition) that have a little bit more ambition than moi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The boys from USC.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D25joVQ6zSc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The crew from Today FM (location? not sure)&lt;/span&gt; ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gEluwGQuGqo" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And finally, one last routine. The sound isn't fabulous, you can hear them clapping but the clothes are great and the moves (for the most part) are tight.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u8wRKYXq0e8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-114374423407695363?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/114374423407695363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=114374423407695363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114374423407695363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114374423407695363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/03/ok-go-dance-off.html' title='OK Go -- The Dance Off'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-114365994891437643</id><published>2006-03-29T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T12:58:28.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marsi's Law</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;also known as "The Celebrity Black Hole That Surrounds Me".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I live in Vancouver. A gorgeous city on Canada's West Coast. An urban paradise if you will. A city that draws TV &amp; movie productions like a salt lick attracts a cow (obviously there is a proper saying that expresses this sentiment but I can't think of it right now). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today is a gorgeous day. Blue sky, sunshine, birds chirping. I was walking down the street in my trendy neighbourhood towards the market when I saw a very typical sight in Vancouver -- the movie/TV/commercial production sign. Not a day goes by that you don't come across some sort of filming but &lt;em&gt;Marsi's Law&lt;/em&gt; says this -- &lt;strong&gt;if you are with me you will NOT see any celebrities&lt;/strong&gt;. I seriously feel like I am the only person in Vancouver who does not have their own personal celebrity story. Pierce Brosnan (see below), Colin Firth, Jennifer Garner, Sharon Stone, Mel Gibson, Matthew McYouKnowWhoIMean, Colin Farrell, Ben Affleck, my numero uno crush Hugh Jackman etc. I thought today might be different -- there was something in the air that made me think that today might be the day. The day that I would have my own celebrity sighting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;On the return trip from the market I am waiting for the light to change, watching the San Francisco police car get towed down the street when a crazy old lady waddles up to me to comment on the beautiful day. Now as Canadians were are very polite but we generally don't start chit chatting w/ perfect strangers on the street. But politeness demands a response so I concur that it is a gorgeous day and then promptly avoid eye contact. She then proceeds to tell me about her "spasms" and why she can't work. At this point the light has turned and I am trying to casually GET AWAY! As I'm pulling away from her she starts talking louder and louder. Again b/c I am so polite I keep responding. I am now almost at the other corner when I catch a glimpse of a very goodlooking, famous looking guy wearing cool sunglasses and a leather coat (too hot for this weather) smiling at me. Was this my celebrity moment? I don't know b/c instead of returning his smile I was hauling ass away from the crazy. As I analyzed the situation while running home I realized that he wasn't a celebrity and he wasn't smiling at me he was laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So according to &lt;em&gt;Marsi's Law&lt;/em&gt;, not only will I not see the celebrity but the celebrity will be replaced by a crazy person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remington Steele Sighted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This illustrates my point about everyone else having a celebrity moment. Cindy and several of her girlfriends were out last weekend at the Sutton Place hotel celebrating her 30th birthday. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY CINDY!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Esther was returning from the ladies' room when she ran into Mr. Remington Steele (aka Mr James Bond) himself Pierce Brosnan. They had a chat, he called her "beautiful" and this was the picture that was taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/esther%20&amp;amp;%20pierce.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/esther%20%26%20pierce.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*sigh* I am so jealous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*double sigh* Why can't I make the above font normal?!  Why does the computer hate me so much?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-114365994891437643?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/114365994891437643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=114365994891437643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114365994891437643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114365994891437643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/03/marsis-law.html' title='Marsi&apos;s Law'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-114301195224766952</id><published>2006-03-21T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:22:26.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok Go part two</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now, I saw Ok Go at the Dirty Dog at SXSW and I've seen them before in Vancouver opening for the Vines. I loved them after the first time I saw them. Damian Kulash danced around the club after the set in Vancouver, and after the show was on the street handing out stickers (which I still have BTW)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/alientologist/57722273/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Damian Kulash-OK GO" src="http://static.flickr.com/26/57722273_9735d50d54_m.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damian Kulash at the Commodore Ballroom in Vancouver in 2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was lucky enough to meet Damian during my grueling 2 hour flight delay on Monday looking slightly more dapper then his mug shot. He was an absolute doll and totally freebee five material.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/1600/2005_0322sxsw20365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/320/2005_0322sxsw20365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/1600/113026461_1a9e35d9f1_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/320/113026461_1a9e35d9f1_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alientologist.buzznet.com/user/photos/?id=2413558"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://cdn-93.cdn.buzznet.com/assets/users10/alientologist/default/gallery-msg-114301163264-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;They closed the SXSW show with the "Million Ways" dance. Most fun of SXSW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-114301195224766952?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/114301195224766952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=114301195224766952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114301195224766952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114301195224766952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/03/ok-go-part-two.html' title='Ok Go part two'/><author><name>Keri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/Zleeteg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-114300705591467671</id><published>2006-03-21T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T22:26:43.