<?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-13602777</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:48:12.803-06:00</updated><category term='motorcycle'/><category term='sunset'/><category term='ladybugs'/><category term='weight loss'/><category term='beach'/><category term='kicking ass'/><category term='fast'/><category term='tlsg'/><category term='colorado'/><category term='school'/><category term='good times'/><category term='trip'/><category term='CR'/><category term='beatrice'/><category term='Fandom'/><category term='running'/><category term='cold'/><category term='Turtle hilarity'/><category term='blogger&apos;s layout sucks'/><category term='swoon'/><category term='Sad'/><category term='muddy'/><category term='the end'/><category term='kenpachi'/><category term='racing'/><category term='fail'/><category term='tori Love'/><category term='momocycles'/><category term='swords'/><title type='text'>Waking up to Reese's Cups</title><subtitle type='html'>Keep your eye on her horizon.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>268</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-5163600729438768281</id><published>2010-01-02T15:40:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T21:52:02.494-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the end'/><title type='text'>The End.</title><content type='html'>I have had this blog since June of 2005. I have posted 296 times on a plethora of different subjects. It’s time now for all of this to come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t keep up with this anymore, I post mostly on facebook and livejournal, and I don’t have time or the inspiration to post funny things that aren't so personal. I never intended for this to be a personal blog, I wanted it to be a general funny blog, but I can't come up with anything. I did want to make this a photo blog, but it’s just not the nature of the mrsjesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also don’t like the html options on blogspot, so it makes it difficult for me to make the blog LOOK like I want. It’s just all very frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m very sad that this has come to an end because I had a lot of fun posting, and meeting new people. This little journal really got me through some fun situations, and I’m grateful to have had it. I will likely not delete Mrsjesus so I can keep the memories that I have made. I am going to try and start a photoblog over on wordpress, but it might take me a couple of days/weeks to set it up. I’ll probably update when I get the website, but don’t expect much more out of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’m closing this baby down. To those that still come here to see if I’ve posted (I know a few of you do, and I’m very thankful) I do have a &lt;a href="http://unforgettableredhead.wordpress.com"&gt;photo blog&lt;/a&gt; that you can visit, I update when I can, and I'd love to see you over there. You can always look me up on facebook. Just ask. I love you all, and I’ll miss posting for you. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sz_MEbNEVlI/AAAAAAAABC4/WcbS5a6rw3A/s1600-h/IMG_4184.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sz_MEbNEVlI/AAAAAAAABC4/WcbS5a6rw3A/s320/IMG_4184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422276852771477074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Mrs. Jesus, and the turtle)&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-5163600729438768281?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/5163600729438768281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=5163600729438768281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/5163600729438768281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/5163600729438768281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2010/01/end.html' title='The End.'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sz_MEbNEVlI/AAAAAAAABC4/WcbS5a6rw3A/s72-c/IMG_4184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-3334456040564706758</id><published>2009-12-06T17:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T17:24:43.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's cold folks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SxxKQJGaMVI/AAAAAAAABCg/kDZvLkn9hek/s1600-h/IMG_1359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SxxKQJGaMVI/AAAAAAAABCg/kDZvLkn9hek/s320/IMG_1359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412282493373657426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my temp gauge in my car. This photo was taken on thursday. It's weird to be back to this (taken 12/6/09):&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SxxKjyqUhoI/AAAAAAAABCo/JTb3Jc1NtUE/s1600-h/IMG_1362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SxxKjyqUhoI/AAAAAAAABCo/JTb3Jc1NtUE/s320/IMG_1362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412282830947649154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From This (Taken 12/6/08):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SxxLEEbUaPI/AAAAAAAABCw/jI6NF-8W7m4/s1600-h/IMG_8739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SxxLEEbUaPI/AAAAAAAABCw/jI6NF-8W7m4/s320/IMG_8739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412283385472379122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-3334456040564706758?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/3334456040564706758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=3334456040564706758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3334456040564706758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3334456040564706758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-cold-folks.html' title='It&apos;s cold folks.'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SxxKQJGaMVI/AAAAAAAABCg/kDZvLkn9hek/s72-c/IMG_1359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-3965234534707511181</id><published>2009-10-28T18:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T18:32:56.985-06:00</updated><title type='text'>zdudzudzduuzdududuuudzzzdzuzu (teeth chattering)</title><content type='html'>It's supposed to snow 10-18" today-tomorrow. Damn it's cold up in this bitch. I don't mind, because I love the snow, but it's been a long time since I've been this cold for this long. I forgot about the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SujhyZGeZhI/AAAAAAAABCY/S4JqX08EF3M/s1600-h/IMG_1257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SujhyZGeZhI/AAAAAAAABCY/S4JqX08EF3M/s320/IMG_1257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397812409251292690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10/27 at about 7:00pm^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SujhyGkvGZI/AAAAAAAABCQ/sJ4JTuuSpFs/s1600-h/IMG_1258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SujhyGkvGZI/AAAAAAAABCQ/sJ4JTuuSpFs/s320/IMG_1258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397812404277942674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10/27 at about 9:20pm^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sujhx_EVbLI/AAAAAAAABCI/Ant2Vt453Rs/s1600-h/IMG_1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sujhx_EVbLI/AAAAAAAABCI/Ant2Vt453Rs/s320/IMG_1259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397812402262994098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10/28 7:00 am^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SujhxQ-yyqI/AAAAAAAABCA/zqrhZsPBTo8/s1600-h/IMG_1260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SujhxQ-yyqI/AAAAAAAABCA/zqrhZsPBTo8/s320/IMG_1260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397812389891721890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10/28 about 6:15pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's just snow and it's not that interesting, but i like before and after pictures. :) Goodnight all, and snuggle with your hedgies and your turtles. They need warmth too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-3965234534707511181?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/3965234534707511181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=3965234534707511181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3965234534707511181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3965234534707511181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/10/zdudzudzduuzdududuuudzzzdzuzu-teeth.html' title='zdudzudzduuzdududuuudzzzdzuzu (teeth chattering)'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SujhyZGeZhI/AAAAAAAABCY/S4JqX08EF3M/s72-c/IMG_1257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-1102228310514261225</id><published>2009-10-18T10:56:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T11:32:48.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New post</title><content type='html'>I kinda feel bad for not posting for the last month, so I thought I would write and update what's been going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you know, I bought a new car back in August. After&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SttPSmQ0nOI/AAAAAAAABBw/ZlKEc3LBBjY/s1600-h/IMG_1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SttPSmQ0nOI/AAAAAAAABBw/ZlKEc3LBBjY/s320/IMG_1050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393992159633644770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my neon took a, well you could say it was a graceful dive into the downward spiral of sadness, I knew I couldn't afford to keep an american car with 108,000 miles on it (which is notorious for dying at 100,000 miles) going for cheap. So I opted to buy a new car. I don't want to post pictures here, because I don't know who is reading this, but I can tell you if I posted a picture of my car here, and you saw it around town, you WOULD know it was me. :D If you'd like to see a pic, let me know and I'll tell you how you can see it. I love my new car, and it has given me a new sense of pride and self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working at a new bank, and I don't really like it all that much. I've been working there since the day before my &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SttQFjjeIXI/AAAAAAAABB4/dH1nver81l0/s1600-h/IMG_0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SttQFjjeIXI/AAAAAAAABB4/dH1nver81l0/s320/IMG_0732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393993035079885170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;birthday, and trying to find a new job since two weeks after I started. This has been difficult as my days off are often filled with tasks of playing with my niece and dressing her up like a dolly. She's just so cute, it's hard not to play dress up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than hanging out with my family and enjoying my newish town, I haven't been up to all that much. I'm trying to get signed up for a bowling league or a softball team because I'm often bored, but I think really finding a decent job is a wee bit more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. I'm working on finding a brave soul to join me for costume contests later this month so I can win some $$$ (i'd share a little bit) but so far my search ha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SttO0gjpRtI/AAAAAAAABBo/HPuJdpNf5ks/s1600-h/zenz-barton-tdv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SttO0gjpRtI/AAAAAAAABBo/HPuJdpNf5ks/s320/zenz-barton-tdv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393991642705905362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s died. I'm wondering if I can do it alone, but it might not have as much impact. I'd still like to have a body guard there to protect me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have thought about becoming a vampiress, and really doing the whole deal, but I think it would also be cool if I could talk someone into being &lt;a href="http://www.tanz-der-vampire.de/"&gt;Graf Von Krolock&lt;/a&gt; and I could be Sarah. Only hard core vampire followers (or musical fanatics, or even Tanz fanatics) would get the reference, but what a great way to break ice with other people. Plus I could sing all night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I couldn't pull that off, I&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SttOr21a3cI/AAAAAAAABBg/KHdJ7_3YG8w/s1600-h/2b49a433859e08c811281a1a56b2235a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SttOr21a3cI/AAAAAAAABBg/KHdJ7_3YG8w/s320/2b49a433859e08c811281a1a56b2235a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393991494067215810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; could always be Orihime, but I'd love to find someone willing to go as Ichigo or Kenny or someone else so I don't have to explain myself all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it. I'm pretty sick right now, so I thought since I'm taking it easy today, it would be great to sit down and add a blog. Have a good day everyone, and don't get sick like me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-1102228310514261225?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/1102228310514261225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=1102228310514261225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1102228310514261225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1102228310514261225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-post.html' title='New post'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SttPSmQ0nOI/AAAAAAAABBw/ZlKEc3LBBjY/s72-c/IMG_1050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-2962439278197792099</id><published>2009-09-13T10:40:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T11:26:53.024-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vroom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sq0mC_2wHWI/AAAAAAAABAU/XtGtLL2BaWI/s1600-h/Car+photos_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sq0mC_2wHWI/AAAAAAAABAU/XtGtLL2BaWI/s400/Car+photos_0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380998962720284002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't pull me over please. I'm only 14 and I really shouldn't be driving. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sq0mCfG-TwI/AAAAAAAABAM/hCnjGux99ak/s1600-h/Car+photos_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sq0mCfG-TwI/AAAAAAAABAM/hCnjGux99ak/s400/Car+photos_0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380998953929953026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1934 ford pickup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Something my dad and i have in common is our love for cars and car shows. It's always fun to see the work and creativity that people have put into their cars. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sq0mB7ji_8I/AAAAAAAABAE/Lc6TMQr0d_U/s1600-h/Car+photos_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: right; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sq0mB7ji_8I/AAAAAAAABAE/Lc6TMQr0d_U/s400/Car+photos_0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380998944386121666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now that I'm driving a new car, I feel the appreciation so much more than I have had before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just love to be with my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sq0pAmD8fII/AAAAAAAABA8/SdN3ErGbQK4/s1600-h/IMG_1210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sq0pAmD8fII/AAAAAAAABA8/SdN3ErGbQK4/s400/IMG_1210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381002219971443842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to a car show yesterday by myself. It was small because it was raining, but it wasn't nearly as much fun as it would've been had he been there with me. There were a few cars there that showed off their pin striping and hard work, but I saw a lot of rat rods and VERY custom vehicles. I am always impressed by two things when I go to a car show.&lt;br /&gt;1. The amount of information my father knows about vehicles. It's truly amazing.&lt;br /&gt;2. The people b&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sq0rF_jnIlI/AAAAAAAABBE/BSEhKxcKY8k/s1600-h/IMG_1315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sq0rF_jnIlI/AAAAAAAABBE/BSEhKxcKY8k/s320/IMG_1315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381004511737750098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ehind the cars (the ones who built them, own them, love them,) are generally cut from the same cloth. It's like oil seeped into their bodies when they were kids customizing their bicycles, and now they have bigger toys to play with. And they can do what they want to these cars. There are simply no limitations to how silly, funny, awesome, beautiful, or random a person wants to make their car. And the best part is, SOMEBODY will like it. If you take an ugly car to a car show, someone is going to take a picture of it and say, "man, this is really something." And that's enough for a lot of people. It's the recognition of the hard work somebody put into the car to make it so ugly. Or beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had the money and the knowledge I would love to build custom cars. I loved helping my dad with the truck back in the day, and even working on the falcon (although I was in college for a lot of it). But I loved it. As a kid I remember loving hearing the welder turn on and the fzzzzt fzzzzt of my dad and his welder. If he wasn't working on the car or truck, he was cooking up something amazing. It was a bug he had, and it bit me at a young age.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sq0mBKCzn-I/AAAAAAAAA_0/9aMe8o_SUXo/s1600-h/Car+photos_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sq0mBKCzn-I/AAAAAAAAA_0/9aMe8o_SUXo/s400/Car+photos_0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380998931095461858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think this is something I'll &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sq0nWiAfbAI/AAAAAAAABAk/rJBnSmqNCxA/s1600-h/IMG_1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 197px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sq0nWiAfbAI/AAAAAAAABAk/rJBnSmqNCxA/s400/IMG_1221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381000397817080834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ever stop enjoying. The proud look of the people who took the time to restore, rod, or rat these cars is just contagious. Even if the car is in the middle of the rebuild, they are willing to tell you what's going wrong, right, and ask for advice, or just talk about "omg did you see that ugly car just up the line? What the hell were they thinking??" Actually, most folks in the car kulture are not quick to judge. And that is something I like too. People at car shows are always quick to  help a fellow car lover out. I love car kulture.  It's fun, friendly, and there are always hot dogs. And besides, where the hell else am I going to see a perfectly restored DeLorean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-2962439278197792099?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/2962439278197792099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=2962439278197792099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/2962439278197792099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/2962439278197792099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/09/vroom.html' title='Vroom!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sq0mC_2wHWI/AAAAAAAABAU/XtGtLL2BaWI/s72-c/Car+photos_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-980508871749498081</id><published>2009-09-07T20:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:02:10.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot night</title><content type='html'>Just some lightning shots from tonight off my porch. Compression kills, so please, take a moment to click on these to see mother nature playing with fire. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXITan6qlI/AAAAAAAAA_s/H8-YlCmfHMo/s1600-h/IMG_1288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXITan6qlI/AAAAAAAAA_s/H8-YlCmfHMo/s400/IMG_1288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378925565853739602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXIS2-1QgI/AAAAAAAAA_k/QqfIQR0Cows/s1600-h/IMG_1285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXIS2-1QgI/AAAAAAAAA_k/QqfIQR0Cows/s400/IMG_1285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378925556286177794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXISbTM7eI/AAAAAAAAA_c/mPaMd_r9H_w/s1600-h/IMG_1279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXISbTM7eI/AAAAAAAAA_c/mPaMd_r9H_w/s400/IMG_1279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378925548855422434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXIRwyswmI/AAAAAAAAA_U/jJTohUhwRfY/s1600-h/IMG_1274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXIRwyswmI/AAAAAAAAA_U/jJTohUhwRfY/s400/IMG_1274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378925537444807266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXHXwv-dcI/AAAAAAAAA_M/xIMPUh1e214/s1600-h/IMG_1272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXHXwv-dcI/AAAAAAAAA_M/xIMPUh1e214/s400/IMG_1272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378924541000971714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXHXakMdBI/AAAAAAAAA_E/KRVikC15KV8/s1600-h/IMG_1269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXHXakMdBI/AAAAAAAAA_E/KRVikC15KV8/s400/IMG_1269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378924535045977106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXHWlohMkI/AAAAAAAAA-8/opOmEkQrzKE/s1600-h/IMG_1264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXHWlohMkI/AAAAAAAAA-8/opOmEkQrzKE/s400/IMG_1264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378924520837034562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXHWD1nIxI/AAAAAAAAA-0/IWonxXO6lmk/s1600-h/IMG_1263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXHWD1nIxI/AAAAAAAAA-0/IWonxXO6lmk/s400/IMG_1263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378924511765144338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXHVVMs8JI/AAAAAAAAA-s/UR4faSWgDCE/s1600-h/IMG_1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXHVVMs8JI/AAAAAAAAA-s/UR4faSWgDCE/s400/IMG_1259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378924499245527186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-980508871749498081?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/980508871749498081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=980508871749498081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/980508871749498081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/980508871749498081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/09/hot-night.html' title='Hot night'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqXITan6qlI/AAAAAAAAA_s/H8-YlCmfHMo/s72-c/IMG_1288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-1487303126773885040</id><published>2009-09-05T21:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:22:27.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight...</title><content type='html'>The moon is a mirrorball.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqMqJxYoKiI/AAAAAAAAA-k/u-NFR2ufBxk/s1600-h/IMG_1244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqMqJxYoKiI/AAAAAAAAA-k/u-NFR2ufBxk/s400/IMG_1244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378188727374326306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-1487303126773885040?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/1487303126773885040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=1487303126773885040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1487303126773885040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1487303126773885040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/09/tonight.html' title='Tonight...'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SqMqJxYoKiI/AAAAAAAAA-k/u-NFR2ufBxk/s72-c/IMG_1244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-2396457007812786866</id><published>2009-08-09T21:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:05:54.935-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger&apos;s layout sucks'/><title type='text'>Storms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love to chase storms. Now, I'm not the tornado chaser you see on your Discovery channels and your weather channels, I do things a little differently. Since I chase mostly at night for lightning shots, I try to find places that are far enough away to get a great wide angle shot, but close enough that I can get some details of the storm. There have been times in the past where I have been entirely too close, and it scared the shit out of me. But for now, I just chase to get the beauty of the storm, as much as possible. It's hard to photograph lightning if it's right on top of you. Tonight was one of the best lightning shoots I've attempted in quite some time. The lightning was mostly in the clouds, but it came out and said hello every once in a while. There were peeks of sky coming through the swirling clouds, which were reminiscent of a dragon. Ok, so on with the photos, please click these, compression kills:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sn-cZpwAoaI/AAAAAAAAA-U/CbUnAcImw48/s1600-h/IMG_1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sn-cZpwAoaI/AAAAAAAAA-U/CbUnAcImw48/s400/IMG_1048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368181245366804898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sn-caNbEtEI/AAAAAAAAA-c/Iq9eXQKPVh0/s1600-h/IMG_1047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sn-caNbEtEI/AAAAAAAAA-c/Iq9eXQKPVh0/s400/IMG_1047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368181254942667842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sn-biKkDB9I/AAAAAAAAA-M/YszBBSjzQfg/s1600-h/IMG_1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sn-biKkDB9I/AAAAAAAAA-M/YszBBSjzQfg/s400/IMG_1043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368180292102326226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sn-bhtv3hcI/AAAAAAAAA-E/euNjO1DrHDo/s1600-h/IMG_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sn-bhtv3hcI/AAAAAAAAA-E/euNjO1DrHDo/s400/IMG_1045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368180284367275458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sn-bgxOEbmI/AAAAAAAAA98/Vx-PSwA-JfM/s1600-h/IMG_1039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sn-bgxOEbmI/AAAAAAAAA98/Vx-PSwA-JfM/s400/IMG_1039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368180268119387746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sn-bgsVHa0I/AAAAAAAAA90/b2YbKXtq2pk/s1600-h/IMG_1032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sn-bgsVHa0I/AAAAAAAAA90/b2YbKXtq2pk/s400/IMG_1032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368180266806766402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sn-bgPTw3iI/AAAAAAAAA9s/_yeJA-ejL0I/s1600-h/IMG_1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sn-bgPTw3iI/AAAAAAAAA9s/_yeJA-ejL0I/s400/IMG_1026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368180259016465954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-2396457007812786866?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/2396457007812786866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=2396457007812786866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/2396457007812786866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/2396457007812786866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/08/storms.html' title='Storms'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sn-cZpwAoaI/AAAAAAAAA-U/CbUnAcImw48/s72-c/IMG_1048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-1885775624395677226</id><published>2009-07-22T11:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T11:14:07.949-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tori Love'/><title type='text'>Yeah</title><content type='html'>Click it to make it bigger. This is just a glimpse, I'll post more when I've got a little more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SmdIrH4QhsI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Fsx2byiSTzI/s1600-h/IMG_0850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SmdIrH4QhsI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Fsx2byiSTzI/s400/IMG_0850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361333787094451906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit. I met tori.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-1885775624395677226?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/1885775624395677226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=1885775624395677226&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1885775624395677226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1885775624395677226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/07/yeah.html' title='Yeah'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SmdIrH4QhsI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Fsx2byiSTzI/s72-c/IMG_0850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-4651800075173540331</id><published>2009-07-16T21:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:18:39.228-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok you're going to have to click.</title><content type='html'>These are very small, I imagine, but if you click on them you'll get a glimpse of my pressed penny collection! I've collected these through the years, and I continue to collect them. It's a neat hobby, and it's cheap! $0.51 a penny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sl_tZLpJ2AI/AAAAAAAAA9c/3Ga0fGoLb_8/s1600-h/Pennies_0002+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sl_tZLpJ2AI/AAAAAAAAA9c/3Ga0fGoLb_8/s400/Pennies_0002+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359263098472093698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sl_tYghZrwI/AAAAAAAAA9U/oc_LkSgYCHk/s1600-h/Pennies+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sl_tYghZrwI/AAAAAAAAA9U/oc_LkSgYCHk/s400/Pennies+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359263086896852738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I want to collect more!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-4651800075173540331?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/4651800075173540331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=4651800075173540331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/4651800075173540331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/4651800075173540331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/07/ok-youre-going-to-have-to-click.html' title='Ok you&apos;re going to have to click.'