<?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-7888593</id><updated>2011-11-30T21:09:55.772-06:00</updated><category term='Subway sandwich rip off'/><category term='DOMINATRIX SLEEPS'/><category term='DEADLY DUSTOFF'/><category term='dumb things to say'/><category term='ugly shoes'/><category term='last name kaka'/><category term='Milwaukee'/><category term='ugly hair styles'/><category term='favourite flix'/><category term='KIDS USING DUSTOFF'/><category term='TEEN TREND'/><category term='Birkenstocks ugly'/><category term='No Doubt Concert'/><category term='Subway are charlatans'/><category term='kitty bong'/><category term='TURNING 50'/><category term='ENGLISH LANGUAGE BASTARDIZATION'/><category term='Summerfest'/><category term='50TH BIRTHDAY'/><category term='THE WORD THERE'/><category term='corn on the cob eating cat'/><category term='BIG 5 OH'/><category term='last name fuk'/><category term='terrible last names'/><category term='kitten in bong'/><category term='Schomaker'/><category term='Armagideon Time'/><category term='Judas Priest Concert'/><category term='DEADLY FAD'/><category term='dumb advice'/><category term='Milwaukee B and B'/><category term='DUSTING'/><category term='Subway sandwich scam'/><category term='ugly bad fashion'/><title type='text'>Tails of Cat Woman</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I'm cool and free. I like to roam and prowl. I'm NOCTURNAL&lt;em&gt;&lt;br&gt;I AM GATUVELA&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1073/675950155_2e5520f860_o.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>349</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-9080662635292141634</id><published>2009-08-06T18:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:54:17.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MY LIFE ACCORDING TO "THE WHO"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to other people, including me. You can't use the artist I used. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think! Repost as "My life according to (artist name)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3472/3796740426_09eeb2f853_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Life According to The Who&lt;br /&gt;Pick your Artist: The Who&lt;br /&gt;Are you a male or female? Glow Girl&lt;br /&gt;Describe yourself: Seeker&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel: No Road Romance&lt;br /&gt;Describe where you currently live: Cook’s County&lt;br /&gt;If you could go anywhere, where would you go: Armenia City In The Sky&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite form of transportation: Jaguar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Your best friend is: Baba O'Riley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Your favorite color is: Blue Red and Grey&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite food is: Heinz Baked Beans&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite drink is: Happy Jack&lt;br /&gt;What's the weather like: Sunrise&lt;br /&gt;Favorite time of the day: 5:15&lt;br /&gt;If your life was a tv show, what would it be called: One Life’s Enough&lt;br /&gt;What is life to you: Sea and Sand&lt;br /&gt;Your relationships: Had Enough&lt;br /&gt;Your fear: Boris the Spider&lt;br /&gt;What is the best advice you have to give: Man is a Man&lt;br /&gt;If you could change your name, you would change it to: Athena&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the Day: Wont Get Fooled Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-9080662635292141634?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/9080662635292141634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=9080662635292141634&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/9080662635292141634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/9080662635292141634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-life-according-to-who.html' title='MY LIFE ACCORDING TO &quot;THE WHO&quot;'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3472/3796740426_09eeb2f853_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-8477755933610331395</id><published>2009-07-26T11:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T12:55:48.621-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly bad fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly hair styles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birkenstocks ugly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly shoes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It appears to me that bad fashion sense has become a fad. Bad clothes, ill fitting clothes, bad, ridiculous and outrageous hair styles as well. It seems like if there's one click of ladies or men, who are fashion nerds, there are scores of idiots who see them and think, "cool I must look like these people". OMG Why and how are people so blind to how bad they dress or how awful their hair is?  I wonder if it ever occurred to people who wear bad hair styles, to ever open up a hair style magazine.  If they did, they would see no one in it is wearing the hair style they are sporting.  And in some cases they can go back a few hundred issues to see that their hair style hasn't been in vogue since perhaps circa 1976 or 1984. There are so many who blindly think that skin tight dresses emphasizing an enormous ass is the way to go.  Or wearing pants so low that drawers or thongs show is cool, sexy, classy or as we say in Chicago "sharp".  I'm sorry but it seems like fashion itself is getting ridiculous.  Selling men's shorts that go down to the ankles makes me want to vomit blood. Birkenstocks need to be outlawed for being FUGLY as satanic beings.  So do most styles Earth shoes and all their other arch support "good for your feet" sisters and European cousins.  I spent a fraction on a pair of Mephisto thong sandals at Overstock.com and got lots of compliments. Mephisto has some great styles lately. Just as good as Birkenstock if not better. Sofft makes both pretty and comfortable sandals and shoes and lower prices as well.  There is no financial excuse for bad dressing or wearing ill fitting clothes.  Both me and a BFF can go to TJ Max and get stuff off a final clearance rack and come out looking like Salma Hayek or Halle Berry.  Hell I can go to a resale shop and come out with an awesome outfit. So no excuses people.  I don't wanna hear it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-8477755933610331395?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/8477755933610331395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=8477755933610331395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/8477755933610331395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/8477755933610331395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-appears-to-me-that-bad-fashion-sense.html' title=''/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-7485079808109377081</id><published>2009-07-20T21:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:42:43.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After watching the Gene Simmons Family Jewels episode where Gene follows (stalks) his kids on their Mexico trip, and saw a tour they did where they went zip lining aka aerial rope sliding. I WANT TO DO THAT!  If any of ya'll don't know, but I am the girl Indiana Jones.  I live for an adventure.  Yup, done the bungee jumping, parasailing, white water rapid rafting, hot air ballooned, tattoos.  If it's crazy, I've probably done it. If I can climb Kings Canyon in 104 degree heat, why can't I just zip line across one?  I'm 50 now, so this should be a cake walk right?  How complicated can this really be? I think it should be glorious.  But where can I do this in the U.S.?  Do I have to go to Panama or Mexico?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-7485079808109377081?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/7485079808109377081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=7485079808109377081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7485079808109377081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7485079808109377081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2009/07/after-watching-gene-simmons-family.html' title=''/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-1021878411301732180</id><published>2009-07-04T12:17:00.034-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:30:51.944-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milwaukee B and B'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judas Priest Concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summerfest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No Doubt Concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milwaukee'/><title type='text'>SUMMERFEST 2009</title><content type='html'>On a whim me and H. walked to Union Station and took a bus called Megabus to Milwaukee. Well we got our tickets and left a little later. They only charged us a couple dollars! When I use to see the ads a couple years ago, I thought it was a gimmick with a big catch. Well apparently not.&lt;br /&gt;At Summerfest we saw that Paramour/No Doubt were doing a show at 7Pm. H. got tickets and we walked around. We saw lots of acts including some interesting Colombian or was it Equadorian musicians with guitars and whistles that hypnotised us. They were awesome. At seven the Paramour/No Doubt show started. Gwen was the bomb. After that we headed down towards the Harley Davidson stage. Along the way, Matisyahu was playing I think the Oasis stage. OMG he's a sight but can he JAM. He's so good, I'd trade my old Sean Paul cds for his. He's a bona fide reggae star. After awhile there, and as much as it personally pained us to walk away I had to see Judas Priest as they are one of my top 10 favourite bands of all time. Not to mention the fact that they were the main reason for even going to Summerfest. It was weather perfection. It couldn't have been more perfect. It was about 72 and overcast all day but there wasn't a drop of rain. On the beginning of the road trip, I Googled "Milwaukee B&amp;amp;B's" and the first one I called had a room available for a hundred bucks! It was awesome and we were fed well. Very very well. So well that a frogurt with fruit from Berry Chill on State Street was all we had that evening. We - I had fun. Dancing in the aisles at No Doubt, like (according to "H") a cross between Cindy Lauper and Gwen Stefani. And then head banging to metal tunes (still remembering all the words) by Priest like "Breaking the Law". LOL My comment to dat...... I may be 50 but I still ROCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-1021878411301732180?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/1021878411301732180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=1021878411301732180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1021878411301732180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1021878411301732180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2009/07/us-couple-dollars-only-when-i-use-to.html' title='SUMMERFEST 2009'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-6652458075297164459</id><published>2009-03-25T17:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T13:46:42.894-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last name fuk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrible last names'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last name kaka'/><title type='text'>IS IT FUK OR IS IT FOOK?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tiefamedia.com/cat_gifs/images/more%20cat%20anims/cat26.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG THIS REALLY HAPPENED TO ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I work in a physician's office and as I grabbed a couple patient charts, to get ready to call a couple patients to put in rooms. I spy the name of one of them and had to leave the area for a fit of hysteria. I infected the rest of the staff once I pointed to the chart. I was in tears and doubled over. I had one of those hyperventilation laugh attacks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The patient's name was Marsha Fuks. Yes Fuks!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marsha - Marsha - Marsha. Why did you keep this name????????? In all these years living in the U.S.A. why did you not ever change this? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe she's related to Joseph Kaka. Yes we had one of those a few years back and still tell the story about him to our office newbys.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The tech grabbed a chart from the bin getting ready to call out the patient's name, when he paused. He thought, Oh hell no!, then decided to mispronounce it so that we didn't have a fit of laughter in our waiting room. He pronounced it as Mr Cake-ka. The gentleman popped up out of his seat and with his index finger straight up, corrected our man, saying, "It is Ka-ka". After the tech told me this, I did fall on the floor laughing. We all did again later at the end of the day when he told the rest of the staff and doctor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well in this hellish economy, I have little luxuries, one is Vosges chocolate and the other is laughter. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks Mrs Fuks. I fuckin' needed that. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-6652458075297164459?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2009/03/is-it-fuk-or-is-it-fook.html' title='IS IT FUK OR IS IT FOOK?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/6652458075297164459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=6652458075297164459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/6652458075297164459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/6652458075297164459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2009/03/is-it-fuk-or-is-it-fook.html' title='IS IT FUK OR IS IT FOOK?'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-1604932873712175118</id><published>2009-03-17T17:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:40:28.642-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Subway sandwich scam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Subway sandwich rip off'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Subway are charlatans'/><title type='text'>THE GREAT SUBWAY SANDWICH SCAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tiefamedia.com/cat_gifs/images/more%20cat%20anims/cat26.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week the sandwich king Subway, officially became charlatans 9.5 on a scale from 1 to 10.&lt;br /&gt;I went in for a roast beef sandwich, Dasani and chips and paid $ 6.44.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the transaction, I got a receipt that said, “get $1.00 off your next 12” sandwich and 50¢ off of your 6”.&lt;br /&gt;So today, being a nice day in the low 70’s, I went out again for the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;The bill was $6.42.&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned. I said to the clerk, “I don’t get it. Where am I getting 50¢ off here?”&lt;br /&gt;Pointing out the bill total from the yesterdays receipt, saying that I had the exact same thing and that I’m only being charged 2¢ less.&lt;br /&gt;Their answer to me was that the discount applied to sale of a sandwich only and not their meal. When you buy a sandwich with chips and a drink you are being charged for a “meal”. A fixed, bundled price.&lt;br /&gt;Me,“Who the hell orders a sandwich only? Nice scam you’ve got going here”. I said it loud enough for everyone to hear. I got the 50¢ off my bill right away.&lt;br /&gt;I recon it was “hush” money. LOL Lower your volume and get the hell out.&lt;br /&gt;Subway, you are almost as bad as AIG corp. Rip off artists. Bottom line.&lt;br /&gt;I was charged for each item individually. Thus giving me a total of a whopping 2¢ discount. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-1604932873712175118?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-subway-sandwich-scam.html' title='THE GREAT SUBWAY SANDWICH SCAM'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/1604932873712175118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=1604932873712175118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1604932873712175118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1604932873712175118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-subway-sandwich-scam.html' title='THE GREAT SUBWAY SANDWICH SCAM'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-5954274173256986982</id><published>2009-03-03T17:43:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:40:52.257-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitten in bong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitty bong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Schomaker'/><title type='text'>SMOKING A KITTY BONG?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Right! This guy is totally demented. He was arrested for putting his hyper kitten in his bong. With intention of mellowing it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;THEY CALL IT DOPE FOR A REASON.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;God, I thought, I had heard it all. What a retard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Here's a part of the full article.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Schomaker allegedly told deputies the kitten was high strung and needed to be put in the bong to keep it calm.&lt;br /&gt;“The cat appeared to be very lethargic, somewhat in a sleeping state,” Jarrett said.&lt;br /&gt;Capital Humane Society officials said they have taken X-rays and done other tests to see if the kitten has any long-term affects from the alleged abuse.&lt;br /&gt;“The individual stated he had done this several times,” agent Bob Downey said.&lt;br /&gt;The shelter workers said they are working with the sheriff's office and the county attorney to get custody of the animal so it can be put up for adoption.&lt;br /&gt;“We'll find a home where it will not be subjected to this type of treatment anymore,” Downey said.&lt;br /&gt;Schomaker was cited for misdemeanor animal cruelty.&lt;br /&gt;That charge could be upgraded to a felony if the kitten dies or has long-term effects from the alleged abuse.&lt;br /&gt;A misdemeanor conviction could mean up to a year in jail time, a felony conviction would put Schomaker away for up to five years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Retarded persons are more brilliant than this loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Jackass!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.xyrcncp.com/gallery/d/833-2/stoned_20cat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-5954274173256986982?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ketv.com/news/18838874/detail.html' title='SMOKING A KITTY BONG?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/5954274173256986982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=5954274173256986982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/5954274173256986982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/5954274173256986982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2009/03/smoking-kitty-bong.html' title='SMOKING A KITTY BONG?'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-8753727767932336736</id><published>2009-02-05T17:37:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T17:43:16.393-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE WORD THERE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ENGLISH LANGUAGE BASTARDIZATION'/><title type='text'>WHAT EVER HAPPENED TO THE WORD THERE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;What ever happened to the word "there"? I woke up one day and the word there disappered from the English language. What happened to it? I notice on t.v. people interviewed on the news saying......."It was a big fire and it was too many flames to run in the house to save our stuff" Or "It was a lot of water. Our car got flooded and now half our house got flooded"..... Then there's "It was a lot of people at the concert in the park. Maybe over a thousand" I'm at a loss. When did this go into effect? I didn't get the memo. I didn't hear about it on the news. I didn't read about it in the newspaper. Perhaps it went to the same place the word all right went. I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;If you know what happened to it? R.S.V.P. and Thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-8753727767932336736?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/8753727767932336736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=8753727767932336736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/8753727767932336736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/8753727767932336736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-ever-happened-to-word-there.html' title='WHAT EVER HAPPENED TO THE WORD THERE?'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-2922339740281474572</id><published>2009-02-04T17:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T18:45:54.946-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BIG 5 OH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50TH BIRTHDAY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TURNING 50'/><title type='text'>TURNING THE BIG 5 OH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Well it happened. I turned 50. I had a hell of a past few months but I'm much better now. I was not well. I was so unwell I thought I'd lose my mind. When you feel like shit and it doesn't get better, not only is it depressing it's stressful as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I turned 50 somewhere between being in agony and getting a lot better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'd prefer to not post the details but I got personal emails from a few bloggers with well wishes and I thank you for your thoughtfulness there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;50 was not as traumatising as I thought it would be. But it still sucks. I had the best of dinners, and hit the club scene with 4 of my best peeps and then got presented with a gorgeous blue topaz ring (gargantuan sized) diamond cut in white gold. It's a masterpiece and only someone who really knows me could know my taste. (That statement is meant to be a jab to the blockheads who could never get it right) It's beautiful. I like large sized jewelry. I'm not into dainty piddly things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Will post again soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Just wanted all to know I'm alive and well and planning to go to Manhattan soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;TTFN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;ME-OW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-2922339740281474572?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/2922339740281474572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=2922339740281474572&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2922339740281474572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2922339740281474572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2009/02/turning-big-5-oh.html' title='TURNING THE BIG 5 OH.'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-1734179690241618746</id><published>2008-08-12T14:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:42:09.