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Cool Band -- OK Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So I wasn't even at SXSW but I have a new favourite band courtesy of the festival. &lt;strong&gt;OK Go&lt;/strong&gt;. Keri sent me an email after seeing them live and she was raving about the show -- especially about the dance routine that they performed at the end of the show (and every show). Check it out.....&lt;em&gt;okay this is my first attempt to add video to a post *fingers crossed*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"A Million Ways" by &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/okgo"&gt;OK Go&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eZPQZp5vbD4" name="movie"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eZPQZp5vbD4" width="320" height="256" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Did that work? Hope so. Anyways, so I've watched the video several times (LOVE IT!) and have decided that we (May, Keri, Deb and I) will be performing sections of the routine at an upcoming birthday. I've also since checked out their &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=8406414"&gt;MySpace&lt;/a&gt; account, &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/okgo"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt; account and &lt;a href="http://thewilltorock.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;In true rock star fashion, lead singer Damian Kulash was recently (Mar 12) arrested outside Orlando's House Of Blues (where I will be in the fall -- please let there be a good band playing!). Here is how the incident unfolded.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;The rumors are true. Damian J. Kulash was arrested last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the full story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late last night, while standing in front of the Orlando House of Blues, Damian Kulash was arrested and charged with "intent to take pictures and talk to fans." Also, there was a little matter of resisting arrest, which is the official charge. The unofficial charge is "giving the wrong answer when a police officer asks you 'what part of move don't you understand?'". For those of you planning travel in the Orlando area, the correct response is not "I understood what you said; I just didn't do it." Damian didn't know that, so he was immediately handcuffed and taken inside the venue to chants of "Let him go!" (Had I been there the chants would have been "Jorge, NO!!! It's not worth it!" 'cause you know I got my boy's back.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bunch more cops were quickly summoned to help with all the standing around and not doing much, and eventually Damian, still handcuffed, was shoved into the back of a squad car and taken "downtown," a ride that became more fun when the SUV full of girls pulled up next to the cop car waving FREE DAMIAN signs. Damian thanks you, ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival, our hero was mugshotted, fingerprinted and thrown into a cell with a bunch of people who didn't want to sign the OK Go email list. Damian was locked up for about nine hours, during which time he ate corn flakes and made friends with a couple of guys, one of whom had rescued his longtime girlfriend from a crack den earlier that day, only to have her sic the cops on him when he came by her apartment to make sure she was doing okay. To that guy, I say: Dude--she just doesn't love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damian was released this morning, and promises he'll be in fine fettle for Tuesday's show in Jacksonville. Until then, he'd like to address two rumors that have sprung up on the Internet in the last 24 hours: No, he wasn't drunk; and Yes, he did get the arresting officer to watch the "A Million Ways" video on the on-board computer. If that's not awesome, awesome doesn't exist. &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;written by Andy Ross aka Rusty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;from OK Go's blog &lt;a href="http://thewilltorock.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Will To Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Hmmmm, so I wanted to post Damian's mug shot but am having some computer issues so here's the link instead.............&lt;a href="http://thewilltorock.blogspot.com/2006/03/mugshot.html#links"&gt;dangerous criminal&lt;/a&gt; What a bad ass! I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-114300705591467671?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/114300705591467671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=114300705591467671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114300705591467671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114300705591467671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/03/super-cool-band-ok-go.html' title='Super Cool Band -- OK Go'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-114204669769753711</id><published>2006-03-10T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T09:53:05.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SXSW XX</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Pop Culture contributor Keri (and by "contributor" I mean the person who has written all of two posts but likes to leave comments). Anyways, Keri is off this week for the big-ass music festival/conference that is known as &lt;a href="http://2006.sxsw.com/"&gt;South By Southwest&lt;/a&gt; in Austin, Texas. I'm hoping that once she's back she will write us a post about her time there. It should make for some good reading as she's going as music exec Barb's plus-one &lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt; has a VIP pass. &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://savejack.blogspot.com/2005/10/girls-guide-to-being-plus-one.html"&gt;Read about Keri's previous plus-one adventures&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;There are hundreds of artists taking part. I glanced at the list but since I am not very hip w/ new music, I hadn't heard of any of them. Well, I'd heard of about 10 but ten out of hundreds isn't very good. Of the acts that I did know here are a few:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;- Sam Roberts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/sam%20roberts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/sam%20roberts.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;- Flogging Molly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;- Ted Leo &amp; the Pharmacists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;- K-Os&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;- Vancouver's own Swollen Members&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I told Keri that while she as there she should make time to eat some biscuits b/c my favourite thing about Texas is the biscuits! I love biscuits!!!! I was stranded there for just over 24hrs a couple of years ago (tornados shut down the airport.....yeah it was fun) and at our hotel they had a free breakfast. I went down in the AM expecting cold danishes &amp; maybe some fruit but it was a full (cooked) breakfast buffet. They had a chef and pancakes/waffles/eggs made to order, sausages/bacon/ham, cereals, breads &amp;amp; pastries, grits (cause it's the South) etc. But the best part was the biscuits! They were baked w/ honey and TO DIE FOR! Mmmmmmm, yummy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;What was I talking about?! Oh yeah, music. So Keri's having an awesome time in Texas and I'm hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-114204669769753711?