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sl_tZLpJ2AI/AAAAAAAAA9c/3Ga0fGoLb_8/s72-c/Pennies_0002+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-2705636859609865837</id><published>2009-07-06T23:06:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:52:58.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Humpty Dumpty rolled off the counter.</title><content type='html'>I don't normally do this, I don't usually cook, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But today I stepped outside the box and made a non-recipe fried rice yum yum experiment. It went well. Except for the egg. That didn't go well.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlLbK5RZU7I/AAAAAAAAA9E/_q2cM2LcQW8/s1600-h/IMG_0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlLbK5RZU7I/AAAAAAAAA9E/_q2cM2LcQW8/s400/IMG_0706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355583887115899826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what I did. I started off by making a pot of fresh (non instant) rice. I think it was jasmine rice. So i cooked that, and while it was simmering joyfully in the pot, I cut up:&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tomato (just the rind, I ate the yummy inside bits)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 Green Pepper&lt;br /&gt;1/4 Red Pepper&lt;br /&gt;A bit of red onion&lt;br /&gt;And 1 clove of garlic. It was a pretty big clove.&lt;br /&gt;And I whipped an egg.&lt;br /&gt;**EDIT** I made this again tonight and used long grain rice instead of Jasmine and added a bit of Cilantro and more tomato, onion, and garlic, and it was much better! The cilantro really added a nice kick.***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took the rice that was cooked and dumped it into a skillet. If you make this you should really rinse the rice in a bowl or something to get the gunk off of it. Anyway, I dumped the rice into the skillet and after I moved it around with my spatula a little&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlLbjoRbD_I/AAAAAAAAA9M/swQJm1Bvl5s/s1600-h/IMG_0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlLbjoRbD_I/AAAAAAAAA9M/swQJm1Bvl5s/s400/IMG_0707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355584312049340402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I added the egg. SLOWLY. I cooked the egg in there for a bit, and added some soy sauce. Add that to taste. I like a lot of it. I added a small amount of wasabi just for a bit of flavor, and then after the egg was cooked, I dumped in the veggies I cut up. I let that cook for a minute, added a little more soy sauce, and then served it up with Tomatoes!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlLYzUhug5I/AAAAAAAAA88/qIoyoj1nfFw/s1600-h/IMG_0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlLYzUhug5I/AAAAAAAAA88/qIoyoj1nfFw/s400/IMG_0708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355581283092038546" 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/13602777-2705636859609865837?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/2705636859609865837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=2705636859609865837&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/2705636859609865837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/2705636859609865837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/07/humpty-dumpty-rolled-off-counter.html' title='Humpty Dumpty rolled off the counter.'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlLbK5RZU7I/AAAAAAAAA9E/_q2cM2LcQW8/s72-c/IMG_0706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-5939959253472571391</id><published>2009-07-05T00:38:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T01:10:08.112-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4 of June er July!</title><content type='html'>I didn't go to any big shows today, which I'm kinda glad for. I really don't like traffic, and I don't like smokers, and I have small patience for stupid people. So instead, I spent the evening with my nephew, my brother, and my dad. My three favorite men, bar none. Buuut, because one of us was being a naughty boy all night (Kris, I'm looking at yoooo-uuuu) we decided to keep it kinda low key and just watch fireworks from my balcony. Well, two of us did. One of us said he wanted to watch, then changed his mind and became more interested in a balloon (Kriiii-iiiissss). Either way, it was still a lot of fun (until the very end), and I got a few pictures from it. Please click on all to get a better view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlBQm2BLDqI/AAAAAAAAA8k/jKlzxbIm720/s1600-h/IMG_0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlBQm2BLDqI/AAAAAAAAA8k/jKlzxbIm720/s400/IMG_0685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354868585209204386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlBNubEaOuI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Qr_ex1E-SaY/s1600-h/IMG_0688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlBNubEaOuI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Qr_ex1E-SaY/s400/IMG_0688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354865416879094498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlBNuG4XBWI/AAAAAAAAA8U/qudOlRImvqU/s1600-h/IMG_0686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlBNuG4XBWI/AAAAAAAAA8U/qudOlRImvqU/s400/IMG_0686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354865411459843426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlBNtwnCOXI/AAAAAAAAA8M/p1RjHXoZ-pw/s1600-h/IMG_0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlBNtwnCOXI/AAAAAAAAA8M/p1RjHXoZ-pw/s400/IMG_0683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354865405481597298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlBNtQJ77mI/AAAAAAAAA8E/JsVrapcWATg/s1600-h/IMG_0682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlBNtQJ77mI/AAAAAAAAA8E/JsVrapcWATg/s400/IMG_0682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354865396769615458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlBNtNx0wxI/AAAAAAAAA78/cZFZLynKbhY/s1600-h/IMG_0680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlBNtNx0wxI/AAAAAAAAA78/cZFZLynKbhY/s400/IMG_0680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354865396131611410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-5939959253472571391?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/5939959253472571391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=5939959253472571391&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/5939959253472571391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/5939959253472571391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/07/4-of-june-er-july.html' title='4 of June er July!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SlBQm2BLDqI/AAAAAAAAA8k/jKlzxbIm720/s72-c/IMG_0685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-9109456698438375023</id><published>2009-06-27T17:57:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T18:24:07.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Yachiru</title><content type='html'>So today, almost exactly a month after &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Ska0DeMlpAI/AAAAAAAAA7s/qCd1hQThFiY/s1600-h/IMG_0546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Ska0DeMlpAI/AAAAAAAAA7s/qCd1hQThFiY/s400/IMG_0546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352163178914882562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got her as a gift, I took my new kite out for a spin. You see, the weather is either &lt;a href="http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-i-did-today.html"&gt;Tornadic&lt;/a&gt;, or it is &lt;a href="http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-i-did-today_27.html"&gt;beautiful and calm&lt;/a&gt;. Neither of those are great for kite flying. Today, I managed to get home from work in time for a storm to be rolling in, which of course, brings the wind. A little. A teeny tiny bit. Minutely. But enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I drove to the nearest park, and it was crowded, and I mean Brett Michaels backstage crowded, with little kids and fat soccer moms and maybe 4 or 5 birthday parties. Needless to say, I bypassed that park and went to the next closest. It's a beautiful park with plenty of green grass, (which this Carolinian transplant is glad to feel under her toes), and a little jungle gym. I parked the car and pulled out my little kite (Kenny is still recovering from some injuries-- I need to get those taken care of because he is fun to fly as well) and walked on the cool grass, the breeze flapping my ponytail lazily in the wind. I took the time to unravel her, so happy that there was seemingly enough of a breeze to help pick up this little kite, and I put her little cross pieces together, and I walked to the end of the string.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I stood there. No wind. I waited. Ooh, a small gust! I picked her up and away she went, Whooosh!!! I managed to get a left twist out of her&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Ska0_nkhQfI/AAAAAAAAA70/jUj4sJvqYZQ/s1600-h/IMG_6666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Ska0_nkhQfI/AAAAAAAAA70/jUj4sJvqYZQ/s400/IMG_6666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352164212223328754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and then right twist to unravel her twist, and then she lazily headed back to the ground, as if to say "enough of this. I'm going to sit a while." Sigh. I waited a while, and I mean maybe 10 minutes, and tried several times to no avail. Denver Colorado just doesn't offer beach wind like I'm used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that got me to thinking. I named my other kite &lt;a href="http://bleach.wikia.com/wiki/Kenpachi"&gt;Kenpachi Zaraki&lt;/a&gt; after the 11th Court Guard Squad Captain from the series Bleach. He is tough, likes to fight, and enjoys challenge. His real power is hidden behind his eye patch, and he really only likes to fight if it's fun. That pretty much describes my big kite, because it took me some time to get good enough to control him, and every once in a while, he would just take off, almost lifting me off the ground. That's real power there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a  Lieutenant, and her name is &lt;a href="http://bleach.wikia.com/wiki/Yachiru"&gt;Yachiru Kusajishi&lt;/a&gt;. She and Kenny have been pals since the beginning. She is small, cute, easy going, stubborn, and has no sense of direction. From my experience, my little kite pretty much fits that description perfectly. When I get her off the ground, she'll fight for a minute, or lose track of where the wind is supposed to be coming from, and then give up and lazily float to the ground, making me walk all the way over to her, flip her over, and try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Kenny and Yachiru are together now, and while Kenny's string is broken, I'll be fixing that shortly, and if I can get some wind that wont destroy a tree, I can fly my kites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-9109456698438375023?