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SPORTY DAWGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SKHlMmFApXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/8-mPp0MWkkM/s1600-h/B+ball+geek+dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SKHlMmFApXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/8-mPp0MWkkM/s400/B+ball+geek+dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SKHlMpvEoFI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7D7PIfZAIFc/s1600-h/Cub+fan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SKHlMpvEoFI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7D7PIfZAIFc/s400/Cub+fan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-1734179690241618746?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/1734179690241618746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=1734179690241618746&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1734179690241618746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1734179690241618746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/08/sporty-dawgs.html' title='SPORTY DAWGS'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SKHlMmFApXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/8-mPp0MWkkM/s72-c/B+ball+geek+dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-9165503913363595882</id><published>2008-08-05T00:26:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:28:35.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CHICAGO TORNADO OF 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I should have known when I saw the water in the toilet waivering back and fourth.&lt;br /&gt;It was actually swaying wildly. Then I heard the sirens and washed my hands as fast as I've ever washed them in my life. I run to an office with a t.v. but before I turn it on, I see the sky's light up non stop. Continuous lightening lighting the Chicago downtown. I was afraid to touch the t.v.&lt;br /&gt;The sirens rang louder and louder. Holy crap. I turned the t.v. on and heard that Wrigley Field was evacuating the people in the stands because we had a tornado hit the near north and downtown Chicago area. Then it went dead. The cable went out. Crap! I turned on a radio. Static. Well at least I'm in a hospital. If they call a code grey, I'm in the right place. I've got a two giant water coolers and a couple turkey with mayo sandwiches and fig newtons in the fridge. I don't ever remember a tornado in my life. At least not in the metro area. We've had nasty El Nino winds, but a bonafide funnel tornado, was a first. I hung out at the office until 10 to 10. It calmed down. I ventured out hating the still flashing skys. I walked to the train station. Flashing, and more flashing up there on the platform. I'm hating every second of the 8 minute wait for the train. I'm safe. I arrive at my stop and the bus is downstairs waiting for me. No rain. 10 minutes, I see the drops on the windows slowly starting. Then they got heavier and heavier. It came down like a giant wave. Water started to come into the bus immediately. It was pretty bad. I knew my umbrella and wind breaker would be futile in keeping me dry. I got off the bus 5 minutes later in the thunder, lightening and torrents and made a run for it. BANG! CRACK! BOOM! I was terrified but finally was home. In front of my sweet residential street, I saw destroyed branches of trees and flowers shredded and littering the streets and sidewalks. Soaking wet, I walked in the building's hallway leaving a foot trail. I took the shoes off at the front door.  At least I had power to come home to.  20,000 weren't so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I peeled off my skirt, socks, Mephisto's and top and just draped them over the tub and put the Mephisto's near a window cracked open a tad. Hopefully, they'll not be ruined. Now even though I will never ever have grandkids, it's a story I can tell my nieces, nephews and great nephews and nieces. My adventure out in the great Chicago tornado of "08.&lt;br /&gt;My only concern now, is that we don't have any mysterious monsters wash up on our shores of Lake Michigan. Eeeeewwwwwwwwww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-9165503913363595882?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/9165503913363595882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=9165503913363595882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/9165503913363595882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/9165503913363595882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/08/chicago-tornado-of-2008.html' title='CHICAGO TORNADO OF 2008'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-5880371850378750044</id><published>2008-08-03T20:42:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:25:47.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MONTAUK MONSTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SJZebxbIqcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/9LWt6d7gBI0/s1600-h/Montauk+Monster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SJZebxbIqcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/9LWt6d7gBI0/s400/Montauk+Monster.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SJkKgt-TXMI/AAAAAAAAAPw/LYzIlrU1vAY/s1600-h/Monster+closeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SJkKgt-TXMI/AAAAAAAAAPw/LYzIlrU1vAY/s400/Monster+closeup.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SJkKmKAkK3I/AAAAAAAAAP4/WkOAN__Q7lc/s1600-h/Creature+underbelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SJkKmKAkK3I/AAAAAAAAAP4/WkOAN__Q7lc/s400/Creature+underbelly.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe this is the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chupacabra"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chupacabra.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Then again it could be the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jersey_Devil"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jersey Devil.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; It doesn't even look like it belongs on Earth. It looks like it came from &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twenty_Thousand_Leagues_Under_the_Sea"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20,000 Leagues Under the Sea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; or the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bermuda_Triangle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bermuda Triangle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad I don't have a home in the Hamptons for the first time in my life. What a freaky thing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also what's freaky is that scientists say it's not from Earth. WTF?&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait until they identify it's origins. I really hope it's not Earth. Anyway, here's Jeff Corwin's take on it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IO_h65gZ0L0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IO_h65gZ0L0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-5880371850378750044?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,395294,00.html' title='MONTAUK MONSTER'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/5880371850378750044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=5880371850378750044&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/5880371850378750044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/5880371850378750044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/08/montauk-monster.html' title='MONTAUK MONSTER'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SJZebxbIqcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/9LWt6d7gBI0/s72-c/Montauk+Monster.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-4487150445225844620</id><published>2008-07-05T12:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T17:24:41.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BURGLAR IN BROAD DAYLIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SG-vB8_525I/AAAAAAAAAPI/KwsFD7aJWGs/s1600-h/Food+theif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SG-vB8_525I/AAAAAAAAAPI/KwsFD7aJWGs/s400/Food+theif.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-4487150445225844620?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/4487150445225844620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=4487150445225844620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/4487150445225844620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/4487150445225844620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/07/burglar-in-broad-daylight.html' title='BURGLAR IN BROAD DAYLIGHT'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SG-vB8_525I/AAAAAAAAAPI/KwsFD7aJWGs/s72-c/Food+theif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-2736908915427898945</id><published>2008-07-05T12:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T12:30:44.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HEADLESS HITLER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SG-uz4f1asI/AAAAAAAAAPA/VxaisjyxTvA/s1600-h/Hitler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SG-uz4f1asI/AAAAAAAAAPA/VxaisjyxTvA/s400/Hitler.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I being an art lover, don't exactly feel so bad about the head of this wax figure being ripped off in Berlin. LOL They arrested a man for doing that. Can you believe it? This should have been encased behind glass. They should have known better. Now that's a dumb ass check for the Germans.&lt;br /&gt;Click on title for full story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-2736908915427898945?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.reuters.com/article/oddlyEnoughNews/idUSN0547926220080705?feedType=RSS&amp;feedName=oddlyEnoughNews' title='HEADLESS HITLER'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/2736908915427898945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=2736908915427898945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2736908915427898945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2736908915427898945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/07/headless-hitler.html' title='HEADLESS HITLER'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SG-uz4f1asI/AAAAAAAAAPA/VxaisjyxTvA/s72-c/Hitler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-5318392330439893305</id><published>2008-07-04T10:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T17:50:45.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PREGNANT MAN GIVES BIRTH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SG5BVYLQImI/AAAAAAAAAO4/72reqnxhsgM/s1600-h/PREGNANT+MAN.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SG5BVYLQImI/AAAAAAAAAO4/72reqnxhsgM/s400/PREGNANT+MAN.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;He's an idiot and and exhibitionist.  You ask why I say exhibitionist?  Well he once was model and finalist in the Miss Hawaii competition.  He is modeling as a pregnant man as seen in this photo.  Soooooooooo that is why he is an EXHIBITIONIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-5318392330439893305?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://featuresblogs.chicagotribune.com/features_julieshealthclub/2008/07/transgender-man.html' title='PREGNANT MAN GIVES BIRTH'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/5318392330439893305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=5318392330439893305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/5318392330439893305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/5318392330439893305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/07/pregnant-man-gives-birth.html' title='PREGNANT MAN GIVES BIRTH'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SG5BVYLQImI/AAAAAAAAAO4/72reqnxhsgM/s72-c/PREGNANT+MAN.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-3266189804493535857</id><published>2008-07-04T10:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T10:22:20.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>70 YEAR OLD GRANDMA GIVES BIRTH TO TWINS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SG4_BjKJikI/AAAAAAAAAOw/t3YugyP9ILM/s1600-h/Grandma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SG4_BjKJikI/AAAAAAAAAOw/t3YugyP9ILM/s400/Grandma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;                                                                THEY'RE IDIOTS&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                           She's an idiot for putting herself and her babies' health in danger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                           He's an idiot for not seeing any value in his daughters.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                           Frankly he's just an asshole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-3266189804493535857?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,376083,00.html' title='70 YEAR OLD GRANDMA GIVES BIRTH TO TWINS'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/3266189804493535857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=3266189804493535857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/3266189804493535857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/3266189804493535857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/07/70-year-old-grandma-gives-birth-to.html' title='70 YEAR OLD GRANDMA GIVES BIRTH TO TWINS'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SG4_BjKJikI/AAAAAAAAAOw/t3YugyP9ILM/s72-c/Grandma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-1997837138095816041</id><published>2008-06-21T10:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T10:15:58.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CHICAGO "IT'S THE NEW AUSTRALIA"</title><content type='html'>WE FIRST STARTED TO DISCOVER THAT OUR SMALL PETS WERE BEING EATEN BY MYSTERIOUS COYOTES.  THEN WE STARTED TO FIND MOUNTAIN LIONS. ONE BEING IN THE VERY MIDDLE OF OUR METROPOLITAN NEIGHBORHOOD.  NOW IT'S THE MIGHTHY OL' CRUSTY ALLIGATOR.  I FEEL LIKE I'M IN THE LAND OF OZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SF0YyUuB1II/AAAAAAAAAOA/JX4uk5XVl70/s1600-h/Alligator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SF0YyUuB1II/AAAAAAAAAOA/JX4uk5XVl70/s320/Alligator.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-1997837138095816041?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/1997837138095816041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=1997837138095816041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1997837138095816041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1997837138095816041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/06/chicago-its-new-australia.html' title='CHICAGO &quot;IT&apos;S THE NEW AUSTRALIA&quot;'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SF0YyUuB1II/AAAAAAAAAOA/JX4uk5XVl70/s72-c/Alligator.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-8089495835010598378</id><published>2008-05-27T08:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T14:55:34.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SEPARATED AT BIRTH?</title><content type='html'>These two chicks from different countries I swear look alike. Khandi Alexander our favorite M.E. on CSI Miami and Namrata Singh Gujral from the movie Americanizing Shelley.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SDV5M1ufWvI/AAAAAAAAANA/a3oQgwIBg2s/s1600-h/Khandi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SDV5M1ufWvI/AAAAAAAAANA/a3oQgwIBg2s/s400/Khandi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SDV5FlufWuI/AAAAAAAAAM4/m3Ikkj9IdTc/s1600-h/Namrata.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SDV5FlufWuI/AAAAAAAAAM4/m3Ikkj9IdTc/s400/Namrata.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-8089495835010598378?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/8089495835010598378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=8089495835010598378&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/8089495835010598378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/8089495835010598378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/05/namrata.html' title='SEPARATED AT BIRTH?'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SDV5M1ufWvI/AAAAAAAAANA/a3oQgwIBg2s/s72-c/Khandi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-274023020631051695</id><published>2008-05-22T08:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T14:58:19.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO IS THIS FAT DUDE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SDV6hlufWwI/AAAAAAAAANI/bud7sQcv6Tg/s1600-h/Tom+Cruise+fat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SDV6hlufWwI/AAAAAAAAANI/bud7sQcv6Tg/s400/Tom+Cruise+fat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's Tom Cruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-274023020631051695?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/274023020631051695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=274023020631051695&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/274023020631051695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/274023020631051695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/05/who-is-this-fat-dude.html' title='WHO IS THIS FAT DUDE?'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SDV6hlufWwI/AAAAAAAAANI/bud7sQcv6Tg/s72-c/Tom+Cruise+fat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-9194630121993318456</id><published>2008-05-21T21:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T14:57:56.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DAVID COOK WINS</title><content type='html'>It's about time a bonafide rocker wins idol.&lt;br /&gt;I knew he'd win because of the phone results having been published on two web sites. I just love him and his creativity. What he did with Billie Jean, Lionel Ritchie's Hello, Parton's Little Sparrow and Eleanor Rigby was sheer genius. YouTube these great performances by typing "David Cook Rigby" or "David Cook Billie Jean", and you'll see what I mean. He's dope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SDTUzFufWpI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/TVvHWsKmsQ4/s1600-h/david+cook.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SDTUzFufWpI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/TVvHWsKmsQ4/s400/david+cook.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-9194630121993318456?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/9194630121993318456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=9194630121993318456&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/9194630121993318456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/9194630121993318456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/05/david-cook-wins.html' title='DAVID COOK WINS'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/SDTUzFufWpI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/TVvHWsKmsQ4/s72-c/david+cook.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-7641390729756822434</id><published>2008-04-12T11:41:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T01:43:08.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LISTMANIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tiefamedia.com/cat_gifs/images/more%20cat%20anims/cat26.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY OWN LISTMANIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Male &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rock Voices&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; IMO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Listed in age order)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Roger Daltrey from The Who fame b. 3-1-44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Freddie Mercury of Queen b. 9-5-46 d. 11-24-91&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. David Bowie b. 1-8-47&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Dennis De Young of Styx b. 2-18-47&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Elton John b. 3-25-47&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. Robert Plant b. 8-20-48&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Paul Rodgers (Bad Company,The Firm &amp;amp; Queen) b. 12-17-49&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. Rob Halford of Judas Priest fame b. 8-25-51&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. Geddy Lee of Rush fame b. 7-29-53&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. Kim Bendix Petersen of King Diamond b. 6-14-56&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11. Prince b. 6-7-58&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12. Bruce Dickenson of Iron Maiden b. 8-7-58&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;13. Geoff Tate of Queensrÿche fame b. 1-14-59&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;14. Axl Rose b. 2-6-62&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15. Serj Tankian of System of a Down fame b.8-21-67&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16. Chester Bennington of Linkin Park b. 3-20-76&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"  &gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It's not that I don't think Paul and John or Mick &amp;amp; Ian aren't great singers, but I'm talking spine tingling vocals, which usually include great falsettos and passion when they perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I'll always love Ozzy, Dio, Phil et alii, but..............Am I forgetting anyone?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Honorable mentions&lt;br /&gt;Eddie Vetter&lt;br /&gt;Billy Corgan &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Morrison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(125, 27, 126);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(125, 27, 126);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(125, 27, 126);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-7641390729756822434?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-own-listmania-best-male-rock-voices.html' title='LISTMANIA'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/7641390729756822434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=7641390729756822434&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7641390729756822434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7641390729756822434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-own-listmania-best-male-rock-voices.html' title='LISTMANIA'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-7557287553941737218</id><published>2008-04-12T01:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:16:26.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M STUNNED AT THE VOTE OFF!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tiefamedia.com/cat_gifs/images/more%20cat%20anims/cat26.gif" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In case none of you knew, I've been watching Ameican Idol as of this season.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am also traumatised that the American people voted Michael Johns off of Idol.&lt;br /&gt;He was fantastic. He has a great voice, presence and looks. He certainly wasn't better than Kristy, Syesha, Brooke or Jason.&lt;br /&gt;Who were these people voting for Kristy, Syesha and Brooke? It doesn't matter though, because he'll be the one with the big singing career while they're still are doing their lounge lizard/cruise ship performances.&lt;br /&gt;I was looking forward to seeing his next performance. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here he is in great form.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A09VEyCVjJ0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A09VEyCVjJ0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/7888593-7557287553941737218?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/7557287553941737218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=7557287553941737218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7557287553941737218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7557287553941737218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-stunned-at-vote-off.html' title='I&apos;M STUNNED AT THE VOTE OFF!!!!'