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/114204669769753711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=114204669769753711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114204669769753711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114204669769753711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/03/sxsw-xx.html' title='SXSW XX'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-114179794328512584</id><published>2006-03-07T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T22:34:57.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake G Is Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/jake-gyllenhaal-preoscar-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/jake-gyllenhaal-preoscar-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/jake-gyllenhaal-preoscar-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Everyone needs to have a friend like this. A friend who will "get the party started" so to speak. I have several. They are people I know I can rely on to make the evening a little more interesting. Have a group of people that don't really know each other? This friend will soon have everyone on the dance floor jumping up and down, singing along to "Thunderstruck" (or Patrick-struck). I think Jake is this kind of friend. In fact, Jake would be welcome at any party I host. Jake - YOU ROCK!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-114179794328512584?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/114179794328512584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=114179794328512584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114179794328512584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114179794328512584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/03/jake-g-is-fun.html' title='Jake G Is Fun'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-114166612753729601</id><published>2006-03-06T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T09:36:44.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EW's Score</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/mar32006_866_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/mar32006_866_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;EW's best prediction year was 2004 when they went 21/24, pretty amazing. This year? Not so hot. They were 16/24. But as they've proved in the past couple of years they are golden on the major categories. Last year they were 8/8, while this year they were down to 7/8. They missed "Best Picture", predicting that Brokeback would win instead of Crash but only giving Brokeback a 5% lead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Note to self -- go w/ EW's picks for next year's big 8 and maybe you'll actually win some money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;For all the Oscar buzz and EW's spin on things &lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-114166612753729601?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/114166612753729601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=114166612753729601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114166612753729601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114166612753729601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/03/ews-score.html' title='EW&apos;s Score'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-114161594526281188</id><published>2006-03-05T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T09:38:40.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar Party Cancelled</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/oscar%20poster%20white_gloves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/oscar%20poster%20white_gloves.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Due to a food related incident, involving bad take-out, Marsi &amp; Arthur's annual Oscar party was cancelled! So sad!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am in my pj's, laying on the couch (actually taking up both couches.....how is that even possible?!) watching the Oscars by myself. Even Arthur has deserted me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here are the things I have learned from tonight's telecast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. I would gladly wish for the destruction of the world's population if it meant that I could repopulate it with Eric Bana!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Jennifer Garner is awesome and I love her. So classy and beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. I should never try and make money by predicting winners in anything -- final score out of 24? Ten. But thanks to the Geishas', Reese &amp;amp; Crash I didn't totally suck. Congrats to Cdn Paul Haggis!!!!! What an amazing movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. Penguins are awesome and make excellent Oscar dates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. Jon Stewart isn't very funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. The Oscars are actually very boring to watch and it's all about spending time w/ your 6 closest friends, eating lots, placing wagers on the categories, playing games and talking through the acceptance speeches! Girls (&amp; Marshall) I miss you!!!!!! Next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ps - Narnia was amazing and I wish it had won more awards! But YEAH for Makeup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pps - Thank you to the Academy for not letting Beyonce sing the best songs. That was the biggest mistake of last year or any year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Want to see the CD that would have been given out in the gift bag?! &lt;a href="http://djmarsi.blogspot.com/2006/03/oscar-2006.html"&gt;Click here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://djmarsi.blogspot.com/2006/03/oscar-2006.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/Marsi"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/Marsi%27s%20Mexico%20pics%20109.jpg" 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/17456432-114161594526281188?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/114161594526281188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=114161594526281188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114161594526281188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114161594526281188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/03/oscar-party-cancelled.html' title='Oscar Party Cancelled'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-114132352298859741</id><published>2006-03-02T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T10:34:24.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Amazing Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thank you CBS! THANK YOU!!!!!! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!!!!! I can't tell you how happy I am to have The Amazing Race back "in it's Emmy winning format". Teams of two -- travelling all around the world. Season 9 kicked off on Tuesday night and it was excellent! My most favourite team is BJ &amp; Tyler, the hippies from SanFran. Sadly the season is so young that I can't find any pics of them on the internet yet but here's their bio from CBS. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/amazing_race9/bios/bj_tyler/"&gt;BJ &amp;amp; Tyler&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;These two are seriously funny and are wearing awesome clothes (hello peach tuxedo shirt). I think they might beat Brian and Greg (season 7) as my favourite team of all time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In this week's EW, there was a half page article written by Lynette Rice asking exec producer Bertram van Munster &amp; host Phil Keoghan for 5 reason why the viewing public should tune in again after last season's "big-time suckfest" that was known as the family edition. Here are their reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. No more annoying kids!