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/9109456698438375023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=9109456698438375023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/9109456698438375023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/9109456698438375023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/06/meet-yachiru.html' title='Meet Yachiru'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Ska0DeMlpAI/AAAAAAAAA7s/qCd1hQThFiY/s72-c/IMG_0546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-6408661931796091434</id><published>2009-06-26T23:33:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T18:28:29.613-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good times'/><title type='text'>What I did today:</title><content type='html'>Today I went for a drive. I was bored and tired of sitting in front of the computer looking at the mountain wishing I was there. So I went there. Here are some pics from my journey:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SkWwnkOToXI/AAAAAAAAA7c/mn-Y8RcMbSE/s1600-h/IMG_0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SkWwnkOToXI/AAAAAAAAA7c/mn-Y8RcMbSE/s400/IMG_0541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351877925984772466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know they are kinda blurry, but I was going 55 mph through windy mountain highways...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SkWyH3QAP1I/AAAAAAAAA7k/D4ow9BIPyVo/s1600-h/IMG_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SkWyH3QAP1I/AAAAAAAAA7k/D4ow9BIPyVo/s400/IMG_0544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351879580359606098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also didn't take a lot of photos because I kinda just wanted to take it in. I just didn't feel like documenting all of it. Plus I kinda want to keep where I want to myself, because it was a cool drive, and it might just be my motorcycle getaway someday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SkWwJtY6O9I/AAAAAAAAA7M/OJXFMZF4iUA/s1600-h/IMG_0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SkWwJtY6O9I/AAAAAAAAA7M/OJXFMZF4iUA/s400/IMG_0520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351877413049088978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SkWwJMJivtI/AAAAAAAAA7E/fWND59R4VGw/s1600-h/IMG_0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SkWwJMJivtI/AAAAAAAAA7E/fWND59R4VGw/s400/IMG_0522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351877404126265042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My windows were down, I was blasting Tori this time, not U2, and it was a perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SkWwIoT-VjI/AAAAAAAAA60/JQ8eKWiTb-k/s1600-h/IMG_0542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SkWwIoT-VjI/AAAAAAAAA60/JQ8eKWiTb-k/s400/IMG_0542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351877394506339890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you click on this picture and look really close, you can see the city of Denver in the distance. It was so great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-6408661931796091434?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/6408661931796091434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=6408661931796091434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/6408661931796091434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/6408661931796091434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-i-did-today_27.html' title='What I did today:'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SkWwnkOToXI/AAAAAAAAA7c/mn-Y8RcMbSE/s72-c/IMG_0541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-3776181360936001017</id><published>2009-06-18T23:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T00:23:53.044-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lightning</title><content type='html'>This is only the beginning of the lightning storm. I think it's going to head north and miss my direct line of view, but here are some photos for you to enjoy. PLEASE click on them to make them bigger because you can't see the point of the photo without. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sjspw-U86oI/AAAAAAAAA6c/KckOfAm3W94/s1600-h/IMG_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sjspw-U86oI/AAAAAAAAA6c/KckOfAm3W94/s400/IMG_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348914903773932162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sjsu6ZdiJEI/AAAAAAAAA6k/BGkv3Ybsw3Y/s1600-h/IMG_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sjsu6ZdiJEI/AAAAAAAAA6k/BGkv3Ybsw3Y/s400/IMG_0133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348920563234645058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjspZ4HKA_I/AAAAAAAAA6M/BnKvfYTI4Vw/s1600-h/IMG_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjspZ4HKA_I/AAAAAAAAA6M/BnKvfYTI4Vw/s400/IMG_0103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348914506968466418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjspZnCU3jI/AAAAAAAAA6E/c0nl_tcdirU/s1600-h/IMG_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjspZnCU3jI/AAAAAAAAA6E/c0nl_tcdirU/s400/IMG_0097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348914502384803378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-3776181360936001017?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/3776181360936001017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=3776181360936001017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3776181360936001017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3776181360936001017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/06/lightning.html' title='Lightning'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sjspw-U86oI/AAAAAAAAA6c/KckOfAm3W94/s72-c/IMG_0099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-946464520430270750</id><published>2009-06-14T19:56:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:06:07.575-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, original, and the amazing Rick Lee</title><content type='html'>Ladies and gentlemen, Rick Lee showed me how it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqZ7hhvLI/AAAAAAAAA5k/RPL4eKY3XAc/s1600-h/IMG_1159-Edit+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqZ7hhvLI/AAAAAAAAA5k/RPL4eKY3XAc/s400/IMG_1159-Edit+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347367495024098482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Original ^&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqw_jTRsI/AAAAAAAAA58/a7pyciMFe1g/s1600-h/Me+rick+lee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqw_jTRsI/AAAAAAAAA58/a7pyciMFe1g/s400/Me+rick+lee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347367891242272450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rick Lee ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqwqrmszI/AAAAAAAAA5s/sEUhfGSKsrQ/s1600-h/IMG_1159-Edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqwqrmszI/AAAAAAAAA5s/sEUhfGSKsrQ/s400/IMG_1159-Edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347367885639955250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqw_cDkUI/AAAAAAAAA50/SHIintWQXys/s1600-h/IMG_1159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqw_cDkUI/AAAAAAAAA50/SHIintWQXys/s400/IMG_1159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347367891211882818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mine edited ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rickleephoto.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rick Lee&lt;/a&gt; made everything beautiful. :D He kicks a massive amount of ass. He made the sky more blue and my hair more red. Wish I could do that in real life. But that is how a real pro does it. I hope to one day be that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the original photographer to turn in his version to compare to how bad I suck as well, and he has yet to send me his submission. We shall wait on pins and needles to see his verison (he'll probably make me green and give me a mustache because I have a dinosaur of his held hostage in my basement....).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-946464520430270750?