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-1006521439271565577</id><published>2008-04-05T22:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T22:14:45.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE THIS GUY</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mHh0NdR5Jh0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mHh0NdR5Jh0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His words are proudly spoken.  I love him.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Radical Islam has seen us for what we are, a soft touch. It sees that political correctness is like a drug that we just can't stop injecting, even though we know it's going to kill us. And they're taking full advantage of that. Turning our sense of fairness against us, and making us despise ourselves for one of our best qualities. And any concession made will be seen as a sign of weakness to be exploited further, because there is no dialogue with radical Islam. It doesn't want to be agreed with. It wants to be obeyed. It thinks it has the God-given right, aptly enough, to make the rules, not just for Muslims, but for everyone." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Is my favorite part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-1006521439271565577?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/1006521439271565577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=1006521439271565577&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1006521439271565577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1006521439271565577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-this-guy.html' title='I LOVE THIS GUY'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-4096919156350017840</id><published>2008-03-29T11:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T11:21:44.749-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KIDS USING DUSTOFF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DUSTING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TEEN TREND'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DEADLY FAD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DEADLY DUSTOFF'/><title type='text'>DUSTING.  NOT ONLY A HOUSEHOLD EVENT.</title><content type='html'>Another jaw dropping video. &lt;img src="http://debates.coches.net/emo/90.gif" /&gt;  Who knew?  I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RCTht3vQGUk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RCTht3vQGUk&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&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/7888593-4096919156350017840?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/4096919156350017840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=4096919156350017840&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/4096919156350017840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/4096919156350017840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/03/dusting-not-only-household-event.html' title='DUSTING.  NOT ONLY A HOUSEHOLD EVENT.'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-7110110258790070810</id><published>2008-03-29T09:45:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T11:16:20.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HORRORS OF THE LEMON</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;By watching this video, your life will forever be altered....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://debates.coches.net/emo/90.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Dmcfcd9v24&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3Dmcfcd9v24&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/7888593-7110110258790070810?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/7110110258790070810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=7110110258790070810&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7110110258790070810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7110110258790070810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/03/horrors-of-lemon.html' title='HORRORS OF THE LEMON'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-344527658037910300</id><published>2008-03-08T13:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T13:36:11.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.quizrocket.com/mixed-drink-quiz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizrocket.com/static/images/quizrocket/badges/mixeddrink/martini.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.quizrocket.com/mixed-drink-quiz"&gt;What Mixed Drink Are You Quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizrocket.com/"&gt;QuizRocket.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quibblo.com"&gt;Make Your Own Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTEyMDUwMDQ2OTM2NDAmcHQ9MTIwNTAwNDczMzU2MiZwPTg3MzMxJmQ9bWl4ZWRkcmluayZuPWJsb2dnZXI=.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-344527658037910300?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/344527658037910300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=344527658037910300&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/344527658037910300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/344527658037910300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/03/take-what-mixed-drink-are-you-quiz-at.html' title=''/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-600986887602212355</id><published>2008-02-23T17:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T17:44:48.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS FOR ALL THOSE MONTHS OF TORTURE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/R8CvqR4T2dI/AAAAAAAAAL4/T7P9Cgo6Bdc/s1600-h/paint+prank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/R8CvqR4T2dI/AAAAAAAAAL4/T7P9Cgo6Bdc/s400/paint+prank.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-600986887602212355?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/600986887602212355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=600986887602212355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/600986887602212355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/600986887602212355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-for-all-those-months-of-torture.html' title='THIS IS FOR ALL THOSE MONTHS OF TORTURE!'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/R8CvqR4T2dI/AAAAAAAAAL4/T7P9Cgo6Bdc/s72-c/paint+prank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-5133211590456337228</id><published>2008-02-23T17:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T17:41:15.112-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SEPARATED AT BIRTH?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/R8CuLx4T2cI/AAAAAAAAALw/WCf6RQGfzW8/s1600-h/Connelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/R8CuLx4T2cI/AAAAAAAAALw/WCf6RQGfzW8/s400/Connelly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(125, 27, 126);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(125, 27, 126);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/R8CuGx4T2bI/AAAAAAAAALo/x3k7U3ysd1w/s1600-h/Furtado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/R8CuGx4T2bI/AAAAAAAAALo/x3k7U3ysd1w/s400/Furtado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these two (Jennifer Connelly and Nelly Furtado) are twins separated at birth. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(125, 27, 126);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(125, 27, 126);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-5133211590456337228?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/5133211590456337228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=5133211590456337228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/5133211590456337228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/5133211590456337228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/02/separated-at-birth.html' title='SEPARATED AT BIRTH?'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/R8CuLx4T2cI/AAAAAAAAALw/WCf6RQGfzW8/s72-c/Connelly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-257127712948060271</id><published>2008-02-15T00:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:12:55.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY FLASHBACK WITH U2</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g2BqLlVHlWA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g2BqLlVHlWA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&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/7888593-257127712948060271?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/257127712948060271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=257127712948060271&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/257127712948060271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/257127712948060271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/02/friday-flashback-with-u2.html' title='FRIDAY FLASHBACK WITH U2'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-3318196787582398560</id><published>2008-02-14T21:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:12:04.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lover's From Long Ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/R7UCOB4T2aI/AAAAAAAAALg/HQvxcRDKZ_E/s1600-h/skeleton+couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/R7UCOB4T2aI/AAAAAAAAALg/HQvxcRDKZ_E/s400/skeleton+couple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this photo.  This couple died together.  Probably somehow tragic like a mudslide or worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-3318196787582398560?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/3318196787582398560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=3318196787582398560&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/3318196787582398560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/3318196787582398560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/02/lovers-from-long-ago.html' title='Lover&apos;s From Long Ago'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/R7UCOB4T2aI/AAAAAAAAALg/HQvxcRDKZ_E/s72-c/skeleton+couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-8206196293813438608</id><published>2008-02-14T21:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:10:33.537-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Odd Couple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/R7UBeR4T2YI/AAAAAAAAALQ/mwCfCCujQmI/s1600-h/Gorrilla+lovers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/R7UBeR4T2YI/AAAAAAAAALQ/mwCfCCujQmI/s400/Gorrilla+lovers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-2497646320173841222?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/2497646320173841222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=2497646320173841222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2497646320173841222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2497646320173841222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/02/gorilla-lovers.html' title='Gorilla Lovers'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/R7UBeR4T2YI/AAAAAAAAALQ/mwCfCCujQmI/s72-c/Gorrilla+lovers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-2053446881570481771</id><published>2008-02-09T23:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T22:10:02.943-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Armagideon Time'/><title type='text'>FRIDAY FLASHBACK WITH THE CLASH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B6NYUt4H_EE&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B6NYUt4H_EE&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/7888593-2053446881570481771?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/2053446881570481771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=2053446881570481771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2053446881570481771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2053446881570481771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/02/friday-flashback-with-clash.html' title='FRIDAY FLASHBACK WITH THE CLASH!'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-1619861986269829477</id><published>2008-02-05T21:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T21:34:57.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day The Seniors Drove The Cat Nuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Sometimes it's days like today that senior citizens annoy me royally. Today I left home 30 minutes early to go vote. The polling place was a block away from me. When I arrived every booth was taken. 22 minutes later I still was waiting. I asked, "Why the wait?" Apparently the blue haired's couldn't figure out the technology and were confused. JESUS! I wanted to stick a fork in my eye. They have all day to vote but do they have to do this between 6 and 8 AM????? I'm really a laid back person (much to the chagrin of many) and am pretty care free and patient and usually not one to rush. But this was ridiculous already. I walked out. I went back after work. They also make doctors appointments at the end of the day, so that a working person can't get a late appointment. How do I know this? Because I'm sometimes the lady giving them appointments at the doctors office. They're always asking me for 4 PM or later appointments. Why? You don't work. For what reason on God's green Earth do you need such a late appointment? I never ask but sometimes when I refuse to give them the late ones, they say, dumb things like I have majong or bridge or exercise class. O FRIKKEN WELL! I GUESS YOU'LL HAVE TO MISS A DAY SUNSHINE. Crimeny. Give me a break.&lt;br /&gt;Now don't you all jump to conclusions, I'm not heartless. If someone said, "But&lt;br /&gt;meals on wheels comes between 4 and 5:30 with my dinner", I'll bend over backwards. But stupid replies like Bingo starts at 2:30 just don't fly with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do senior citizens do selfish things like this? Because they can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-1619861986269829477?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/1619861986269829477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=1619861986269829477&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1619861986269829477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1619861986269829477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/02/sometimes-its-days-like-today-that.html' title='The Day The Seniors Drove The Cat Nuts'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-8810819546497747437</id><published>2008-02-02T13:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:57:17.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TO THE RITZ JAMES</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tiefamedia.com/cat_gifs/images/more%20cat%20anims/cat26.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last night I was at a charity benefit at the Ritz downtown Chicago. It was a nice gala with decent food, and music.&lt;br /&gt;Of course there was the silent auctions for a number of things. But mostly it was raising money for the homeless. I never noticed how many there were living on the streets and not in shelters.  Especially here in Chicago where the weather has been in the minus single digits or freezing with several inches of snowfall blanketing the city. I notice these poor unfortunates as I'd take the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chicago_"&gt;L&lt;/a&gt; home between 9 and 10, after dining with "the boyfriend", who lives behind the John Hancock building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;Well it started at 5:30 and I had to work. So I brought the shoes, hosiery and jewelry to work Thursday and the dress and pashmina on Friday. When I woke up Friday morning it had snowed at least 8 inches. It was a mess. I'd have to drag my UGLY totebag with me to the gala. To put a sweater and jeans in, to change into after the benefit for the L ride home. Anyway, Friday I get the goodies out of my locker and take them to the employee bathroom. Wash my face, and put on fresh makeup. Put on the dress, hose, giant wool socks, my old ankle high Frye boots, long wool coat and pashmina over my coat, so it doesn't wrinkle. God I looked like a dork. I put the gorgeous heels in a plastic garbage can liner with a lint brush and the sweater and jeans and stuff them all in a tote bag. Before the short cab ride to the Ritz, as I usually do, I look at the drivers id and address him by his first name, e.g.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;"Tyrone I'm going to La Trattoria in Old Town", or "Mahmood to the AMC at 2600 N. Western". But today his name was James. Without thinking, I said, "James, I'm going to the Ritz". It then hit me. Just like the posh heiress in the movies, who says, "James, to the Ritz" I giggled. "To the Ritz James. The Ritz Carlton!" We get there, I pay him and run in to find a corner to be unseen while de cloaking. It was easy, no one in site. I take off the boots and socks and put them in the plastic bag. Put on the heels and start to freshen up by taking the lint off my hose and fluff up my dress. Voilà I'm done. Get to the cloak room, ditch the coat and tote. Duck into the ladies room to fix the static hair. Voilà again. I arrived without a second to spare. Dinner was served 15 minutes later. I was frazzled getting there for nothing. I was paranoid I'd slip and fall or I'd get sloshed while hailing a cab. I looked perfect and I never ever say that (being the critic I am). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;But strangers told me so. (Lots of dress compliments) It's been a while since I had to dress up for an event with messy weather outside. I pulled it off so I'm da bomb. The end result was fab. The lady I sat next to was an organiser of the benefit and the numbers surpassed last years event. We were all happy for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-8810819546497747437?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/8810819546497747437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=8810819546497747437&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/8810819546497747437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/8810819546497747437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-ritz-james.html' title='TO THE RITZ JAMES'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-5144661487047868205</id><published>2008-02-01T23:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T12:41:17.549-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FLASHBACK WITH YAZOO (OR YAZ)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FaHuzkyurC0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FaHuzkyurC0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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YAZ)'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-2484153057502784797</id><published>2008-01-26T17:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T17:17:48.365-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2028/2221077399_cc5f3e9f51_o.jpg"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-2484153057502784797?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/2484153057502784797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=2484153057502784797&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2484153057502784797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2484153057502784797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-194445362545372730</id><published>2008-01-25T00:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T21:32:52.302-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DOMINATRIX SLEEPS'/><title type='text'>FRIDAY FLASHBACK W/The Dominatrix Sleeps Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xnup6fBthQE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xnup6fBthQE&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Tonight'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-8378012684260699817</id><published>2008-01-22T23:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:50:44.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>REAGALE BEAGLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2329/2205988522_a6010b9696.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O.K. so many of you have emailed me asking where did I go on my birthday. Well for starters, many places. I started last weekend and I still haven't finished celebrating. I go with different people now and then to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;The first place was a bowling alley for a couple games with four girlfriends, then Italian to follow. I had a date a few days prior to that to Cafe Iberico, downtown Chicago for some Spanish tapas. After that I wanted to go to the Regale Beagle after I saw an ad for the place and so Sunday after noon it was straight to the Beagle.&lt;br /&gt;It was o.k. it was a bar with many t.v.'s. We watched New England and San Diego kick off. Then had finger food (mini burgers for me) and then chocolate fondu for dessert. SUGAR SHOCK!!! I haven't fondued for a decade. Wow is all I can say. Heaven is chocolate banana! The actual dessert is a chocolate fondu with a plate full of pound cake, strawberries, banana slices, pineapple slices and marshmallows.&lt;br /&gt;The theme of the place is 70's and 80's memorabilia. Mostly photos of the stars of the hit shows of the 70's and 80's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-8378012684260699817?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/8378012684260699817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=8378012684260699817&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/8378012684260699817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/8378012684260699817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/01/reagale-beagle.html' title='REAGALE BEAGLE'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2329/2205988522_a6010b9696_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-922559308575985990</id><published>2008-01-22T23:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:55:29.067-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know You're Getting Old When..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tiefamedia.com/cat_gifs/images/more%20cat%20anims/cat26.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your 50 something friend gives you her copy of The Wisdom of Menopause.&lt;br /&gt;Girl Scouts call you maam.&lt;br /&gt;You die your hair and the grey is still showing even after you've had the crap on for an hour!&lt;br /&gt;When teenagers think people your age don't have sex anymore.&lt;br /&gt;When people you meet, born in your birth year look frightfully old.&lt;br /&gt;When you realize that all the oldies you hear on the radio are only about 22 years old.&lt;br /&gt;When you find mysterious hairs in places that never had these mysterious hairs before.&lt;br /&gt;When you discover that wearing one contact lens actually works better for you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And when you're talking about having lunch and drinks at the * Reagle Beagle (again) some get the joke and some need some 'splainin'.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;          ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just turned 49 Monday.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that would be a cool thing.&lt;br /&gt;But it actually SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;* See next post&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-922559308575985990?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/922559308575985990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=922559308575985990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/922559308575985990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/922559308575985990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/01/friday-flashback-whaircut-100.html' title='FRIDAY FLASHBACK W/HAIRCUT 100'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-3248526023517805920</id><published>2008-01-16T21:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T21:53:19.