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Dynamic duos!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;As proved by my best friends BJ &amp; Tyler.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Phil has a crush!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;She's cute -- but I bet her boyfriend could kick Phil's ass. Which I don't want b/c I love Phil. I would be the team member who would insist on hugging him after every leg of the race no matter how gross and smelly I was.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. New exotic locales.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;First stop was Brazil and there are stops scheduled in Moscow, Sicily &amp;amp; Oman.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. More agita-inducing challenges.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ummm, not really sure what that means.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ohhhh!!!!!! I got a picture of the boys (and the peach tuxedo shirt!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/bj%20and%20tyler.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/bj%20and%20tyler.0.jpg" 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/17456432-114132352298859741?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/114132352298859741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=114132352298859741' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114132352298859741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114132352298859741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-amazing-again.html' title='It&apos;s Amazing Again'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-114015498271970640</id><published>2006-02-16T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T22:59:06.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snape Is Innocent T-Shirt UPDATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So remember my "Snape is innocent" t-shirt that I bought from &lt;a href="http://www.punksandnerds.com/store.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Punks And Nerds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/innocentmockup2.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/innocentmockup2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well after I bought it I had a dream. I am sitting at a departure gate in LAX. I am reading a book (something brilliant -- not some fluffy chick lit). Suddenly a shadow falls across the book. I hear a deep, distinctive, sexy voice say "I like your shirt". I look up -- it's Alan Rickman (looking like Snape, but Snape in muggle clothes). We chat. I am funny. We bond. He records a new outgoing message on my voicemail ("This is Prof Snape, Marsi can't come to the phone b/c she's in detention....." etc). We become friends. The rest of the dream is personal but the point is that I was actually in LAX two weekends ago!!!!!! Wearing my Snape tshirt! Okay well obviously I wore it to LAX b/c of the dream but that's hardly the point. This is what happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am sitting at a departure gate at LAX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am reading a book..........which was fluffy chick lit (don't judge me).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A shadow falls across the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A voice says "do you really think he's innocent?". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I look up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's grandma (no, not my grandma but grandma-age). So sadly I didn't meet Alan Rickman but I did meet several Harry Potter fans while waiting for my flight. This shirt is great for meeting people. Maybe next time it'll be some cute boy. Maybe someone like this......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/Marsi"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/Marsi%27s%20Mexico%20pics%20111.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Notice the Magnum, PI inspired Navy hat?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ps - I'm wearing the shirt right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-114015498271970640?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/114015498271970640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=114015498271970640' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114015498271970640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114015498271970640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/02/snape-is-innocent-t-shirt-update.html' title='Snape Is Innocent T-Shirt UPDATE'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-114011715239562149</id><published>2006-02-16T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T14:58:37.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Aloha Shirts and Short Shorts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Earlier today I was reading &lt;a href="http://jocelynsspace.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Jocelyn's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and entered into a discussion about TV shows of our youth (okay honestly our youth/childhood). We were reminiscing about Captain Kirk and the fun cheese of Star Trek. So I started thinking about the shows that were important to me. Yes, I did love Captain Kirk (there's something wrong with you if you don't) but there is someone I love more. Someone who inspired my love of tanned men w/ chest hair, someone who made a Navy baseball cap something I had to own (and thanks to David I do), someone who made me want to move to Hawaii and become a PI (and while in Hawaii totally stalk him at his restaurant). That someone is, of course, Thomas Magnum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/Tom-Selleck---Magnum-PI--C10102602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/Tom-Selleck---Magnum-PI--C10102602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Magnum, PI was my favourite show. I would rush home from school to watch it (reruns). To this day I get all giggly when I hear the theme song. I loved Tom, loved Higgins, loved the car, loved Rick &amp; TC, loved evrything about that show. Rumours are rampant that it will be coming to the big screen in the near future w/ George Clooney &amp;amp; Matthew McC_____ (you know who I mean) being mentioned as possibilities for Thomas. That could work, I love both those actors and think that esp Matthew could carry off the big mustache. But part of me (a big part) wants to see Tom Selleck in the role. So we won't get the "great" (I use that term loosely) fashion -- I, for one, would be more than happy not to see anymore men in short-shorts. Let's see what the past 20yrs have been like for Magnum. Did he settle down? Has he been a PI this whole time? Does he still love Aloha shirts?! Wouldn't that be cool?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;After thinking about Thomas for a good 5 minutes, I started thinking about other shows of the era that I LOVED. For example: Tour of Duty, 21 Jump Street &amp; Nasty Boys (to name a few). So here is my tribute to the shows of days-gone-by and a salute to the pre-teen/teen crushes they inspired..