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/946464520430270750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=946464520430270750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/946464520430270750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/946464520430270750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-original-and-ama-rick-leezing-rick.html' title='Me, original, and the amazing Rick Lee'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqZ7hhvLI/AAAAAAAAA5k/RPL4eKY3XAc/s72-c/IMG_1159-Edit+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-1788126161762029301</id><published>2009-06-07T18:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T18:34:25.968-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What I did today:</title><content type='html'>Yeah, it's exactly what it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SixbkyWNl_I/AAAAAAAAA4c/lNBi5kwGajE/s1600-h/IMG_1608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SixbkyWNl_I/AAAAAAAAA4c/lNBi5kwGajE/s400/IMG_1608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344747545330292722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sixbkq-LefI/AAAAAAAAA4U/2Ax2APdmkFY/s1600-h/IMG_1599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sixbkq-LefI/AAAAAAAAA4U/2Ax2APdmkFY/s400/IMG_1599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344747543350442482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SixbkWbQMiI/AAAAAAAAA4M/grq6h_5-seo/s1600-h/IMG_1596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SixbkWbQMiI/AAAAAAAAA4M/grq6h_5-seo/s400/IMG_1596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344747537835242018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SixbkP0KUWI/AAAAAAAAA4E/-NGz5H9w77s/s1600-h/IMG_1606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SixbkP0KUWI/AAAAAAAAA4E/-NGz5H9w77s/s400/IMG_1606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344747536060666210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SixbkWbQMiI/AAAAAAAAA4M/grq6h_5-seo/s1600-h/IMG_1596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SixbkWbQMiI/AAAAAAAAA4M/grq6h_5-seo/s400/IMG_1596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344747537835242018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SixblO5Tb9I/AAAAAAAAA4k/u91pexFkEUY/s1600-h/IMG_1611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SixblO5Tb9I/AAAAAAAAA4k/u91pexFkEUY/s400/IMG_1611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344747552993669074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SixcNM2KFfI/AAAAAAAAA48/iWZllJNY6ds/s1600-h/IMG_1616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SixcNM2KFfI/AAAAAAAAA48/iWZllJNY6ds/s400/IMG_1616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344748239638369778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SixcM5aIbJI/AAAAAAAAA40/VJ-u3K1nAiU/s1600-h/IMG_1619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SixcM5aIbJI/AAAAAAAAA40/VJ-u3K1nAiU/s400/IMG_1619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344748234420546706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SixcMlZhFFI/AAAAAAAAA4s/ZeHwITWA3VM/s1600-h/IMG_1623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SixcMlZhFFI/AAAAAAAAA4s/ZeHwITWA3VM/s400/IMG_1623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344748229049259090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it hailed a shit ton as well.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-1788126161762029301?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/1788126161762029301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=1788126161762029301&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1788126161762029301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1788126161762029301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-i-did-today.html' title='What I did today:'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SixbkyWNl_I/AAAAAAAAA4c/lNBi5kwGajE/s72-c/IMG_1608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-2788328553170313270</id><published>2009-05-18T14:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:55:34.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I edited this</title><content type='html'>I edited this photo all by my lonesome from Vadim's collection of shots we did together. I hope I make him proud. I edited it in Lightroom, and I even exported it! Someday I will really learn how to do this, but I think I've got the jist of it. What do you think?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/ShHIApHv_jI/AAAAAAAAA38/5hbcM4bmYUg/s1600-h/IMG_1159-Edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/ShHIApHv_jI/AAAAAAAAA38/5hbcM4bmYUg/s400/IMG_1159-Edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337266946774662706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When all of them or the ones I'm happy with get finished either by him or by me, I will be posting a link to my mobile me. Every once in a while, I might pop one up here to show you my editing skillz. This is the first picture I've ever successfully done in lightroom. I don't understand a lot of the light/dark relationships yet, and I'm sure that when I go back to school to learn more about photography and see this photo I did way back when, I'll laugh, but for now, it's decent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm still waiting for a particular job to call me back and let me know how my backround check went. I'm a little nervous about this, because I feel like I'm wasting time not looking for work. I cannot look for a second job until they call me back and let me know my schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.afterglowblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/toricorrect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 525px;" src="http://www.afterglowblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/toricorrect.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tori's new album comes out tomorrow, and I'm excited to get the deluxe edition. Apparently there is a lithograph I can get if I get my fat butt down to the store early enough. I haven't been thrilled with her album so far. I've only listened to three songs, but I haven't cheated and listened to the rest of her album online (I'm a purist. The first listen always happens in my car.) However, from the album art I have seen, I'm very excited to get the deluxe version and the LP (as usual). I'm asking for a record player for my birthday (one that converts LP's into MP3's) so I can hear all of my records, but even if that doesn't happen, I'm thankful for the art I've got. Not to mention, for this record, she's ditched the wigs and become the dyed redhead we all know and love. That makes me happy. (I love her nails, don't you?) She looks great for a woman of 46 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More posts to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-2788328553170313270?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/2788328553170313270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=2788328553170313270&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/2788328553170313270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/2788328553170313270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-edited-this.html' title='I edited this'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/ShHIApHv_jI/AAAAAAAAA38/5hbcM4bmYUg/s72-c/IMG_1159-Edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-1385419143676866873</id><published>2009-05-16T00:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:40:23.652-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5/16/79</title><content type='html'>It's this guy's birthday today (I'm the one not wearing the hat, for those not in the know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sg5c5CKw2JI/AAAAAAAAA3k/YWKt8m7woFE/s1600-h/IMG_8003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sg5c5CKw2JI/AAAAAAAAA3k/YWKt8m7woFE/s400/IMG_8003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336304743384930450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's the best brother a girl could ask for. No seriously. That brother of yours? Sucks. Mine's better. Wanna bet? I'll bet you a beer. Mine's better. That's what I thought. You owe me a beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sg5dfO5ZJ6I/AAAAAAAAA3s/NR3kRbSwSV8/s1600-h/IMG_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sg5dfO5ZJ6I/AAAAAAAAA3s/NR3kRbSwSV8/s320/IMG_0617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336305399636764578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look up to him when I try to be funny or cool, because I'm neither of those things. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sg5ezddIhFI/AAAAAAAAA30/SGgFxnYyUXc/s1600-h/IMG_5912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sg5ezddIhFI/AAAAAAAAA30/SGgFxnYyUXc/s320/IMG_5912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336306846653776978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So happy birthday dude. I'll be singing the song to you later today so I'll save you from that for now. But I hope you have a wonderful year, and continue to kick ass in every way possible. I love you to death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-1385419143676866873?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/1385419143676866873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=1385419143676866873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1385419143676866873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1385419143676866873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/05/51679.html' title='5/16/79'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sg5c5CKw2JI/AAAAAAAAA3k/YWKt8m7woFE/s72-c/IMG_8003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-468988687222460386</id><published>2009-05-06T19:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:28:51.471-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because we all need a cute overload</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SgI5RST8_mI/AAAAAAAAA3c/y4V7DzfQxnA/s1600-h/o190960463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SgI5RST8_mI/AAAAAAAAA3c/y4V7DzfQxnA/s400/o190960463.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332887877896175202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SgI4j1D_DJI/AAAAAAAAA3U/oEiW8kju2l8/s1600-h/IMG_1195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SgI4j1D_DJI/AAAAAAAAA3U/oEiW8kju2l8/s400/IMG_1195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332887096950459538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SgI4b6L27XI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Gio_qBabGkk/s1600-h/IMG_1217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SgI4b6L27XI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Gio_qBabGkk/s400/IMG_1217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332886960886705522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-468988687222460386?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/468988687222460386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=468988687222460386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/468988687222460386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/468988687222460386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-because-we-all-need-cute-overload.html' title='Just because we all need a cute overload'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SgI5RST8_mI/AAAAAAAAA3c/y4V7DzfQxnA/s72-c/o190960463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-1551369601584024425</id><published>2009-05-05T11:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:28:25.541-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is ridiculous!