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch the piano playing cat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TZ860P4iTaM&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TZ860P4iTaM&amp;rel=1" 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piano playing cat.'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-3245584115569809796</id><published>2008-01-16T20:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T20:54:25.570-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corn on the cob eating cat'/><title type='text'>Watch this cat eat corn on the cob.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/57yZZC8kASI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/57yZZC8kASI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&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/7888593-3245584115569809796?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=57yZZC8kASI' title='Watch this cat eat corn on the cob.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/3245584115569809796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=3245584115569809796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/3245584115569809796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/3245584115569809796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/01/watch-this-cat-eat-corn-on-cob.html' title='Watch this cat eat corn on the cob.'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-5506144273228561125</id><published>2008-01-08T00:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T00:52:50.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BIPOLAR IS THE NEW STUPID.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Britney bipolar??? Is that what they're calling "stupid" these days? The new politically correct version for "stupid", "heedless", "unaware", "clueless", "blockhead" is now classified as "Bipolar".&lt;br /&gt;BIPOLAR IS THE NEW STUPID. But in her case, those who really are Bipolar, I feel sorry for you all, to have such a drip in the same category as you. May you folk, find peace in the coming months. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not entirely her fault though. I mean let's look at her wonderful role model parents. "DUR"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TTFN and have a nice week y'all!&lt;br /&gt;Me-OW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-5506144273228561125?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/22538726/' title='BIPOLAR IS THE NEW STUPID.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/5506144273228561125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=5506144273228561125&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/5506144273228561125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/5506144273228561125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2008/01/britney-bipolar.html' title='BIPOLAR IS THE NEW STUPID.'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-8254133032636905459</id><published>2008-01-05T16:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T16:44:06.037-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert Rodriguez of Chingon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This guy takes my breath away when he sings Malaguena Salerosa but doesn't take his away at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Listen it's great.  (And yes, if it brings the movie Kill Bill to mind, you're right.  Chingon was a featured artist from the movie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6I3tH6tUr8s&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6I3tH6tUr8s&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&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/7888593-8254133032636905459?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/8254133032636905459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=8254133032636905459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-2019165572434253603</id><published>2007-12-16T08:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T17:26:53.529-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So I took this quiz and you know what.  They're right! </title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Belong in London&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whateuropeancitydoyoubelonginquiz/london.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You belong in London, but you belong in many cities... Hong Kong, San Francisco, Sidney. You fit in almost anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;And London is diverse and international enough to satisfy many of your tastes. From curry to Shakespeare, London (almost) has it all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whateuropeancitydoyoubelonginquiz/"&gt;What European City Do You Belong In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-2019165572434253603?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/2019165572434253603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=2019165572434253603&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2019165572434253603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2019165572434253603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/11/ok-so-i-took-this-quiz-and-you-know.html' title='&lt;center&gt;So I took this quiz and you know what.  They&apos;re right! &lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-1649201149369911694</id><published>2007-12-11T10:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T17:27:34.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Your Lips Off of Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.tiefamedia.com/cat_gifs/images/more%20cat%20anims/cat26.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;What's up with guys at work who use the annual holiday party to kiss? My female friends who work for a major (fill in the blanks) company in Chicagoland were telling me about their touchy feely guy colleagues who use liquor as an excuse to grope and kiss and be all lovey dovey at their party. It's the same with me. Except for the groping. Thank God, I don't have disrespectful shits at my company. But what the hell is up with the smoochy types? I see these people every day and the minute I walk in the door of the banquet, they're kissing me hello like as if they hadn't seen me in months. And then of course goodbye. I don't get kissed again until New Years eve. Another excuse day. Then again when I leave for my vacation.&lt;br /&gt;Do they think I'm not coming back? What's up with all the kissing? Is kissing and hugging back in? Don't get me wrong, I'm not a cold fish, but some of these people are not my friends. If they were I would not mind the kiss. And for those colleagues who read this, you are my friend and I didn't mind your kisses. And you know who I'm talking about. So just shut up about this post and grin to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Love and kisses&lt;br /&gt;ME-OW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(125, 27, 126);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-1649201149369911694?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/1649201149369911694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=1649201149369911694&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1649201149369911694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1649201149369911694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/12/get-your-lips-off-of-me.html' title='&lt;CENTER&gt;Get Your Lips Off of Me&lt;/CENTER&gt;'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-1831784973930542573</id><published>2007-12-11T07:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T17:35:56.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BEWARE THE BLACK ICE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEWARE OF THE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/black-ice"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLACK ICE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S OUT THERE AND IT'S ALIVE!!! MIND YOUR HEADS AND ASSES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-1831784973930542573?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/1831784973930542573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=1831784973930542573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1831784973930542573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1831784973930542573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/12/beware-black-ice.html' title='&lt;CENTER&gt;BEWARE THE BLACK ICE!&lt;/CENTER&gt;'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-3622177568854225625</id><published>2007-11-24T16:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T00:49:02.982-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb things to say'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb advice'/><title type='text'>The Dumbest Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms"&gt;Dumbest things people have said to me in the last 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After announcing to friends, co-workers and family, "I'm going to Turkey". I'd have people come up to me and say, "Don't take any drugs!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah yuh gotta love that movie Midnight Express. That stayed in the minds of everyone til even now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A sign of brilliance)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;After telling a friend, "I'm going to Wales"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You mean like in London?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, that Wales. Only it's a few streets west of London.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;After admiring a co-workers plant saying, "Oh how beautiful. Is that a rubber plant?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She answers, "no it's real"&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;After telling a group of people I was bilingual, they all assumed it was Spanish that I spoke.&lt;br /&gt;It was not.&lt;br /&gt;I reamed them.&lt;br /&gt;Bilingual does not mean that it's Spanish that you speak, which I didn't know any of at the time.&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;After someone told me that she and her husband recently bought a home in Mexico, she looks at me and says, "I really gotta learn Mexican now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, "Yeah, I think you can get some MEXICAN learning dvd's and learn MEXICAN on your computer or stereo. Or you can just take a Berlitz course in MEXICAN"&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;While trying to be quietly discreet, not knowing whether my friend had told the people at the party we were at, she was pregnant (her mom was the one who told me about the pregnancy) I said, "I heard that someone in this room was enceinte" and her sister said, "who cares what anyone is. My sister is pregnant and I'm going to be an aunt!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All righty then!&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;"Oh you're going to Africa, someone told me you were going to Egypt." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Is what someone said to me after I said, "Oh I love north African cuisine sooooo much and I can't wait til I get there to just eat all day long."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms"&gt;Again, this was said after I announced the fact that I was going to Egypt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms"&gt;By people who already know that I'd have been to at least 19 different countries on 5 different continents and ALONE for 95% of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"Yuh know, traveling to the middle east is not very safe these days."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms"&gt;As if that ever stopped me before. I'd gone to the Philippines right after president Benigno Aquino got assassinated and things were total mayhem. And to Turkey despite 3 bombings just days prior to my departure. Wouldn't it be evident by all who's known me that I just don't care? And DUH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms"&gt;I also heard dumb comments about white slavery and wasn't I worried about that? As if some sheikh is gonna want a fucking old goat my age!!!!! Someone give me a break!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After seeing some teenage boys dressed like the Beatles, with the boots and the slacks, the skinny ties and the hair, I said to my then boyfriend who was 12 years younger than me, "Oh look how cute. They're trying to look like John, Paul, George and Ringo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And he said, "Oh I see. The Stones." Me, "Yeah, right the Rolling Stones".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms"&gt;I'm old as dirt. And people need a globe in their house.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,0,204); FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(125,27,126)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-3622177568854225625?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/3622177568854225625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=3622177568854225625&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/3622177568854225625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/3622177568854225625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/11/dumbest-things.html' title='The Dumbest Things'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-8467115699478496674</id><published>2007-11-22T10:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T10:16:42.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Living &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Life_of_Riley"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Life of Riley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1672/458/640/SesameStreetThanksgiving.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-8467115699478496674?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/8467115699478496674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=8467115699478496674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/8467115699478496674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/8467115699478496674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-3780737076067370987</id><published>2007-11-11T14:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T14:34:02.557-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/Rzdl2BzJ4cI/AAAAAAAAAJk/BGk_JkvoOZA/s1600-h/HATE+WATER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/Rzdl2BzJ4cI/AAAAAAAAAJk/BGk_JkvoOZA/s400/HATE+WATER.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/Rzdl6xzJ4dI/AAAAAAAAAJs/eycfb_ZgHk4/s1600-h/4+this+U+die.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/Rzdl6xzJ4dI/AAAAAAAAAJs/eycfb_ZgHk4/s400/4+this+U+die.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-3780737076067370987?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/3780737076067370987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=3780737076067370987&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/3780737076067370987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/3780737076067370987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/Rzdl2BzJ4cI/AAAAAAAAAJk/BGk_JkvoOZA/s72-c/HATE+WATER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-3557096601844354073</id><published>2007-11-10T09:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T12:00:09.981-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last 3 Hot Brat Packers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/Rylnd0_haaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GPOaJmW4j2A/s1600-h/AnthonyMichaelHall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/Rylnd0_haaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GPOaJmW4j2A/s400/AnthonyMichaelHall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/Rylnd0_habI/AAAAAAAAAJU/YWax3uE1sT0/s1600-h/Andrew+McCarthy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/Rylnd0_habI/AAAAAAAAAJU/YWax3uE1sT0/s400/Andrew+McCarthy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RylneE_hacI/AAAAAAAAAJc/0YqkgsqX2VQ/s1600-h/Robert+Downey+Jr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RylneE_hacI/AAAAAAAAAJc/0YqkgsqX2VQ/s400/Robert+Downey+Jr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 9px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One was a skinny nerd and now he's a buff hottie. Andrew is really McDreamyish and well for Robert. He's hot like a feral cat personified. Woof woof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-3557096601844354073?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/3557096601844354073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=3557096601844354073&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/3557096601844354073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/3557096601844354073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-3-hot-brat-packers.html' title='The Last 3 Hot Brat Packers'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/Rylnd0_haaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/GPOaJmW4j2A/s72-c/AnthonyMichaelHall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-6602303378600204389</id><published>2007-11-01T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T00:24:46.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How Schizo Is Bob Dylan?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RyS55U_haWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/nhyC_yulmls/s1600-h/6+actors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RyS55U_haWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/nhyC_yulmls/s400/6+actors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How Schizo is this guy? There's a black boy and a chick in this collage. WTF? Is this like a Trainspotting version of his life story or something? Someone throw me a bone. I just noticed that Richard Gere is also in this photo. I'm very scared. This upcoming movie should have been released on Halloween because it looks like it's going to be downright scary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-6602303378600204389?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/6602303378600204389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=6602303378600204389&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/6602303378600204389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/6602303378600204389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-schizo-is-bob-dylan.html' title='How Schizo Is Bob Dylan?'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RyS55U_haWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/nhyC_yulmls/s72-c/6+actors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-2296297886375833877</id><published>2007-11-01T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T12:12:34.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RyliQE_haXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/l1n78XBISaI/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RyliQU_haYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/bKfBfhcB4P0/s1600-h/WTF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RyliQU_haYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/bKfBfhcB4P0/s400/WTF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-2296297886375833877?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/2296297886375833877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=2296297886375833877&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2296297886375833877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2296297886375833877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RyliQU_haYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/bKfBfhcB4P0/s72-c/WTF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-7899545739105264741</id><published>2007-10-30T19:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T19:01:46.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert Goulet Dies</title><content type='html'>Robert Goulet died today.  Boo hoo hoo.  &lt;br /&gt;I love this commercial and now I'll get all misty everytime I see it.&lt;br /&gt;When you're old like me and you see all the old timers you grew up seeing on &lt;br /&gt;the Mike Douglas show or Carol Burnett show you know that you're too, starting to er well (get old too). What ever happened to the variety show?  They don't exist anymore. We have Dancing with the stars and American Idol but no variety shows. It's either singing or dancing. No funny skits, followed by a band or solo artist. The closest to a variety show are the Leno and Letterman shows really.  Ah the good ol' days. I think we've outgrown wholesome stuff. I think really that if there were a variety show I'd be bored. Gimme the gore of E.R. or the CSI's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kPtpo1OuYcs&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kPtpo1OuYcs&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;This always cracks me up when I see it. I don't know why it makes me laugh. Maybe it's the way Goulet moves&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-7899545739105264741?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/7899545739105264741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=7899545739105264741&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7899545739105264741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7899545739105264741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/10/still-my-favorite-commercial.html' title='Robert Goulet Dies'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-6436242092994237852</id><published>2007-10-26T11:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:19:48.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHISKEY - TANGO - FOXTROT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went with some friends to a bookstore. I saw this on display and cracked up over the title. My friends didn't get it. I said, "Whiskey - Tango - Foxtrot". Don't you get it?! Them, "NO". I had to explain. "Whiskey = W  Tango = T  Foxtrot  = F&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                      W T F =  WHAT THE FUCK" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;           (And if you look at the photos inside you will be saying, "What the fuck!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RyIciU_haVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/U1TsyznJfNw/s1600-h/WTF+BOOK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RyIciU_haVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/U1TsyznJfNw/s400/WTF+BOOK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-6436242092994237852?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/6436242092994237852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=6436242092994237852&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/6436242092994237852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/6436242092994237852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_26.html' title='WHISKEY - TANGO - FOXTROT'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RyIciU_haVI/AAAAAAAAAIg/U1TsyznJfNw/s72-c/WTF+BOOK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-192112512059131466</id><published>2007-10-21T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T14:36:12.895-06:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Graders</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A teacher is explaining biology to her 3rd grade students. "Human beings are the only animals that stutter", she says.