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(set to "Paint It, Black" by The Rolling Stones and theme song of Tour Of Duty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Save The, Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;by Marsi Marse &amp;amp; the Hunky Bunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I see a dead whore and I wonder who did that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;No evidence, no clues, the case is looking black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But there appears a man who knows more than I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;He's tall and dark and lean and so our story goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Friends come together to help him save the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The case is solved and now the bad guy's locked away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Chest hair and sun inspire some wicked fantasies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Short-shorts are wrong but sadly not all agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, quick, to Vegas the drug lords are selling crack&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;They killed alot of cops and made a stack of cash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What's needed here is a team to save the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wear masks of black, have guns and say "there's hell to pay"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;How scary could high school really be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;With guns and drugs and punks, the end draws near for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Narcs blend in to stop them and try to save the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My love is Johnny but he's too busy to play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I see a soldier who is going to 'Nam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;He's young and scared and I want to hold him back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;With friends he'll drink and swear and look at girlie shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;He thinks "what the hell, my mom will never know"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mmm mm mmm mmm mm mm mm m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mmm mm mmm mmmm m mmm mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mmmm mm mmm mmm mmm mmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mmm mmm mmmm mm mmmm mmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I LOVE TV, BRING TOM BACK, SAY NO TO DRUGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mmmmm mmm mmm mmm mmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;RICK IS SHORT, TC IS BLACK, HIGGINS IS MEAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mmm mmm mm mmmm mmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SAVE THE DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sadly that song creation took longer than expected and I have nothing else (witty or otherwise) to add. Except that I loved Nasty Boys, Tour of Duty, 21 JumpStreet and Magnum, PI. They were the greatest!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/magnumpi1_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-114011715239562149?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/114011715239562149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=114011715239562149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114011715239562149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114011715239562149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/02/ode-to-aloha-shirts-and-short-shorts.html' title='Ode to Aloha Shirts and Short Shorts'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-114003496994301164</id><published>2006-02-15T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T12:22:49.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rex Manning Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here's a little treat for all you tattooed, gum chewing freaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/rexmanning%20day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/rexmanning%20day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Damn the man! Save the Empire!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks Jocelyn! You made my day!  I love your &lt;a href="http://jocelynsspace.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-114003496994301164?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/114003496994301164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=114003496994301164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114003496994301164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/114003496994301164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/02/rex-manning-day.html' title='Rex Manning Day'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-113834222383445326</id><published>2006-01-26T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T22:10:23.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Bio EVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/james%20blunt.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/james%20blunt.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;While doing some important research on the internet I stumbled across James Blunt's website (you know the guy who sings "You're Beautiful"). Okay fine if you must know I was looking for his picture but the point is that I read his bio and it was seriously funny!!! So funny in fact that I sent it to Keri who in turn has sent it to others. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;James Blunt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/james%20blunt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;James Blunt’s family have served in one kind of army or another since 995A.D.  A long line of warriors.  Savages really.  Not a musical bone in any one of their bodies.  The only music he heard growing up was “Happy Birthday” and “Silent Night”.  His father considered all music, even classical, to be unnecessary noise.  Although James was not one to rock the family boat, he didn’t really think he was going to join the army – it sort of crept up on him.  Plus his family didn’t have a boat.  Aged fourteen he just held the teenage conviction that he would have an interesting life – maybe that’s why he picked the guitar?  Then again, maybe if he hadn’t, he would have tripped over it.  He went to University and studied Aerospace Manufacturing Engineering and Sociology, spending most lectures asleep on the floor at the back.  In much the same way, he ended up in the army.  In essence, one day he was sleeping off a hangover at the back of a sociology lecture hall and the next thing he knew he was in Kosovo with a gun and a guitar strapped to the side of a tank, wondering who he could possibly sleep with to get out of this war.  To break up the super attenuated monotony, James would sometimes stroll through Serb villages wearing an East German cap singing, “All we are saying is give peace a chance”.  “We were peace-keepers at that point,” he explained, shrugging helplessly.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So how did the music get into him, you might ask?  Well if you were sent to boarding school aged seven, studied Engineering by mistake (“I thought we were going to fly planes, but we just pulled metals apart – the brochure was very misleading.”), joined the army by default, guarded The Queen, buried The Queen Mother and pranced around London like a tit for Japanese tourists to photograph, what you’re going to want to do very much after that, besides getting stoned and laid, is put your gun down, pick up a guitar and make an album in America with Linda Perry.  So James came to Los Angeles in September 2003 to record with Tom Rothrock et al.  At night he’d go to bars, bringing with him his valuable British accent (in the U.K., too posh for some people – in LA, the best thing she’d heard all night) and the fact that like 50 Cent he’d been shot at numerous times, but unlike the Cent, had dodged the bullets.  One song, “Goodbye My Lover”, was recorded in his landladies’ bathroom (“She was a frequenter of mental hospitals and in general, a freak – but pleasant”) where, naturally, she kept a piano.