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNrA6OxMC40&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNrA6OxMC40&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this is a clear message to all those people who answer 911. As a person who's had to call a couple of times myself, I'm glad I never ran into this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-1551369601584024425?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/1551369601584024425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=1551369601584024425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1551369601584024425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1551369601584024425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-ridiculous.html' title='This is ridiculous!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-8113602266792095413</id><published>2009-04-29T22:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:54:35.029-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ch-Check it out</title><content type='html'>I just uploaded a bunch of new Wedgie photos on my &lt;a href="http://gallery.me.com/zoob#gallery"&gt;Mobile Me&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's asleep on my desk, so I finally remembered to share some of her photos. She is very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gallery.me.com/zoob/100041/IMG_1092/web.jpg?ver=12410670660001"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 454px; height: 241px;" src="http://gallery.me.com/zoob/100041/IMG_1092/web.jpg?ver=12410670660001" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-8113602266792095413?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/8113602266792095413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=8113602266792095413&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8113602266792095413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8113602266792095413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/04/ch-check-it-out.html' title='Ch-Check it out'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-5166218236887300399</id><published>2009-04-27T23:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T00:08:08.335-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Orihime</title><content type='html'>As if today wasn't good enough, my Orihime hair clips came today!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sfac5DAlkQI/AAAAAAAAA3E/W1uT-lkM03c/s1600-h/Orihime_Inoue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sfac5DAlkQI/AAAAAAAAA3E/W1uT-lkM03c/s400/Orihime_Inoue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329619712913805570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SfaczAREEYI/AAAAAAAAA28/73CMfQIfuno/s1600-h/IMG_1066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SfaczAREEYI/AAAAAAAAA28/73CMfQIfuno/s400/IMG_1066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329619609098391938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a total nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sfacr6hm_mI/AAAAAAAAA20/Gl-5sFTsUDc/s1600-h/Photo+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sfacr6hm_mI/AAAAAAAAA20/Gl-5sFTsUDc/s400/Photo+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329619487298092642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's great is that they actually fit, and I could wear them on a day to day basis if I wanted. They hold my hair just perfectly! I was really worried about it because I read that others had problems with them actually holding the hair. I'm so excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-5166218236887300399?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/5166218236887300399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=5166218236887300399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/5166218236887300399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/5166218236887300399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/04/orihime.html' title='Orihime'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sfac5DAlkQI/AAAAAAAAA3E/W1uT-lkM03c/s72-c/Orihime_Inoue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-1560936072501198413</id><published>2009-04-25T22:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:28:44.782-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how you do creepy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/49f3e280206b6565/4727a250e66f9723/32aaa320/-cpid/72b1f655cb0d1fe" id="W4727a250e66f972349f3e280206b6565" height="283" width="384"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/49f3e280206b6565/4727a250e66f9723/32aaa320/-cpid/72b1f655cb0d1fe"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-1560936072501198413?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/1560936072501198413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=1560936072501198413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1560936072501198413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1560936072501198413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-how-you-do-creepy.html' title='This is how you do creepy.'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-3194636792712510338</id><published>2009-04-19T20:17:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:07:12.268-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>What a beach</title><content type='html'>I had some doubts about leaving the beach. I've been pretty down lately because I've been living in the dead of winter, and that's been hard to get used to. Today, however, there was still snow on the ground, but it was warm enough to go for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Seve7Zs8ssI/AAAAAAAAA2k/keiNGhMFvhQ/s1600-h/IMG_0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Seve7Zs8ssI/AAAAAAAAA2k/keiNGhMFvhQ/s400/IMG_0938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326596096388805314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you can't tell from this picture, but it is freezing at this point and my ears were so cold they started to ring.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sevmyohh9vI/AAAAAAAAA2s/L9u94OvTKRs/s1600-h/IMG_0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sevmyohh9vI/AAAAAAAAA2s/L9u94OvTKRs/s400/IMG_0971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326604741841647346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped at cherry creek bridge or "Abby's Bridge"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qlydROKqHvg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qlydROKqHvg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Seve7I0Qs8I/AAAAAAAAA2c/Ssh1Ns_0R-E/s1600-h/IMG_0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Seve7I0Qs8I/AAAAAAAAA2c/Ssh1Ns_0R-E/s400/IMG_0914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326596091856073666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Seve6yyVUYI/AAAAAAAAA2U/bgbJzlPgglQ/s1600-h/IMG_0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Seve6yyVUYI/AAAAAAAAA2U/bgbJzlPgglQ/s400/IMG_0911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326596085942407554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the path headed toward the mountain. It was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Seve6gzye0I/AAAAAAAAA2M/k57t_GLZB4Q/s1600-h/IMG_0915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Seve6gzye0I/AAAAAAAAA2M/k57t_GLZB4Q/s400/IMG_0915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326596081116674882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SevemLTtIXI/AAAAAAAAA2E/32hcQaASCO0/s1600-h/IMG_0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SevemLTtIXI/AAAAAAAAA2E/32hcQaASCO0/s400/IMG_0916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326595731747578226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SevelzJ5PMI/AAAAAAAAA18/TB-N6ogCT5U/s1600-h/IMG_0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SevelzJ5PMI/AAAAAAAAA18/TB-N6ogCT5U/s400/IMG_0918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326595725263977666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SevelnHBXrI/AAAAAAAAA10/Evgk2ReJS8Q/s1600-h/IMG_0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SevelnHBXrI/AAAAAAAAA10/Evgk2ReJS8Q/s400/IMG_0947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326595722030702258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sun started to set so I turned around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SevelP3xDzI/AAAAAAAAA1s/RGSU7-1lBJ4/s1600-h/IMG_0963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SevelP3xDzI/AAAAAAAAA1s/RGSU7-1lBJ4/s400/IMG_0963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326595715792703282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SevelCZOwqI/AAAAAAAAA1k/Bz-mzlRhz6s/s1600-h/IMG_0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SevelCZOwqI/AAAAAAAAA1k/Bz-mzlRhz6s/s400/IMG_0970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326595712174965410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SeveGgsz00I/AAAAAAAAA1c/QyP5MlGLaNY/s1600-h/IMG_0978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SeveGgsz00I/AAAAAAAAA1c/QyP5MlGLaNY/s400/IMG_0978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326595187734205250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is cherry creek. Normally a chill little creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qmhe98GYElY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qmhe98GYElY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SeveGZs2-QI/AAAAAAAAA1U/xp0QmGALk7k/s1600-h/IMG_0980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SeveGZs2-QI/AAAAAAAAA1U/xp0QmGALk7k/s400/IMG_0980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326595185855363330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Slipped and fell on my elbow, and held my camera aloft like the statue of liberty. I didn't get one speck on it. but my phone and my dad's knife on the other hand....