&lt;br /&gt;A little girl raises her hand. "I had a kitty-cat who stuttered", she volunteered.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher, knowing how precious some of these stories could become, asked the girl to describe the incident.&lt;br /&gt;"Well", she began, "I was in the back yard with my kitty and the rottweiler that lives next door got a running start and before we knew it, he jumped over the fence into our yard!"&lt;br /&gt;"That must've been scary", said the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;"It sure was", said the little girl. "My kitty raised his back, went 'Fffff, Fffff, Fffff'... And before he could say 'Fuck off!,' the rottweiler ate him!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2357/1682087453_5cafd26613.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-192112512059131466?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/192112512059131466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=192112512059131466&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/192112512059131466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/192112512059131466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/10/3rd-graders.html' title='3rd Graders'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2357/1682087453_5cafd26613_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-700991271692688311</id><published>2007-10-17T23:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T19:33:09.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M NOT DOO KAIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Well today I had a "special" little experience. One of our technicians comes up to me and asked me, "How the hell do you pronounce this name?" as she's pointing to the surname Duquesne. I whisper to her "DOO KAIN". So she goes out and says, "DOO KAIN - Doo Kain". No answer. So I get up and go round to the other end of the office (it's sort of L shaped) and holler out in a French accent, just in case. "Doo can - Doo can". Then repeat "Doo Kain - Doo Kain". All of a sudden a Puerto Rican lady speaking broken English comes up and says, "I'm Irma DOOK KEZ NEE". I was tongue tied. I said, "You don't pronounce your name Doo Kain?". Her, "No we're Puerto Rican". All righty then! What do you say to that? We really are a strange hemisphere. Only in the "west" do you ill pronounce city names and now obviously last names. Some of my favorites are the way the New Mexicans pronounce Madrid, New Mexico (City between Albuquerque and Santa Fe) they say Mah Drid. Mah being pronounced as the way you say Ma in Mary. Then there's all the French names pronounced all wild western. Eeesh. It's almost creepy. When I went to the U.K. I heard every other town and city and street name pronounced differently from the way we pronounce it here in the states. Like Elgin, or Montrose, or Beauchamps (in England it's pronounced beecham). What's your favorite oddly pronounced name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-700991271692688311?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-not-doo-kain.html' title='I&apos;M NOT DOO KAIN!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/700991271692688311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=700991271692688311&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/700991271692688311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/700991271692688311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-not-doo-kain.html' title='I&apos;M NOT DOO KAIN!'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-7274285546935243152</id><published>2007-10-06T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T23:57:32.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reverse discrimination or something like it............</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Today I had a colleague, (another fellow non Spanish speaker. There are 3 of us.) who had a horrid episode with a Hispanic American physician. She called his office to find out the kind of medications a mutual patient is on, (because he didn't know what he was taking.) The doctor was transferred the call by his secretary and immediately started speaking in Spanish to our technician. She said, "Dr Espinoza, sorry I don't speak Spanish. I'm Jan from Dr White's office. We need to know what medications Mr Velez is on." And the doctor berated her by yelling at her, "YOU DON'T SPEAK SPANISH! AND YOU WORK IN THE HOSPITAL?!" I CAN'T BE BOTHERED WITH YOU!" And he then slammed the phone down on her, without giving her the information. They were disconnected. Dr White was too pissed and busy to call back to give the ass hole a piece of his mind.&lt;br /&gt;I was mortified. I felt bad for her. It ruined her day. I get this too on occasion. Sometimes a patient asks me if I speak Spanish. I'll say no. And they'll say, "NO? Porque no?". Like it's my duty and responsibility to speak Spanish in America. I learned some before traveling to Spain. I learned it well enough to not have any problems. I can make appointments in Spanish and do that well. Anything else, it's translator time. But how and why some arrogant, pompous ass people think it's a moral obligation to know it, is well..... FUCKED UP! I am not a technician, but if I worked directly with people as a nurse or technician, I would learn it on my own and pay for it. It's people like the doctor who are fucking up the order of things in our country. They made it so easy for people in their community to not learn English. The communities all have one of everything for the non English speakers. A butcher, baker, florist, clothier, pharmacy, doctor, lawyer you name it. And people like me can walk into a Mexican fruit market and ask where the coriander is and they look at me like QUE QUE? Shit. Does no one know what the fuck coriander is anymore? Do we all have to call it cilantro from now on? Can I not speak English anymore? Stop the madness!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! For those of you who think I'm a racist and a bigot. Piss off. What's racist? Exactly what? NOTHING IS. So don't send me your shitty stupid stuff in my in box. Post it on comments so that everyone can see how flaky you are. You know who you are. Well now that that's off my chest. Coriander is not a word like buffet or Hors d’œuvres which was adopted since English America didn't have them in their daily life. But do we have to say DU JOUR? Why can't we just call it soup of the day? Du jour on American menus is just plain dumb. I'm not anal about bi or tri lingual signs or anything. I'm just peeved about people being offended by my speaking English. It's become ridiculous already. So ridiculous that I'm not understood by people at Dunkin' Donuts because I have such a thick CHICAGO accent. When I asked for a "cup o' decaf, little bit o' cream, no sugar" last month. They just stared at me not understanding me. I couldn't help but be sarcastic, "What's the matter, don't you understand my Chicago accent? Is it that thick?". I was born in Chicago, so my accent is not mixed with anything else. I more or less have that William Petersen, Gary Sinese thing going. And that's soooo hard to understand when your from ____________________ fill in the blank country. Well gotta go now. Gesundheit you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Post script. I loved my trip to Spain. And I loved how easy it was to learn it after being there for three weeks. The people, music and food was just awesome and wonderful. The Mediterranean (southern) part was my favorite. Hell who wouldn't like the sunny warmer part? But I'd never expect them to know English so for 8 months I learned the Berlitz Spanish for travellers. My gripe is those who live in the U.S.who loathe speaking or learning English. Those who just want to sit back and take because someone told them that they could. Ignorance should not be bliss. For those of you planning to visit or move to the U.S. to live or stay awhile, I have three words for you......Berlitz and Rosetta Stone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-7274285546935243152?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/7274285546935243152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=7274285546935243152&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7274285546935243152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7274285546935243152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/10/reverse-discrimination-or-something.html' title='Reverse discrimination or something like it............'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-7855315981636651783</id><published>2007-10-06T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T17:28:44.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>These Guys Give Me the Vapors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RwgLS_xDX4I/AAAAAAAAAIY/hWTvTM3hqEs/s1600-h/BUTLER.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RwgLS_xDX4I/AAAAAAAAAIY/hWTvTM3hqEs/s400/BUTLER.jpg' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; 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Back to blogging next week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RwRYNfxDXzI/AAAAAAAAAHw/-zEm-VEuMtc/s1600-h/ipod+cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RwRYNfxDXzI/AAAAAAAAAHw/-zEm-VEuMtc/s400/ipod+cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-3531073783742029534?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/3531073783742029534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=3531073783742029534&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/3531073783742029534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/3531073783742029534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='I&apos;m just chillin&apos; this week.  Back to blogging next week.'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RwRYNfxDXzI/AAAAAAAAAHw/-zEm-VEuMtc/s72-c/ipod+cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-7550600411997410952</id><published>2007-09-20T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T01:53:25.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DUMB ASS JOURNALIST</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;WELL DUH! No shit Sherlock! Note what they put side effects are for castration. Um Dumb ass....of course there will be a decline in sexual interest!!!! Dur Mr or Ms journalist at the AP. Did you forget that that would be the "OBVIOUS"? They also continue to say that there would be erection problems. DOUBLE DUH!!!! Isn't that the idea. So that there won't be any erections?! This article below was in the news last week and since I'm going out of town for a few days and have nothing else to talk about, I decided to blog about the dumb ass who wrote this. But did they really think that we wouldn't figure that out for ourselves and that's why he got the operation. TRIPLE DUH AP!!!! That's generally what castration means. Any 11 year old will know that when you chop off someone's balls, you're not going to get an erection, have any interest in sex, OR be able to procreate for that matter. Gor blimey, that is one idiot journalist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;PANAMA CITY, Fla. — A confessed rapist was sentenced Thursday to 25 years in prison, days after he voluntarily underwent castration as part of a plea deal to avoid a life sentence.&lt;br /&gt;Circuit Judge Michael Overstreet sentenced Bobby James Allen to 25 years in prison followed by 10 years' probation. Allen pleaded guilty this month to three counts of armed sexual battery and other charges involving attacks in 1998 and 1999. Allen requested castration in exchange for a reduced sentence.&lt;br /&gt;The surgical procedure cost about $2,000, and the court system paid for it, public defender Doug White told The News Herald of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="iAs" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 120%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; COLOR: darkgreen; BORDER-BOTTOM: darkgreen 0.07em solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,297535,00.html#" target="_blank" itxtdid="2982281"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Panama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt; City. A message left with White after business hours by The Associated Press was not immediately returned.&lt;br /&gt;Overstreet warned Allen to expect hormonal changes that could lead to the breast development, osteoporosis and hot flashes. Castration results in sterility, a decline in sexual interest and erection problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ha ha. He's gonna get man breasts and need a manssiere. Hur hur. I bet he'll find himself a mighty fine husband in da big house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7888593-7550600411997410952?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,297535,00.html' title='DUMB ASS JOURNALIST'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/7550600411997410952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=7550600411997410952&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7550600411997410952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7550600411997410952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/09/dumb-ass-journalist.html' title='DUMB ASS JOURNALIST'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-7950678595389988102</id><published>2007-09-16T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T14:03:21.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>411 OPERATORS</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What's up with the 411 operators lately? The last dozen or so calls I've made to 411 were all persons (both male and female) who were undoubtedly Filipino. I know that accent anywhere. I spent 6 weeks there. There's no mistake on my part that when you and I are dialing 411 it's being routed to the Philippines. They have no idea how to find what you're looking for. When you just hang up and dial again, you get yet another clueless about "your town" Filipino person on the other end, who just doesn't understand you when you say simple things like "Cheesecake Factory". I had to spell out cheese because she wasn't understanding my thick Chicago accent. Jesus. I was like, "C as in Charlie. H as in hotel, E like echo, E like echo, S like sierra CAKE!" Then a dude didn't understand me asking for a certain spa and again I had to spell it out. "S like sierra".................. It's been frustrating, trying to get a number and fly out the door. The calls are too time consuming. You best look up a number yourself on Google. You can get it on your mobile phone now. If you can't figure out how to do this, just ask a 6th grader. There's only 2 people in my whole circle of friends who have figured out how to use Google on their phones. You don't pay extra for this in most cases. You don't have to have a pda for this feature either. I say boycott 411. I don't have anything against Filipinos. But they have been making a poor excuse as a 411 operator. I think it's best to talk to a Filipino from the Philippines face to face. It's much easier to communicate when they can see your lips and hear you in person. Otherwise this over the phone crap is shite. Especially when the call takes several minutes, and you just want to run out the door to get somewhere. On another note. If the tables were reversed, I'd be the bomb operator in the Philippines. I've never not understood a Filipino with a thick accent. I've always understood them perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-7950678595389988102?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/09/411-operators.html' title='411 OPERATORS'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/7950678595389988102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=7950678595389988102&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7950678595389988102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7950678595389988102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/09/411-operators.html' title='411 OPERATORS'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-841628227758679736</id><published>2007-09-11T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T23:48:19.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HARE KRISHNA HARE KRISHNA</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc3300;"&gt;It seems that there has been a sudden surge in Hare Krishna's of late. For the last 2 months I've been seeing bands of them frolicking about town. They are trying to recruit flaky people who feel the need to join some sort of an exotic club free. (And probably to piss off their folks.) I thought I had been transported to the 1979 movie "Hair" and that Treat Williams was going to come and stick his tongue down my throat. (I wish) I felt like smoking a blunt, lighting a few sticks of some sandalwood incense and sing along and dance with them with flowers in my hair. Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna, Hare- Hare. Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the words. I had the soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly turned into old lady mode and made eye contact with other people standing by, doing the one eyebrow up, smirk look, one makes when weirdo's are nearby. The leader was histrionically Jesus like, holding his hand out like the way you saw Jesus in all the movies of the present and past. It was like watching actors rehearse. Then they'd stop and give some rhapsodic spiel to the curious youth who had yet to see the likes of these colorful highfalutin, hippy, wannabe street preachers.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, tambourines, dhoti's, sari's, love beads and all. They were actively trying to get some new members. Their brochures had some place of worship embossed on it which I couldn't make out at the distance I kept. So I later Googled for the location and found out it's walking distance from my house. OY VEY!!! So I can look forward to a new kind of skin head prancing around my hood come spring. Great.&lt;br /&gt;Something about street preachers that puts me off. I know that it's ones duty to spread the word of their religion. But I'd rather not be approached, harangued or haggled (for donations) by anyone. I'll give to my own causes on my own terms thank you very much. I'd rather "seek" out on my own. If I have questions about some religious order, I'll do the research on my own at the library or Internet. I'll go to a church or temple with my own questions in hand, to seek whatever answers I may have on my own terms as well. I'm sure that 90 percent of these kids who join up now will be married with kids in normal jobs 12 years from now. As with anything, all fads come and go. Like the British punk look. It comes it goes. The mod look. It comes it goes. Bell bottoms they come they go. I just see this as another one.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&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/7888593-841628227758679736?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/09/hare-krishna-hare-krishna.html' title='HARE KRISHNA HARE KRISHNA'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/841628227758679736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=841628227758679736&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/841628227758679736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/841628227758679736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/09/hare-krishna-hare-krishna.html' title='HARE KRISHNA HARE KRISHNA'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-8938088638872962676</id><published>2007-09-08T18:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T23:48:34.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ACTORS, BOYFRIENDS and PSYCHO BABBLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What ever happened to Jameson Parker and Dirk Benedict?&lt;br /&gt;I bumped into an old co-worker of mine and she asked me if I was married. Ha! I told her, "no". "What about you?", I asked. She said, "yes". After the usual back and forth she says, "I thought you'd be married by now with a brat. You always were dating nice guys who looked like Jameson Parker or Dirk Benedict. You know real vanilla wafers." What ever the hell that meant. No one ever described guys I dated as the Jameson Parker or Dirk Benedict type before, but I have to admit, I did date at least two guys that look like Dirk in my life. I do admit I have a penchant for real white boys. No fault of my own. I grew up in a German neighborhood. These were the first boys I knew in life. Nice, good boys. I don't date only German boys though. Next in line usually were Scots, Scots Irish or Irish. Whatever. I didn't go out of my way to choose these guys. It was just happen chance. My mom was funny, if I met someone, she'd ask me which celebrity did he look like. Because I dated guys who looked like Matthew McConaughey, Rutger Hauer and a Ewan McGregor prior to her passing.&lt;br /&gt;After the Starbucks lunch (pumpkin loaf &amp;amp; an iced venti soy latte), I came home and wondered what happened to Jameson Parker and Dirk Benedict. So I looked up Dirk on the Internet Movie Data Base AKA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;IMDB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;B" movies and also acted in Germany.&lt;br /&gt;On his web site he's written books and done plays. O.K. he's fine. Normal stuff. Then I looked up Jameson of Simon and Simon fame, and he did movies, t.v. shows and also wrote books but there was a little ditty that freaked me out on there. Says &lt;em&gt;he was shot twice by a neighbor by a neighbor on October 1, 1992 near his condominium in Studio City in a dispute over dog waste. He was released from the hospital a day later. The man who shot him was charged with attempted murder and sentenced to 9 years in state prison. &lt;/em&gt;What a freak. 9 years in prison only. Just because he didn't cripple or kill him. Don't get me started. I swear this seems to be a trend. No one ever gets any quality time anymore. That's why there's so much violence out there. They give people short sentences and no follow up anger management required. I know this for a fact that it does not occur in Chicago. Once you're out that's it. You're an angry person forced to eek out a living without any anger management requirements or career opportunity. They also make it impossible to commit a family member who needs to be put away. Then when that person snaps and kills another, the other person's family wants to sue the psychotic or schizo's family for not taking charge of their relative. Nice going America. For all the brains and wealth we are known for we suck at MUCHO. Protecting civil rights has gotten out of hand already. There's too much protection IMO. Let's protect all the losers, illegals, psychopaths, sociopaths, celebrities, and killers because we don't want them and their families to miss out on the next election.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-8938088638872962676?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/09/actors-boyfriends-and-psycho-babble.html' title='ACTORS, BOYFRIENDS and PSYCHO BABBLE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/8938088638872962676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=8938088638872962676&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/8938088638872962676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/8938088638872962676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/09/actors-boyfriends-and-psycho-babble.html' title='ACTORS, BOYFRIENDS and PSYCHO BABBLE'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-6662351153378430620</id><published>2007-09-03T13:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T18:32:15.