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;From birth in a military hospital in Tidworth, to Harrow School, to Aerospace Manufacturing Engineering, to the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst, to The Household Cavalry, to Kosovo, to Buckingham Palace, to a recording studio in Los Angeles.  How did James get from there to here?  Only James Blunt’s hairdresser knows for certain, and either he isn’t talking or James cuts his own hair, and it’s up to you to join the dots – there are ten of them on the album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Written by The Landlady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-113834222383445326?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/113834222383445326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=113834222383445326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/113834222383445326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/113834222383445326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/01/best-bio-ever.html' title='Best Bio EVER!'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-113738590442412408</id><published>2006-01-15T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T20:31:44.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 -- I'm Hooked (Again!)</title><content type='html'>I loved seasons one and two of 24. Loved that Nina was the mole, was so sad that Teri died but thought it was a good twist, loved ragging on Kim but by the time season three rolled around I was working nights. It was just too hard to tape it and watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I stumbled across the season premiere tonight. I LOVE IT!!!!! I'm totally hooked again. I can't believe that David Palmer is dead!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's back on!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, commercial. I was so excited to see that Tony had his soul patch back. I can't believe Michelle's dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up w/ the president's psycho (PSYCHO!) wife? I think I need some background!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THIS SHOW!!!!!!! Gotta get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/24kiefersutherland_narrowweb__200x262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/24kiefersutherland_narrowweb__200x262.jpg" 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/17456432-113738590442412408?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/113738590442412408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=113738590442412408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/113738590442412408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/113738590442412408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/01/24-im-hooked-again.html' title='24 -- I&apos;m Hooked (Again!)'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-113630852673630685</id><published>2006-01-03T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T10:45:59.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Show Your Support!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/innocentmockup2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Spread the word to the faithful that there is a stylish way to show support for our dear Severus! Click here &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://punksandnerds.com/store.html"&gt;Punks and Nerds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; For a girls babydoll tshirt it's $15.95 usd (plus $2.95 shipping). I can't wait to get mine! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-113630852673630685?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/113630852673630685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=113630852673630685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/113630852673630685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/113630852673630685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2006/01/show-your-support.html' title='Show Your Support!'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-113346316543586662</id><published>2005-12-01T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:52:45.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aslan Is On The Move</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONLY 8 DAYS LEFT UNTIL.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/narnia%20poster%20big.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/400/narnia%20poster%20big.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Enough said?  I think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-113346316543586662?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/113346316543586662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=113346316543586662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/113346316543586662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/113346316543586662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2005/12/aslan-is-on-move.html' title='Aslan Is On The Move'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-113095854319067952</id><published>2005-11-02T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T12:53:50.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Not So Amazing Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday I made a decision. A decision that I have been heading towards for the past several weeks but couldn't quite make. A decision that required me to take off my rose tinted DKNY glasses and realize that my favourite show wasn't amazing anymore. The decision was this - I refused to tape The Amazing Race. This may not seem like a big deal to you but this has been one show that for the previous 7 seasons has rocked consistantly. It's won awards. And it's the only show that I tape religiously. Tuesday night just isn't that same without AR. I wasn't sure of the whole family edition thing when I first heard about it but was willing to give it a chance. I have to say I haven't been impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I've bailed out too soon but every episode I thought it would get better and it never did. I don't know any of the contestants names and, frankly, I don't care. There's an annoying team from Florida, an annoying team from New Jersey (New York maybe???? the son who yells at his mother), 4 desperate housewives, a team w/ a super goodlooking guy and his siblings (this is the problem - I don't even know the hottie's name!) and some other teams. Yes, there has bickering and name calling but it's too hard to understand w/ 4 people yelling. There have been meltdowns and supremely embarrassing moments but it's just not the same. I haven't bonded with or developed a serious hate-on for any team. I also miss the world travel. Granted there are many, many awesome things to see in the US but part of the interest (for me anyway) is seeing people experiencing different cultures that they would never normally see and that I probably won't get to see. Yes, I realize that last week the teams finally left the States but I've moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm saying this but bring back Jonathan &amp; Victoria, Lori &amp;amp; Bolo, Team Guido &amp; that bitch that was partnered with Zach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please CBS - no more family edition. The only thing that could be worse is a celebrity edition. Let's hope that season 9 will be back with worldwide travel &amp;amp; teams of two. Congrats on trying something new but please go back to the original format. I'm thinking there's not going to be an Emmy for you guys this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funnest team ever - Brian &amp; Greg (season 7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/ar7brotherstopless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/320/ar7brotherstopless.jpg" 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/17456432-113095854319067952?