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Addendum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Johnny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I'm not lobbying to ban colloquialisms and slang words. I'm not jumping on the same kind of bandwaggon as the French by banning all words English. It's just that our country will have some version of apartheid. We will be separated even more so than now because of language. Just like in places in China or India where there are scores of different dialects and no one understands the other. Each little village with their own language. Is that what Americans want? That's not good if it is. It's bad that our senior citizens aren't understanding the boy behind the counter at the Mickey Dee's. I heard a senior struggling with his version of English a couple years ago. Our senior citizens don't understand what's going on on a MTV special or Pimp my ride . All my friend's mother kept saying was....I don't get it. What's he saying? while watching t.v. with her daughter. (The lady wasn't hard of hearing either) Slang is replacing English as we knew it. More and more I'm hearing people talk lazily as well, and it's being accepted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I'm gonna go get my hair did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I took my baby his bath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Why you not be listening? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;How come you always gotta be so late? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Wow, you be styling wit them threads? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;And I'm gonna pimp my ride.&lt;br /&gt;My peers don't even get that one.&lt;br /&gt;But like I said before, the slang terms aren't what bothers me. It's the use of double negatives and improper English. Not the slang. I guess I got use to it. I just feel sorry for the old senior citizens who don't have a clue. There are people over 40 who don't have a clue as to what twenty somethings are saying. It's gotten ridiculous. Furthermore, when I'm 68, I will want to understand the nurse who is giving me instructions for pre or post surgery. Or my pharmacist on how to use my medication.&lt;br /&gt;Just watch the movie Burning Down the House with Steve Martin and Queen Latifa for a prime example of what I'm saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-6662351153378430620?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/09/addendum.html' title='Addendum'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/6662351153378430620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=6662351153378430620&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/6662351153378430620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/6662351153378430620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/09/addendum.html' title='Addendum'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-7386752623936443789</id><published>2007-09-02T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T19:11:23.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GHETTO FABULOUS ENGLISH</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Today I'm being peevish because I seem to hearing the extinction of the English language. Just like Darwin's theory, it seems to have evolved to a bastardized version of English. It's a cross between Spanglish (or Llanito as they call it in Gibraltar) and Ebonics. People actually born in the United States have accents that are not indigenous to the city or state they're born in. Don't know how it happened. I'm not a scholar. I just know what I hear. I'm just saying that if you're third or fourth generation United States citizen, you should not call an ambulance an AM BALANCE. And please ASK me a question don't AXE me. It'll be a bloody mess. Chocolate does not have three syllables. Neither does the word English.&lt;br /&gt;It's Chok'lit and Ing'lish! Jesus. How did this happen? I'm not asking Americans to speak in the queen's English. Just a little bit better English. If you're an American and are bothering to speak it, do it well and do it right or don't do it at all. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then there's my all time favorite. The word is supposedly not supposably. &lt;p&gt;Suddenly new accounts of how something happened go like this in conversation, "It was fire and smoke everywhere. I couldn't see anything". Years ago it would have been, "There was so much smoke and fire everywhere that I couldn't see anything". Or, "It was lots of loud music coming out of their house. Only 20 years ago it would have been said like this, "There was really loud music blaring out of their house." And, "It was mistakes made" instead of, "There were mistakes made". What happened to the world there??? Did it fall out of the dictionary? Was there a grand theft? Someone let me know what happened to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I also hate double negatives too. It's trash to my ears&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;when I hear it. Aint never and didn't never. Don't say, "I don't want nothing", or "He don't like that" I'm the first one to say, "SUP" in an email or text, but to say it out loud would pain my ears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;There are a million and one slang words and words said differently in the south or east coast. "I aint bovvered". It's not a complaint. It's when one is trying to sound intelligent and improper English comes out, well it definitely makes or breaks a person. Better English will get you a better pay check for sure. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a list of my all time favourites:&lt;br /&gt;Teef = Teeth&lt;br /&gt;Toof = Tooth&lt;br /&gt;Meer'ah or Meer = Mirror (pronounced) Meer'rohr&lt;br /&gt;Jag you are = Jaguar (pronounced) Jag'wahr&lt;br /&gt;May naize = Mayonaise (pronounced) May'o'naize&lt;br /&gt;Flutist is pronounced Floo'tist. Not like flauta with beef or chicken!&lt;br /&gt;Yah'ma'kuh is actually Yar'mul'ke with an R and an L&lt;br /&gt;Do not say REE-luh-tur it's REE-ul-tur&lt;br /&gt;And Nuclear (nuk lee ER) not Nook you lir (G.W.!)&lt;br /&gt;These are words that can be properly pronounced even if you have an accent. My friends haven accents and pronounce these words all right. So don't be sending me hate mail for being prejudice. Don't put words in my mouth that I'm not saying. There are so many dumb asses out there who do critique me for griping about stuff like this, like I'm their enemy. Like I have no right to make a comment about a person NOT PRESENT who mispronounced something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;There should be no excuse for mispronunciation. I know people who dropped out of high school after sophomore year who speak proper English. So I'm not bashing foreigners or high school drop outs. You should speak proper English if you only graduated from 8th grade. I spoke proper English by the time I was in 7th grade and I went to public schools. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also not criticising the different dialects and regional accents. I come from the deez and doze capital. This is not about "to'may'toe - to'mah'toe either. &lt;p&gt;Some of you will "get it" and some of you wont get what this is about. I shall not expound much further. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one partial reason for mispronunciation and bad English, were teens and twenty somethings making a youthful statement to separate themselves. I'm not going to talk like those squares in upper management kinda philosophy. Or those dorky white people or posh black people from(where ever). But then the problem with a teenage whim, is these babies are having babies and these babies are learning bastardized English. And now we have two new generations of Americans or in England's case "English" speaking some GHETTO FABULOUS version of what we now used to know as English...... &lt;p&gt;Now without further adieu, I leave you with a couple hilarious British skits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ncirovhlQcw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ncirovhlQcw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WxB1gB6K-2A"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WxB1gB6K-2A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&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/7888593-7386752623936443789?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/09/ghetto-fabulous-english.html' title='GHETTO FABULOUS ENGLISH'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/7386752623936443789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=7386752623936443789&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7386752623936443789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7386752623936443789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/09/ghetto-fabulous-english.html' title='GHETTO FABULOUS ENGLISH'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-5959664374100542401</id><published>2007-08-28T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T23:00:56.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MAD DOGGIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RtTvd8Kq7eI/AAAAAAAAAHU/TwFJbH3Y38s/s1600-h/image5%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RtTvd8Kq7eI/AAAAAAAAAHU/TwFJbH3Y38s/s400/image5%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-5959664374100542401?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/5959664374100542401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=5959664374100542401&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/5959664374100542401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/5959664374100542401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/08/mad-doggies.html' title='MAD DOGGIES'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RtTvd8Kq7eI/AAAAAAAAAHU/TwFJbH3Y38s/s72-c/image5%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-892792328524848004</id><published>2007-08-25T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T23:57:25.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SPOTTED DICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#2b547e;"&gt;I know you are all probably wondering why I'm bring up spotted dick. But why not? I never had spotted dick in my life. LOL But in a couple of weeks we're having our annual Celtic fest here and with that comes vendors who sell all the products of the U.K., Ireland, Galicia,Spain and Brittany. And I decided..........I will have a can of it.&lt;br /&gt;I will make my ol' pal Niall eat some dick too. Now, some of you, don't think I'm criticising this food by any means. I'm not. I just think it's a funny name for dessert. Here in America you wont find this on a menu. I've never even seen it at our north side &lt;a href="http://www.redlionchicago.com/"&gt;Red Lion Pub's menu.&lt;/a&gt; Musn't be very awesome, if we haven't adopted it. Yet I will try it still in spite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RtCaDcKq7YI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nruBBpMyrpY/s1600-h/spotted+dick+bowl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RtCaDcKq7YI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nruBBpMyrpY/s400/spotted+dick+bowl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RtCaDcKq7ZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/z4_qOUF1ihA/s1600-h/spotteddick+can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RtCaDcKq7ZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/z4_qOUF1ihA/s400/spotteddick+can.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#2b547e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#2b547e;"&gt;I will also buy a can of Heinz baked beans and make myself.......... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RtCbPsKq7cI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2LTuqnkrzzQ/s1600-h/English-Breakfast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RtCbPsKq7cI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2LTuqnkrzzQ/s400/English-Breakfast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-892792328524848004?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/08/spotted-dick.html' title='&lt;center&gt;SPOTTED DICK&lt;/center&gt;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/892792328524848004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=892792328524848004&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/892792328524848004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/892792328524848004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/08/spotted-dick.html' title='&lt;center&gt;SPOTTED DICK&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RtCaDcKq7YI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nruBBpMyrpY/s72-c/spotted+dick+bowl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-4914047984936908005</id><published>2007-08-24T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T16:46:39.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mojito Gum????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="127" alt="mojito" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1092/1226485032_f9fb9cfd88_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always a first. Jesus! Mojito flavoured gum. Don't give any of these to your friends in Rehab, I said, NO NO NO. I always thought that in our country, flavoured things were always normal, (well except the salt and vinegar chips which came out of the U.K.) until I saw this on my colleagues desk. I had a piece and it really tastes of mojito. LOL Have a piece when you're too broke to hit the bars after work on a Friday night. Hell have a piece when you're stressed out at work. Maybe it'll trick your brain into thinking you just had a cocktail and relax you some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-4914047984936908005?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/08/mojito-gum.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Mojito Gum????&lt;/center&gt;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/4914047984936908005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=4914047984936908005&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/4914047984936908005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/4914047984936908005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/08/mojito-gum.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Mojito Gum????&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1092/1226485032_f9fb9cfd88_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-3461124024512077902</id><published>2007-08-21T13:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T15:36:56.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elvira Arellano Gets Deported!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#4c787e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#4c787e;"&gt;(If you're a left winger....."GO AWAY and DON'T COME BACK".)&lt;br /&gt;It's about time!!!! She's finally arrested! &lt;a href="http://www.suntimes.com/news/metro/518336,CST-NWS-IMMIG21.article"&gt;Arellano deported to Mexico&lt;/a&gt; And who are the mentally challenged people at this rally???? Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again. On a daily basis we hear about this fucking broad, who has a flock of flaky people siding with her, wanting her to stay in America. She's illegal and wants me to agree that it's o.k. to break the law. She broke the law working with a fake SS# plus broke the law by returning after being deported, and God knows what other laws she broke. If I was born in another country, came to the U.S. as a child, was now a U.S. citizen and I broke the same laws that she did (using a fake SS#), I'd be arrested and deported to that country forever. No one would do anything about it, by calling it injustice. But I'm supposed to think it's o.k. for her to, just because she's not Al Qaeda. Jesus, such arrogance. First of all I would like to (no I wouldn't) get into the head of those few, "moron hippy" Americans who side with people like her. My neighbor gets into an altercation (a shoving match) with a girlfriend's ex who's stalking and threatening her, and he gets hauled away to jail in cuffs. Ms Arellano breaks the law, but because she's not a U.S. Citizen, she and her flaky followers feel, she should be exempt from the law of the land. How's that? I seriously need to know how logically one could side with a criminal. So she has a kid. It's not like we're sending her to Baghdad or Afghanistan. There is a breed of Hispanics in the U.S. Who think that being Hispanic is a god like thing and they should be untouchable. I'm Hispanic and never would I think that I'm so special to break any law. I don't dare because, I believe in karma. If I was a member of that church, I would cease my tithes and never go there again. Those church goers should boycott that church. They shouldn't have fed, clothed, aided and abetted a criminal, which is what she is. Nice church. Teaching it's members it's o.k. to break the law..........if you're Mexican??? We need to stand up and not succumb to these people. We as a people should know what's right and not buy into the crap that certain groups (or my flaky cousin) who tell us that our thoughts and actions are wrong and that we're racist and bigots. The politicians (also flakey as a biscuit) should be fired for approving and supporting that these illegal activities are o.k.&lt;br /&gt;They just want votes anyway. They don't give a rats ass about her. But just jump on the bandwaggon so that "they good with their homeys" and get votes next term.&lt;br /&gt;I just opened my window and Chicago is starting to really smell like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-3461124024512077902?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-youre-left-winger.html' title='Elvira Arellano Gets Deported!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/3461124024512077902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=3461124024512077902&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/3461124024512077902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/3461124024512077902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-youre-left-winger.html' title='Elvira Arellano Gets Deported!'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-1242788377028568548</id><published>2007-08-18T17:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T21:39:18.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ITCH MITE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;I got bit by the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abcnews.go.com/GMA/Health/story?id=3487296"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fox28.com/Images/081507itchmite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On my right shoulder. It's red and round and big. It looks like I've got some third world rash. I don't know why we here in Chicago land have these strange plagues and pestilences ie; West Nile Virus, Itch mites and 17 year cicadas. It's odd because it's not like we have the Everglades nearby or swamps or bayou country. We're Chicago. Sky scrapers and metropolitan! WTF? It itches like friggin hell. I only have one. Those with multiple are getting infections from all the scratching with dirty finger nails and are keeping doctor's offices and the E.R. busy this past week. I'm the only one at work with this. I was lucky (so I thought) to be in the burbs, with the nice open sky last weekend, and thought, hey, let's look at the meteor shower! Bad idea. Now I have to suffer another week. They supposedly last for two weeks. Glad it's not a burrowing creature. Nothing like having to extract an alien out of your body. The wheal is classic round and red. I need to go find some Cortaid cream. The Benadryl is drying and peeling my skin. UGH! I think I should have stayed in Egypt. I'd probably be better off living in Turkey or Egypt or Morocco. The food is better and the shopping is good as well. And they probably have less pestilence then we do at the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CLICK on photo for the news' itch mite story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-1242788377028568548?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/08/itch-mite.html' title='&lt;center&gt;ITCH MITE&lt;/center&gt;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/1242788377028568548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=1242788377028568548&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1242788377028568548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1242788377028568548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/08/itch-mite.html' title='&lt;center&gt;ITCH MITE&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-556403127385699830</id><published>2007-08-14T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T22:39:01.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Utter Misery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;This face says a thousand words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RsFD5I3QEnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WbOHFzaETzI/s1600-h/Utter+misery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RsFD5I3QEnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WbOHFzaETzI/s400/Utter+misery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-556403127385699830?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_14.html' title='Utter Misery'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/556403127385699830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=556403127385699830&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/556403127385699830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/556403127385699830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_14.html' title='Utter Misery'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RsFD5I3QEnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WbOHFzaETzI/s72-c/Utter+misery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-9145638875903007659</id><published>2007-08-11T08:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T08:46:03.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOMAN BREAST FEEDING HER CAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I GET THESE WEIRD THINGS FROM OTHER BLOGGERS. THIS IS REALLY OVER THE TOP YUCK. Sorry but I don't think this is beautiful. If you do you're flakey and wear Birkenstocks and you should exit this blog.&lt;/span&gt; Breast feeding is many things, but it is NOT BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-9145638875903007659?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.videosift.com/story.php?id=84' title='WOMAN BREAST FEEDING HER CAT'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/9145638875903007659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=9145638875903007659&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/9145638875903007659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/9145638875903007659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/08/woman-breast-feeding-her-cat.html' title='WOMAN BREAST FEEDING HER CAT'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-2298946464704385454</id><published>2007-08-09T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:04:17.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Filipino Inmates Do Thriller</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="300" width="375"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3H6mmTvDUdA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3H6mmTvDUdA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" 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/7888593-2298946464704385454?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,292785,00.html' title='Filipino Inmates Do Thriller'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/2298946464704385454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=2298946464704385454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2298946464704385454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2298946464704385454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/08/filipino-inmates-do-thriller.html' title='Filipino Inmates Do Thriller'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-3321490498607185544</id><published>2007-08-08T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T18:38:39.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CATWOMAN THE CON ARTIST</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;I'm not especially a prankster, but everyone thinks that this was a biggie. I don't think so. I was just lookin' out for myself from a prospective sleeze bag. I have a friend married to a Turkish man. (He's lived in the U.S. For only about 11 years.) So she asked me if I'd like to join her, her husband and his relative visiting from Turkey for dinner at a nightclub/restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;They wanted to show the cousin a nice time and thought he'd feel more comfortable if he had a pseudo date. I said, "sure why not." I made it clear that I would only go to the club and that is it. I am not a damned escort! I actually said that to my friend and she laughed saying, "No, no we'll drive you straight home afterwards. Just be there with us. The more the merrier." Well, that is all good.&lt;br /&gt;At dinner, I said that I would rather have a Coke with my meal and he didn't seem too thrilled. He questioned why I wasn't drinking? WTF? Does there have to be a reason?&lt;br /&gt;I come from a land where women owe no explanations, was what I felt like saying. But I said, "I'll have a couple beers after my meal." Then after the meal, I ordered a Corona. When I was about 80 percent finished with the one, he said, "have another one." Well I &lt;strong&gt;didn't want&lt;/strong&gt; more liquor and the only thing I could think of was to order an O'Doul's. So I did. Then he ordered me a third one without asking me. Then his cousin ordered a fourth one without asking me. Well earlier, I quietly (secretly) asked the lady bartender to put the O'Douls in a pint glass each time, because I didn't want them to know I wasn't having real liquor. So she was a sport and played along. The gang nonplussed to why I was so sober, was getting drunker and louder and Ed was getting touchy feely, which I wasn't having any of. I sat there lady like as normal as normal can be. No matter how many O'Douls I had, I kept having to put his hand back on his own knee. I wasn't getting touchy feely back and he seemed a little perturbed. LOL I was having the time of my life......... straight! Belly dancer was cool. Music was fun. Food great. Date - not so. Looking dejected at my lack of amorousness, he pops up, suggesting we all have one last round. I said, "sure, I'll have a Corona with lime this time in a bottle". So he was happy. Surely I'd finally loosen up after 5! Nope, I chugged half down and nursed the second half for the next 30 minutes. He'd look at me waiting to see if I'd get a little loud or a little merry or a little touchy feely. BUPKUS! I was enjoying this charade. We left and they drove me home. Ed (Ediz) was quiet the whole way. He suddenly looked like he had lost a giant poker match. He sat in the car half drunk with a semi pout. He walked me to my door and asked me, "why don't you like me". I said, "I like you. You speak great English and you are funny. Why do you think I don't like you? Is it because I don't want you touching me all over? Why should I let a stranger touch me all over? If you had a daughter and she was on a first date, would you like her to be touched all over? Sorry, but I'm respectable and I don't know what you expected. But Jackie just asked if I would be interested in joining her and Omer and you for dinner. I didn't think I was required to prostitute myself also!" He took a step back and said. "American women sure aren't coy are they?" "Coy", I say sardonically. "I don't even know the meaning of the word." And without pause, I continue, "Thank you for a great evening. I really did enjoy your company". I'd say let's do it again before you leave but I'm going out of town. Enjoy your stay. Welcome to Chicago. Bye!" And that was the end of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know (AVI in PHOENIX) is going ape shit reading this right now saying, "HOW CAN YOU TURN DOWN A HOT TURKISH MAN?". My answer. Easy. When a guy is certain that I will want to shag him, then of course I will not want to. Babe. It's all about the arrogance. I wouldn't have given him the satisfaction. Yuh know PRINCIPLE. It was a good prank that I will love telling friends about for years to come. It's guaranteed laughs. (Especially the way I tell my stories).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-3321490498607185544?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/08/catwoman-con-artist.html' title='CATWOMAN THE CON ARTIST'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/3321490498607185544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=3321490498607185544&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/3321490498607185544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/3321490498607185544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/08/catwoman-con-artist.html' title='CATWOMAN THE CON ARTIST'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-5369196190819112370</id><published>2007-07-29T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T20:34:01.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OSCAR THE CAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;Nursing home cat can sense death?&lt;br /&gt;Fri Jul 27, 2007 2:02PM EDT&lt;br /&gt;By Julie Steenhuysen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHICAGO (Reuters) - When Oscar the Cat visits residents of the Steere House Nursing and Rehabilitation Center in Providence, Rhode Island, the staff jumps into action -- Oscar can sense within hours when someone is about to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his two years living in Steere's end-stage dementia unit, Oscar has been at the bedside of more than 25 residents shortly before they died, according to Dr. David Dosa of Brown University in Providence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wrote about Oscar in the New England Journal of Medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not that the cat is consistently there first," Dr. Joan Teno, a professor of community health at Brown University, who sees patients in the unit. "But the cat always does manage to make an appearance, and it always seems to be in the last two hours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raised at the nursing home since he was a kitten, Oscar often checks in on residents, but when he curls up for a visit, physicians and nursing home staff know it's time to call the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't think this is a psychic cat," said Teno. "I think there's probably a biochemical explanation," she said in a telephone interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While pets are often used to bring comfort to the elderly in nursing home settings, Oscar's talent is special, though not unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That is such a cat thing to do," said Thomas Graves, a feline expert and chief of small animal medicine at the University of Illinois College of Veterinary Medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graves said there is no evidence to suggest cats can sense death, but he doesn't discount it for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Those things are hard to study. I think probably dogs and cats can sense things we can't," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a particular day detailed by Dr. Dosa, Oscar settled onto the bed of a patient in room 313.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His presence sent staff off to make calls and set up vigil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a grandson asked why the cat was there, his mother explained: "He is here to help Grandma get to heaven," according to Dosa's account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She died a half an hour later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Additional reporting by Gene Emery in Boston)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-5369196190819112370?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/07/oscar-cat.html' title='OSCAR THE CAT'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/5369196190819112370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=5369196190819112370&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/5369196190819112370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/5369196190819112370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/07/oscar-cat.html' title='OSCAR THE CAT'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-162301355744538496</id><published>2007-07-25T23:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T18:00:21.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY SHOULD I SAY I'M SORRY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066ff;"&gt;Why should I say I'm sorry?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I had a lunch date with "the 'interest' du jour" and because I only get a half hour, we went for a quick steak taco at the closest Mexican joint in the area.  I usually don't eat American Tex/Mex stuff but it had to do.  So when I ordered, I said to the guy at the counter, "steak taco with only lettuce, tomato and avocado.  NO CHEESE AND NO SOUR CREAM."  Well I guess this guy was one of my favorite people (a speed listener with AADD) because he had smothered the taco with cheese and sour cream.  I took it back to the counter and said, "I'm allergic to cheese and sour cream", (actually I'm not allergic but I am lactose intolerant).  So he said, "I'll make you another one".  Mr "interest du jour" with a nervous laugh and giant smile apologizes to the guy.  It made me feel like I was being such trouble.  Not cool.  After the guy gave me the new taco and said, "here you go no cheese and no sour cream".  I just smiled and took it to our table. My date said, "gosh I felt bad for the guy.  He had to throw that first taco out in front of his boss.  And I find you intriguing.  You didn't say sorry or thank you.  You're a tough one aren't you?  You don't take any slack from anyone."&lt;br /&gt;My answer.  "You have NO idea how thick skinned I am.  Secondly, why should I APOLOGIZE?  Do I look like some sap?  He's the one who screwed up the order.  So no, I don't believe in apologizing in this case.  But I don't, so you do it for me.  Why? And thirdly, I said thanks the first time and smiled the second.  Dude you're the intriguing one for over analyzing this."  Well this guy has a good nature.  No griping.  No bitching.  All smiles and laughs.  That's all I need right now.  Lots of laughs.  We do have a good rapport and laugh about anything.  I'm on the right track this time.  Who knew a cheap taco could turn into a brain teaser, because now I'm perplexed as to why I don't apologize when people screw up, like the so many overly polite persons you see out there. &lt;br /&gt;People say sorry way way too often.  Sorry when nudging and inching your way out off a crowded subway train.  Or thank you after you paid a $500.00 medical bill somewhere.  Hell that'll be the day I say thank you to a hospital when I'm writing out a check for that much.  It's a little ridiculous sometimes, because it's just so out of habit.  Most of our parents programmed us to  say sorry, thank you, please and be nice. It's become a "thoughtless" and unconscious ritual like washing hands before you eat.  Thank God my mother never told me to be nice.  There wouldn't be any Cat woman blog if she did.  So next time someone screws up something at your expense, "DON'T say, "that's o.k.".  It's really not o.k!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-162301355744538496?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/07/why-should-i-say-im-sorry.html' title='WHY SHOULD I SAY I&apos;M SORRY?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/162301355744538496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=162301355744538496&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/162301355744538496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/162301355744538496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/07/why-should-i-say-im-sorry.html' title='WHY SHOULD I SAY I&apos;M SORRY?'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-7797200075461758600</id><published>2007-07-25T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T22:59:12.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT A TORY, NOT A LIBERAL &amp;  NOT ULTRA CONSERVATIVE EITHER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Some people think that I'm some sort of a freak Tory or Conservative. SO I'll answer the question now. I'd prefer to not be categorized as either a conservative or a liberal.&lt;br /&gt;I'm obviously not a liberal and I'm not conservative because for one I don't believe that federal government or state have the right to decide which people constitute a family.&lt;br /&gt;For instance if two women, gay or straight, cohabitating under the same roof, with their children in my opinion are considered a family unit.&lt;br /&gt;People in these arrangements deserve the right to make the pull the plug or don't decisions, or have family membership rights at the "Y".&lt;br /&gt;I also don't think that anyone has the right to shove their Judeo-Christian beliefs down the throats of anyone who wants to have an abortion or deny insurance and legal rights for someone's same sex partner.&lt;br /&gt;This is a free country that was formed expressly for the reason of freedom of religion. If a woman wants to abort, why should anyone interfere? One can express their opinion,but to legally stop it is really unAmerican altogether.&lt;br /&gt;I wont continue with several paragraphs of political rhetoric but I will say, as I've travelled around the world. I've seen how we really don't have it so bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;You don't want socialized medicine because if you've ever been to the U.K. or most places in Europe, where you had to pay a buck 65 for a soda out of a vending machine.&lt;br /&gt;Or double for a burger and a beer. Or even 45 bucks for a pair of cheap walking shoes, at the equivalent of a Pay Less shoe store, you'll see how it's a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;The reason stuff is so expensive is because they have to pay for the free health care somehow. They have to get the money from somewhere and the percentage out of everyone's pay check just doesn't cut it anymore and hasn't for a long time. DO YOU ALL REALLY WANT TO PAY double for practically everything?&lt;br /&gt;The wages in the U.K. are the same as here in the U.S. but almost everything is between 20 and 85% more expensive than here in the U.S.A.&lt;br /&gt;Still think it's a good idea for free health care to all? EVERY SINGLE PERSON ALIVE AND BREATHING IN THIS COUNTRY?&lt;br /&gt;There are Americans who think that the leaders of this country are their enemy.&lt;br /&gt;Albeit they aren't especially productive without the persistance of our beloved lobbyists on their heels.&lt;br /&gt;I've been to Indonesia and in this country you are not allowed to co-habitate with your girlfriend if you're a male. Yet here in the states if a man wanted to live with two women or two other men, he can without consequence.&lt;br /&gt;You can be a gay male or female here and your partner can be covered on your insurance plan.&lt;br /&gt;Still think our leaders are your enemy? The PM of Australia (big ol' AUSTRALIA) is opposed to giving gay people equal rights. IT'S 2007 AND John Howard IS STILL OPPOSED.&lt;br /&gt;Come on children. Let's wake up and smell the coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-7797200075461758600?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/07/not-tory-not-liberal-not-ultra.html' title='NOT A TORY, NOT A LIBERAL &amp;  NOT ULTRA CONSERVATIVE EITHER'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/7797200075461758600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=7797200075461758600&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7797200075461758600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/7797200075461758600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/07/not-tory-not-liberal-not-ultra.html' title='NOT A TORY, NOT A LIBERAL &amp;  NOT ULTRA CONSERVATIVE EITHER'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-5939723166653504236</id><published>2007-07-14T17:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T17:13:41.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>POLITICAL SHMOLITICAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:15;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;In the recent past when conversing with friends or relatives and said, "I'm dating a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;'Scotsman'&lt;/span&gt; and he wears a kilt at weddings" or "I'm dating a cute &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;'Irishman'&lt;/span&gt; from Cork." I was not accused of being a bigot or racist. No one shusshed me and said, "don't say that!" Nor was I scolded when I told friends, "my friend Simone just married a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;'Frenchman' &lt;/span&gt;who reminds me of the French dude from Hogans Hero's." But now on a family reunion blog on which I added my chopstick story to, (see below) I used the word Chinaman and, WHOA! You should have seen the feedback I got on it. I was reprimanded and told that I should use the word Asian American and that I shouldn't say things like that. OH MY GAWD! I was attacked and scolded. Which is what I am ranting about here. The people in this country are all being newly programmed with this stupid PCness crap. How dare you say this and how dare you say that. You're horrible. I'm not allowed to say to a group of people a comment like. "I think that it was right that Immigration deported that Mexican women in the movie Babel. She broke the law." Or I'll be called heartless. Yes I felt sorry for her. I cried. But I don't feel like it was so wrong that she got deported. Having said that, I suddenly become the antiChrist in the room, for saying such a thing. It's crazy insane for people to think that a comment like that is a personal attack against all Hispanics. It makes me think that there's a lot more small mindedness in the world then I already believed there to be.&lt;br /&gt;It's also wrong of me to think that most politicians suck up to all kinds of groups and lobbyists falsely and exclusively for the purpose of getting votes. (of course I mentioned a few, which I wont here) They tap dance around issues very tactfully to appease both sides of the fences. And I get bashed for opinions of mine like this. I'm accused of being uncompassionate and unchristian and told that this country has enough to go around as a reply to me, after I said, I think we're being sucked dry and tapped out by this that and the other" (each city has it's own sects and groups, so it's different everywhere. 'Fill in the blanks')&lt;br /&gt;I thought we had freedom of speech here in this country. Yet guys like Borat get sued and Isaiah Washington gets sent away for de and re-programming and then subsequently sacked, for ranting in front of colleagues in a rehearsal room. I saw the Larry King interview. Isaiah has become a big fat scapegoat. There are those who truly believe I'm a "bigot" and "ignorant". According to a couple of cousins, by my saying something in the likes of, oh, for instance......., "My friend married an&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; 'Englishman'&lt;/span&gt; who remind's me of Hugh Grant." is something that would be a big NO NO to say in public. It's not P.C. Who knew? One cousin thought I lacked compassion when I had given such opinions of the afore mentioned. Note to self: Take those Isaiah classes.&lt;br /&gt;It also seems we can't talk about God or Jesus in public anymore and I'm supposed to be all right about that because of the off chance possibility that I may offend a Hindu, Jew or Muslim. And how dare I not find that acceptable. How dare I not be considerate to the atheist or satanist, (or who ever) by&lt;strong&gt; NOT&lt;/strong&gt; putting up a Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;How dare I complain about it. I should be tolerant. These days tolerance means you must not offend. Therefore I should BE O.K. about &lt;strong&gt;NOT PUTTING UP MY CHRISTMAS TREE IN MY SHOP. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but all this is bullshit on a stick to me. I don't buy it. I wont buy it. It's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a toss and I don't care who I offend. I am offended too.&lt;br /&gt;When did so many people in the U.S.A. become so joyless and humorless? I don't know but I feel like Donald Sutherland in The Body Snatchers movie. That humans are being replaced by drone versions of themselves.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:15;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-5939723166653504236?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/07/political-shmolitical.html' title='POLITICAL SHMOLITICAL'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/5939723166653504236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=5939723166653504236&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/5939723166653504236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/5939723166653504236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/07/political-shmolitical.html' title='POLITICAL SHMOLITICAL'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-2150461815354214994</id><published>2007-07-08T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T22:53:02.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MAN DISGUISED AS TREE ROBS BANK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#15317e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#15317e;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police are on the hunt for a man who robbed a New Hampshire bank on Saturday disguised as a tree, according to MyFoxBoston.com.&lt;br /&gt;The suspect walked into the Citizen's Bank in Manchester with tree branches duct taped to his body and demanded money from the teller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net/2007/07/09/man_disguised_as_tre.html"&gt;Click here to view the report from Boston Fox News.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teller filled a bag with cash and the suspect took off. A dye pack inside the bag exploded, the Web site reported.&lt;br /&gt;Manchester cops described the man as a white male, between 45 and 50 years old, wearing glasses and a blue shirt.&lt;/bold&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;I had to ticker this one.  This, to me is the news story of the summer.  No one shall top this.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but how do you think to disguise yourself as a tree to rob a teller?!&lt;br /&gt;A real tree?!&lt;br /&gt;Oh come on!&lt;br /&gt;Dude are you for real?&lt;br /&gt;Must've been crystal meth.&lt;br /&gt;Who's the numb nuts security guard who let this guy even get to the teller window.&lt;br /&gt;OY People are so mental or plain ignorant. Where does this bank hire security? Crack heads R Us?&lt;br /&gt;Click on link to see the picture of this guy. MORON! Stupido!