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/113095854319067952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=113095854319067952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/113095854319067952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/113095854319067952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2005/11/not-so-amazing-race.html' title='The Not So Amazing Race'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-113037617976671059</id><published>2005-10-26T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T18:26:06.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Guide to Being a "Plus One"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/1600/Billy%20Talent%20and%20Jim%20valence2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/400/Billy%20Talent%20and%20Jim%20valence1.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                                         Jim Vallance with Billy Talent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What's a "Plus One"? Well if you guessed it had to do with size, you can guess again. Being a "Plus One" is the very important job of providing accompaniment to friends in positions where they can afford you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the life of a plus one seems glamorous on the surface. You get luxurious expense account dinners, entry into sold out shows, and free CD's. You get to meet famous people in exotic recording studios and in dingy clubs. You never pay for drinks and you get to hang out with cute cute boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now before you get all excited and look for someplace to sign up, I must warn you of the perils.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/1600/joel%20myers%20Ben%20Sixton%20and%20Keri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/200/joel%20myers%20Ben%20Sixton%20and%20Keri.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Being a plus one means never sleeping. Yup, you often don't get home until dawn, and as a not so VIP, you'll probably will miss your sleep. I know I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll need to be able to run interference at the drop of a hat. Is your friend involved in a conversation they need rescuing from? You'll need to come up with an urgent excuse. Do they not want to talk to someone? You'll need to look like you are deep into an enthralling conversation. Does your friend need an excuse? You’ll need to be able to lie quickly and with authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you go see a band, and you hate them you’ll have to stay.  When you go see a band and you love them, you’ll have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, your friend will want to stay with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/1600/Mike%20Reno%20and%20Barb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/200/Mike%20Reno%20and%20Barb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I wouldn’t trade it for the world. It’s a job I was born to perform and I think I do a damn fine job of it.&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/17456432-113037617976671059?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/113037617976671059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=113037617976671059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/113037617976671059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/113037617976671059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2005/10/girls-guide-to-being-plus-one.html' title='Girls Guide to Being a &quot;Plus One&quot;'/><author><name>Keri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/Zleeteg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-112951451995033398</id><published>2005-10-16T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T16:42:06.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I like Hockey Pools</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/1600/canucks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/320/canucks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love Hockey. I love the Vancouver Canucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I love Todd Bertuzzi, but this post isn't about that. It isn't about what I think about the new rules, like the shootout (love it) or what I think about the Canucks chances for the Stanley Cup (undecided). It's about the time honoured tradition of hockey pools and why I like them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's easy for a girl like me to like the Vancouver Canucks. Simply put, the Canucks are by far the cutest team in the league. Todd, Brendan, Markus...any one of them would make my Freebie Five.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What isn't easy, is loving the home team when they're down. I'm not panicking yet. It's early in the season but the boys don't really seem to be firing on all cylinders. This despite the fact that we are #1 in the Northwest Division at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is where Hockey Pools come into this hockey fans life. Unbelievably, there are other teams besides the Canucks. 28 in fact. Now normally I wouldn't care about any of them but the hockey pool changes all that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hockey pools come in a variety of styles. The popular "draft" style is most suited to the fan who follows all the teams and who actually know stats, but I'm not that kind of fan, so I like the pick and choose pool style. Pick two players from each square of 6 players and you'll be awarded points on how they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/1600/Bertuzzi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3637/1176/320/Bertuzzi1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's not just the Canucks and "Them". Now I'm excited watching the sports highlights and seeing East Coast American Teams. Go Jagr! Way to hustle Sullivan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm pretty sure I won't be collecting any winnings. Early in the season we are in 30th place with several injuries. (At least we didn't pick Brett Hull). It doesn't matter though. What matters is that following hockey has become a more enriching and  fun experience.  GO AERO STARS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-112951451995033398?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/112951451995033398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=112951451995033398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/112951451995033398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/112951451995033398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2005/10/why-i-like-hockey-pools.html' title='Why I like Hockey Pools'/><author><name>Keri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/Zleeteg.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-112935544094647995</id><published>2005-10-14T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T22:59:41.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blond, James Blond.</title><content type='html'>Did you know that in every article I read today it mentioned the fact that Daniel Craig will be the first blond James Bond?  &lt;strong&gt;Every single article&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!  Honestly, I wouldn't even call him blond (he's no Owen Wilson).  Other descriptions were "fair haired" or "sandy haired".  Which begs the question, does this actually matter to people?  Obviously it does, as proved by my mentioning it.  The other little bit of trivia mentioned in most articles is that Daniel will only be the 2nd Englishman to play 007 (Roger Moore being the other).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.buzznet.com/img/1777318/gallery.