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-2150461815354214994?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/2150461815354214994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=2150461815354214994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2150461815354214994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2150461815354214994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/07/man-disguised-as-tree-robs-bank.html' title='&lt;marquee&gt;MAN DISGUISED AS TREE ROBS BANK!!&lt;/marquee&gt;'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-208798674537384452</id><published>2007-07-07T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T14:11:54.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NO FORK IN CHINA TOWN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006633;"&gt;Last night a friend met me in Chinatown after an appointment I had there. So we had a late dinner. We found a place that he knew and sat down. We ordered and when the food came I asked for a fork. I don't do chopsticks. I don't do them because when I went to Tokyo I struggled to figure out how to use them before getting there. When I arrived in Tokyo, no where in two dozen restaurants that I saw, were there chopsticks on the table. There was no where where I had to sit on my knees on the floor either. The tables were like the ones in the U.S.A. and regular utensils were on every table as well. So I never bothered. I thought what's the point? All the Chinese restaurants in Chicagoland metro area have both chopsticks and utensils on the tables. So when I asked for a fork last night I didn't think that would be a strange request. The old guy said, "This is Chinatown. No one ask for fork here. Let me go find something for you." I felt like a I &lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1390/748560617_144835f072.jpg"&gt;turd&lt;/a&gt;.  I refuse to struggle for my food. It's so much easier with a fork and spoon. And being an American I see no point. It's not like I'm in Rome and I should do as the Romans. I'm here. In my homeland asking for a fucking fork! That's all. Is it really so complicated to keep forks being a restaurant owner? REALLY!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-208798674537384452?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/208798674537384452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=208798674537384452&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/208798674537384452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/208798674537384452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-not-alone.html' title='&lt;center&gt;NO FORK IN CHINA TOWN!&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-1696956358092378980</id><published>2007-07-06T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T19:11:40.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OH CRAP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap. I came home late last night and saw this guy near the shrubs by my front door. If it weren't for that neon stripe that is spotable a mile away, I would have gotten sprayed!!!!!!!!!!!!! Boy was I close this time! I need to carry a maglight with me everywhere I go now. Jesus! Shine a beam of light along my pathway. I sure can't see me call my neighbor, "Um, I just got skunked, can you please go to the store and buy me 30 gallons of &lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/6/7362376_d7ad80f567.jpg"&gt;V8&lt;/a&gt; and douse me in the basement. I can't see myself in a &lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/97/224645728_bea2b19a4c.jpg?v=0"&gt;tin washtub&lt;/a&gt; being immersed in tomato juice. Embarrasing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/67/192204520_b9014b79dc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-1696956358092378980?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/1696956358092378980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=1696956358092378980&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1696956358092378980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1696956358092378980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-crap.html' title='OH CRAP!'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/67/192204520_b9014b79dc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-1825496678144103416</id><published>2007-07-06T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T14:38:35.804-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is How Much I Love Chocolate Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;This is how much I love chocolate cake. Yes I bug my friends after we go out to dinner. I bug them to take me to &lt;a href="http://ethelschocolate.com/"&gt;Ethel's&lt;/a&gt; Or the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;rlz=1T4SKPB_en___US203&amp;amp;q=fudge+pot+chicago"&gt;The Fudge Pot&lt;/a&gt; in Old town. I confess I'm a bad influence. But this is me. I'm the one who sticks a finger in a cake's frosting. And I'm the one saying, "No I don't want to share a dessert. I want MY OWN!" Yup me in a nutshell. Or should I say a &lt;a href="http://media3.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/photo/2006/02/07/PH2006020701193.jpg"&gt;chocolate bag?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/Ro_gU20VAuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/2BD2POblTjM/s1600-h/Something+I+would+do.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/Ro_gU20VAuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/2BD2POblTjM/s400/Something+I+would+do.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-1825496678144103416?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/1825496678144103416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=1825496678144103416&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1825496678144103416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1825496678144103416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-how-much-i-love-chocolate-cake.html' title='This Is How Much I Love Chocolate Cake'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/Ro_gU20VAuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/2BD2POblTjM/s72-c/Something+I+would+do.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-811860846775057803</id><published>2007-07-04T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T12:01:09.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PRIVET BLOOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Privet Bloom is my new favorite perfume. It's from &lt;a href="http://www.hamptonsuncare.com/hamptonsun_products/hamptonsun_privet_bloom.php"&gt;Hampton Sun&lt;/a&gt; They are sunscreen gurus who branched out with a new signature scent for their company. It has the unique component of the bloom from the privet hedges indiginous to the Eastern U.S. and Hamptons area. It's a fresh clean spring/summer scent which includes a perfect blend of privet, sea spray and dune grass. It's not like anything. The perfume mist is light and lasting. Call them for a free sample. This product can't be found in most places other than New York or some coastal cities so you would have to order online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1063/562365769_56f3c8d9d8_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-811860846775057803?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.hamptonsuncare.com/hamptonsun/hamptonsun.php' title='PRIVET BLOOM'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-3906390911356312848</id><published>2007-06-30T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T18:26:46.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Muah 2 All My Fans</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1390/675950163_4e3613579e_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-3906390911356312848?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/3906390911356312848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=3906390911356312848&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/Rn7udWlxfQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/9dfTNVuZ5ek/s1600-h/ugliest+dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/Rn7udWlxfQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/9dfTNVuZ5ek/s400/ugliest+dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-2472617424345466331?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://abcnews.go.com/US/wireStory?id=3308869&amp;CMP=OTC-RSSFeeds0312' title='Worldest Ugliest Dog 2007'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/2472617424345466331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-2599642412812358235?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/2599642412812358235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=2599642412812358235&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2599642412812358235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/2599642412812358235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/06/got-birdy.html' title='Got A Birdy'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RnQE32lxe-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/0NrOnMvncG4/s72-c/I+gotta+birdie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-4105083223903062816</id><published>2007-06-23T08:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T15:13:20.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat Toothpicks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RnQIx2lxfDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JbbtC4OHXSA/s1600-h/Strange+treat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RnQIx2lxfDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JbbtC4OHXSA/s320/Strange+treat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-4105083223903062816?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/4105083223903062816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=4105083223903062816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/4105083223903062816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/4105083223903062816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/06/cat-toothpick.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Cat Toothpicks&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RnQIx2lxfDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/JbbtC4OHXSA/s72-c/Strange+treat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-5897116063692505951</id><published>2007-06-20T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T17:36:36.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blockheads Never Cease</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;  &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0066;"&gt;Some people are so rude and thoughtless and selfish. Today on the train I was one of the people who had to stand holding a rail. One of the last passengers to board after me was an elderly man at least 70 years old. Sitting in the priority seats for handicapped and the elderly were 4 young people under the age of 35. The first was a caucasian male around 25 with his nose in his palm pilot. Didn't look up once or didn't choose to. The second was an African American female around 30 who just sat down and closed her eyes. She also chose not to see if there was anyone in need before planting her ass down in the last seat that was available at the same stop as me. Then on the other side was an Orthodox Jewish male in his late 20's with his nose in the newspaper raised high, not looking behind it once. My eyes would shift back and forth to see if anyone would yield. The fourth person was a hispanic teen on her way to high school no doubt, as she had two books bulging out of her bag pack. She was chatting with a boy who was standing in front of her and giggling and totally oblivious to this man flailing around as the train moved. Finally after 5 minutes I said, "Hey, can one of you people yield your seat to that gentleman"? None of them moved. They paused for about two seconds and looked at me like I was a loose cannon. Don't know why. Didn't yell my request nor did I demand my request.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a matter of selfish RUDE RUDE RUDE PEOPLE!!! The woman didn't even open her eyes. She fained like she was asleep. Yea right my ass. Finally a young man at a nearby seat arose and offered the man his seat. The old man sat down and thanked him. To you 4 people (selfish blockheads) sitting on the express train.... I hope your actions today come back to BITE YOU ON YOUR ASSES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hope karma gives you all a taste of your own medicine one day soon, cuz...........what goes around comes around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observation: Clueless arrogant prats exist in all colors, sizes, genders and religions. And I blame the parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-5897116063692505951?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/06/blockheads-never-cease.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Blockheads Never Cease&lt;/center&gt;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/5897116063692505951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=5897116063692505951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/5897116063692505951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/5897116063692505951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/06/blockheads-never-cease.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Blockheads Never Cease&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-8211882701576317611</id><published>2007-06-16T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T23:25:41.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heard Of Hand Warmers AND Foot Warmers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RnQFHWlxe_I/AAAAAAAAACY/RIBuOMO3l5M/s1600-h/Little+Cat+Man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RnQFHWlxe_I/AAAAAAAAACY/RIBuOMO3l5M/s400/Little+Cat+Man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-8211882701576317611?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/8211882701576317611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=8211882701576317611&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/8211882701576317611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/8211882701576317611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-heard-of-hand-warmers-and-foot.html' title='I Heard Of Hand Warmers AND Foot Warmers...'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/RnQFHWlxe_I/AAAAAAAAACY/RIBuOMO3l5M/s72-c/Little+Cat+Man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-9103896870243413129</id><published>2007-06-14T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T00:00:16.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My Aching Finger!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;I had a freak accident 10 days ago and to make a long story short my 3rd finger of my right hand is busted. I had X-rays and I am not fractured. Yay! However after seeing my friend Dr Jan, she suspects since it's so swollen after 9 days and is still painful that I may have torn ligaments. She gave me a script for an MRI. I can do it if I want whilst she's out of town. I had an osteopaethic treatment for my abused back and finger and did some fab hydrotherapy as well. I feel a bit better but no cigar. I need to sweat this out. Hellz bellz I don't want an MRI!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid, but Geeze that's radical for a person who just wacked her hand on a gate. I need a hamburger. I haven't had a nice big juicy greesy burger in yonks. That'll be my weekend treat. Yippee!!!! It'll go straight to my ass and I wont be so upset about the painful finger. I'll have more pain when I see my fat ass in the mirror!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-9103896870243413129?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/9103896870243413129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=9103896870243413129&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/9103896870243413129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/9103896870243413129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-my-aching-finger.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Oh My Aching Finger!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-1048950859209648463</id><published>2007-06-09T12:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T23:31:18.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THAT'S IT.  NO MORE HELPING PEOPLE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;For the umteenth time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. I just wanna scream. My colleague Evie is trying to make me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;She's moving AGAIN, and is calling me to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH FOR THE LOVE OF GAWD! Puhlease people stop calling me to bust my back and fingers.&lt;br /&gt;I am too old to go up and down flights of stairs with boxes. I am too old to be taking chairs and end tables and lamps up and down stairs.&lt;br /&gt;Be a grown up and hire a moving company. To do your packing and to box your stuff and to MOVE you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People out there. When your friends are over 40 have some mercy. Stop being such a cheapskate and inconsiderate. As I said before. Be a grown up and cough up the dough. YOU HAVE MONEY FOR EVERYTHING ELSE don't you?&lt;br /&gt;IE:Cigarettes, the weekend six pack, take out, the movies.... need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not killing myself for people anymore. I helped her pack last night and after hunching over, putting stuff in boxes for two hours my back is fucked AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;It was not easy having a jacked up finger as well (see next blog) tissue papering plates and glasses.&lt;br /&gt;Evie, you owe me $40 bucks for the osteopath!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-1048950859209648463?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/1048950859209648463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=1048950859209648463&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1048950859209648463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/1048950859209648463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/06/thats-it-no-more-helping-people.html' title='THAT&apos;S IT.  NO MORE HELPING PEOPLE.'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-889052385174840783</id><published>2007-06-06T07:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T12:54:45.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RUN OUT OF YOUR VIAGRA RX?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE NEWS.............................. (Oh this cracks me up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7d1b7e;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-889052385174840783?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://wcbstv.com/watercooler/local_story_156200813.html' title='RUN OUT OF YOUR VIAGRA RX?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/889052385174840783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=889052385174840783&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/889052385174840783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/889052385174840783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/06/run-out-of-your-viagra-rx.html' title='RUN OUT OF YOUR VIAGRA RX?'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-725122889880891313</id><published>2007-05-26T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T07:39:31.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Of My Favorite Vacation PIX</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://render2.snapfish.com/render2/is=Yup6lQQ%7C%3Dup6RKKt%3AxxrKUp7BHD7KPfrj%3DQofrj7t%3DzrRfDUX%3AeQaQxg%3Dr%3F87KR6xqpxQQQnxeGaxe0Qxv8uOc5xQQQ0GP0PeellnqpfVtB%3F*KUp7BHSHqqy7XH6gXPGn%7CRup6aQQ%7C/of=50,332,442" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://render2.snapfish.com/render2/is=Yup6lQQ%7C%3Dup6RKKt%3AxxrKUp7BHD7KPfrj%3DQofrj7t%3DzrRfDUX%3AeQaQxg%3Dr%3F87KR6xqpxQQQnxeGaxe0Qxv8uOc5xQQQ0GP0PeelePqpfVtB%3F*KUp7BHSHqqy7XH6gXPlP%7CRup6aQQ%7C/of=50,332,442" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://render2.snapfish.com/render2/is=Yup6aQQ%7C%3Dup6RKKt%3AxxrKUp7BHD7KPfrj%3DQofrj7t%3DzrRfDUX%3AeQaQxg%3Dr%3F87KR6xqpxQQQnxeGaxe0Qxv8uOc5xQQQ0GP0PnnQ0QqpfVtB%3F*KUp7BHSHqqy7XH6gXPlP%7CRup6lQQ%7C/of=50,590,442" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://render2.snapfish.com/render2/is=Yup6aQQ%7C%3Dup6RKKt%3AxxrKUp7BHD7Kofrj%3DQofrj7t%3DzrRfDUX%3AeQaQxg%3Dr%3F87KR6xqpxQQQnxeGaxe0Qxv8uOc5xQQQ0GP0PnnQ0aqpfVtB%3F*KUp7BHSHqqy7XH6gXPlJ%7CRup6lQQ%7C/of=50,590,442" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://render2.snapfish.com/render2/is=Yup6aQQ%7C%3Dup6RKKt%3AxxrKUp7BHD7KPfrj%3DQofrj7t%3DzrRfDUX%3AeQaQxg%3Dr%3F87KR6xqpxQQQnxeGaxe0Qxv8uOc5xQQQ0GP0PnnQe0qpfVtB%3F*KUp7BHSHqqy7XH6gXPGn%7CRup6lQQ%7C/of=50,590,442" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://render2.snapfish.com/render2/is=Yup6lQQ%7C%3Dup6RKKt%3AxxrKUp7BHD7KPfrj%3DQofrj7t%3DzrRfDUX%3AeQaQxg%3Dr%3F87KR6xqpxQQQ0xGP0xoooxQQQ0GP0oooallqpfVtB%3F*KUp7BHSHqqy7XH6gXPl0%7CRup6aQQ%7C/of=50,332,442" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7888593-725122889880891313?l=msmeow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/feeds/725122889880891313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7888593&amp;postID=725122889880891313&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/725122889880891313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7888593/posts/default/725122889880891313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msmeow.blogspot.com/2007/05/some-favorite-vacation-pix.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Some Of My Favorite Vacation PIX&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>CatWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13638504238364458864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S_hhRaPG6EQ/TFs_psHHeoI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQzqowX8Fc/S220/Sands+and+Donna.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888593.post-3729883891417082467</id><published>2007-05-21T23:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T13:29:13.918-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Talkers</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:17;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0066;"&gt;Some people make me laugh. And confuse me at the same time. Everytime I talk about my trip to Egypt with people I get both positive and negative feedback. Some of this feedback is surreal. Where some people get perceptions about places like north Africa and the middle east is down right slanted. Where do some of you get these notions? I've already heard a half dozen times comments like, "I think I'd feel safer in Europe or Australia" Or "I'll stick to the United States, it's safer".&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU KIDDING ME???? Someone tell another joke. Where do you come up with these?&lt;br /&gt;I felt the most safe in Egypt and Morocco. The U.S. is the scariest place in the free world. Maybe Chicago alone can be re-named SCARYVILLE one day. You people really need to read a book or get a video. These people are great. Get out all those crazy ideas in your head, paralyzing you from travel to these fine places.&lt;br /&gt;Just do yourself a favor and have a chat with someone who has been to these regions.&lt;br /&gt;You'll see that your thoughts are unwarranted. No I'm not an Arab. Or an Arab American trying to get people to go to my country. I'm an American and my parents are too. So I'm not biased. 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