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let's get to the heart of the issue.  Is Daniel Craig the right man for the job?????  I have to say I'm not convinced.....but I'm not upset either.  I've only seen him in &lt;strong&gt;TombRaider&lt;/strong&gt; and I liked him.  I haven't managed to see &lt;strong&gt;Layer Cake &lt;/strong&gt;yet but have heard very good things about him in that film.  My one complaint is that he's looking a little old for this movie.  I say this only b/c it takes place when James Bond is young and first becomes 007.  It's "The Hobbit" of James Bond movies.  So I will reserve judgment until the film actually comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my wish list for the new James Bond (just in case Mr. Craig doesn't work out)- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Gerard Butler - Lara Croft's other boy toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.buzznet.com/img/1777272/feat.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Eric Bana - maybe too pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.buzznet.com/img/1777277/feat.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hugh Jackman - I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.buzznet.com/img/1777401/gallery.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Robbie Williams - was always a long shot but just oozed young Sean Connery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.buzznet.com/img/1777436/gallery.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing is that the following actors did not get offered the job (all were rumoured to be newest Commander Bond at one point in time) -&lt;br /&gt;*Orlando Bloom - great as Legolas &amp; Will Turner but not as a super suave super spy&lt;br /&gt;*Colin Firth - Mark Darcy / Mr. Darcy......enough said&lt;br /&gt;*Hugh Grant - ummmm, no&lt;br /&gt;*Colin Farrell - too dirty&lt;br /&gt;*Jude Law - not such a cad now that it appears SM had a little affair of her own&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-112935544094647995?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/112935544094647995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=112935544094647995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/112935544094647995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/112935544094647995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2005/10/blond-james-blond.html' title='Blond, James Blond.'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-112869993767127485</id><published>2005-10-07T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T21:09:33.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EW Hates Celebrities</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The following takes place between 8:00 - 9:00am on the day of the California presidential primary.  All events occur in real time.  Sorry.  What I meant to say is that this is part of an email between myself and the girls at "Go Fug Yourself". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Have you seen the newest EW cover?  Is it just me or is Sheryl Crow looking&lt;br /&gt;very scary and very masculine?????  I love the magazine but am constantly horrified with the pictures they choose for their covers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather &amp; Jessica: I KNOW! Their photo editor is EVIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something that I would be concerned about if I was a celebrity.  You're talented, beautiful, famous and getting a cover shot on a very cool magazine.  Then your cover shot turns out like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/The%20Baddd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/400/The%20Baddd.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you upset?  I would be.  But maybe they think they look good.  Maybe they have people telling them that it's a great picture.  Maybe they're too important to even look at the picture.  Whatever the case may be I feel that the EW photo editor has a split personality.  Or maybe she (he) just has a serious hate-on &lt;em&gt;(world stolen from Lainey) &lt;/em&gt;for certain celebs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all is not bad/scary in the land of EW covers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/1600/the%20goodd1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2180/1175/400/the%20goodd.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I would just like to say that even though I do really like this picture of Tom Cruise (and honestly have LOVED him in the past) I am still totally grossed out by his "relationship" with Katie/Kate Holmes and their alien love child.&lt;br /&gt;-This is not the best picture of Orlando but I think Kirsten looks excellent and they look good together.  Unlike some very forced pictures we've seen on their covers in the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-112869993767127485?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/112869993767127485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=112869993767127485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/112869993767127485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/112869993767127485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2005/10/ew-hates-celebrities.html' title='EW Hates Celebrities'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17456432.post-112845220569047429</id><published>2005-10-04T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T11:32:08.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Save Kitchen Confidential!</title><content type='html'>So today I was reading through my copy of EW (which I love - thanks Keri) and found an article on one of the first casualties of the fall TV season.  It was about how "Head Cases" was cancelled after only two shows.  Head cases?  My reaction exactly.  Who cares?  But what got my heart rate up was seeing their "endagered list".  Listed front and centre was KITCHEN CONFIDENTIAL.  An immediate email was sent to Keri (who got me hooked on the show in the first place) and we decided something must be done.  First plan - sign someone elses' petition, so I googled "save kitchen confidential".  Not much happened.  A few message boards of people who like the show but that's about it.  So next step was to create our own blog to rally the masses into watching this funny show and letting FOX know that it would be a mistake to cancel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.buzznet.com/img/1739863/gallery.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I just wanted to start another blog.  It's a sickness and I can't help myself.  But I really am concerned about this show b/c it's great, honest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Critics Crave Kitchen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EW says "check out Fox's deliciously dishy new series."&lt;br /&gt;*May says "I can't look away."&lt;br /&gt;*Ntonks_tvtome says "this should be the one sitcom of the fall season that will be raved about by everyone."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17456432-112845220569047429?l=savejack.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/feeds/112845220569047429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17456432&amp;postID=112845220569047429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/112845220569047429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17456432/posts/default/112845220569047429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://savejack.blogspot.com/2005/10/save-kitchen-confidential.html' title='Save Kitchen Confidential!'/><author><name>Marsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911798820367354951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://www.shag.com/%21Prints/greenwahine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