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SeveGRzyKJI/AAAAAAAAA1M/AtGfIcX6cMQ/s1600-h/IMG_0981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SeveGRzyKJI/AAAAAAAAA1M/AtGfIcX6cMQ/s400/IMG_0981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326595183736924306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SeveGAE10mI/AAAAAAAAA1E/v_mjKMMBYR0/s1600-h/IMG_0984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SeveGAE10mI/AAAAAAAAA1E/v_mjKMMBYR0/s400/IMG_0984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326595178976629346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I ran home to get this shot of the sunset from my parents window. Came in, was still holding camera aloft, still holding muddy phone and knife, but managed to snap a few shots of the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SeveF0BMv3I/AAAAAAAAA08/FqzHqVHWPnI/s1600-h/IMG_0986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SeveF0BMv3I/AAAAAAAAA08/FqzHqVHWPnI/s400/IMG_0986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326595175740129138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not really that fat. But you can see how I biffed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, while I am sad about not having the beach anymore, I do have the mountains, and i do have all the running and bike paths that Colorado has to offer. I do love it here, and I am getting better and better at appreciating everything I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Also, I didn't edit or enhance any of these photos yet because I wanted to post this while it was still fresh in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-3194636792712510338?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/3194636792712510338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=3194636792712510338&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3194636792712510338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3194636792712510338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-beach.html' title='What a beach'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Seve7Zs8ssI/AAAAAAAAA2k/keiNGhMFvhQ/s72-c/IMG_0938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-8479869443874523346</id><published>2009-04-10T23:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:28:26.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Get your Shoe!"</title><content type='html'>So, I lost wedgie for a minute, and that happens from time to time. She wanders away out of sight, but when I went to feed her, I really couldn't find her.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SeApf1vmf8I/AAAAAAAAA0s/z_40Iajxc30/s1600-h/IMG_0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SeApf1vmf8I/AAAAAAAAA0s/z_40Iajxc30/s400/IMG_0868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323300386531344322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's Wedgie?! I looked in my closet, I looked under the bed, and well wouldn't you know it....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SeApgHOMqCI/AAAAAAAAA00/bmgB8xSVzLM/s1600-h/IMG_0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SeApgHOMqCI/AAAAAAAAA00/bmgB8xSVzLM/s400/IMG_0869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323300391223076898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just hope she doesn't pee in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-8479869443874523346?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/8479869443874523346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=8479869443874523346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8479869443874523346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8479869443874523346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/04/get-your-shoe.html' title='&quot;Get your Shoe!&quot;'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SeApf1vmf8I/AAAAAAAAA0s/z_40Iajxc30/s72-c/IMG_0868.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-3023326343744473348</id><published>2009-04-01T23:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:34:34.775-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Totoro!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdRMWqQbzwI/AAAAAAAAA0c/kknMg56wYB4/s1600-h/totoro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdRMWqQbzwI/AAAAAAAAA0c/kknMg56wYB4/s400/totoro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319961012015451906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Edit* I changed Totoro's eyes. I kept looking at them and they were just a little too big. So I adjusted them and I think it looks better.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdRcSMlUdHI/AAAAAAAAA0k/oxN-wrsbaHA/s1600-h/IMG_0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdRcSMlUdHI/AAAAAAAAA0k/oxN-wrsbaHA/s400/IMG_0696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319978527516554354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdRMM7KAUsI/AAAAAAAAA0U/HCpxJhLrm2o/s1600-h/IMG_0694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdRMM7KAUsI/AAAAAAAAA0U/HCpxJhLrm2o/s400/IMG_0694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319960844753195714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdRMMmOS-_I/AAAAAAAAA0M/COmBLALKcKM/s1600-h/IMG_0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdRMMmOS-_I/AAAAAAAAA0M/COmBLALKcKM/s400/IMG_0693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319960839134051314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdRMMZejshI/AAAAAAAAA0E/2VAbLywjhsM/s1600-h/IMG_0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdRMMZejshI/AAAAAAAAA0E/2VAbLywjhsM/s400/IMG_0691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319960835712594450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love to sculpt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-3023326343744473348?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/3023326343744473348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=3023326343744473348&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3023326343744473348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3023326343744473348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/04/totoro.html' title='Totoro!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdRMWqQbzwI/AAAAAAAAA0c/kknMg56wYB4/s72-c/totoro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-8785738200825249769</id><published>2009-03-31T22:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:50:51.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Neighbor....</title><content type='html'>I got some clay today, and made a little guy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdLyPwQeHjI/AAAAAAAAAzs/fB1yLMMKPsM/s1600-h/my-neighbor-totoro-2-800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdLyPwQeHjI/AAAAAAAAAzs/fB1yLMMKPsM/s400/my-neighbor-totoro-2-800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319580462343921202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The little dude on top of Totoro's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdLyYoWOoMI/AAAAAAAAAz0/7qmnPNh9zyM/s1600-h/IMG_0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdLyYoWOoMI/AAAAAAAAAz0/7qmnPNh9zyM/s400/IMG_0679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319580614839410882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdLyhAAWihI/AAAAAAAAAz8/MB1PtHFubHw/s1600-h/IMG_0680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdLyhAAWihI/AAAAAAAAAz8/MB1PtHFubHw/s400/IMG_0680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319580758629059090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So it's nothing special, but the little fishing line was fun to make. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-8785738200825249769?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/8785738200825249769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=8785738200825249769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8785738200825249769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8785738200825249769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-neighbor.html' title='My Neighbor....'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdLyPwQeHjI/AAAAAAAAAzs/fB1yLMMKPsM/s72-c/my-neighbor-totoro-2-800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-7395125154729321445</id><published>2009-03-30T16:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T16:31:01.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado Sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdFIBbd4s6I/AAAAAAAAAzk/-F9gW4kaXFc/s1600-h/IMG_0639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdFIBbd4s6I/AAAAAAAAAzk/-F9gW4kaXFc/s400/IMG_0639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319111824291443618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdFHzEjN5JI/AAAAAAAAAzc/gwkY5LjTUyo/s1600-h/IMG_0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdFHzEjN5JI/AAAAAAAAAzc/gwkY5LjTUyo/s400/IMG_0636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319111577621619858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are a little fuzzy and a little noisy I suspect because they are so far away. But it was a pretty sunset.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-7395125154729321445?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/7395125154729321445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=7395125154729321445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7395125154729321445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7395125154729321445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/03/colorado-sunset.html' title='Colorado Sunset'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SdFIBbd4s6I/AAAAAAAAAzk/-F9gW4kaXFc/s72-c/IMG_0639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-8329314510499713886</id><published>2009-03-29T14:07:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:46:54.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedgie enjoying her freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/36P3AQVb7ug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/36P3AQVb7ug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW The original film is NOT that dark. I will do a better job tonight.&lt;br /&gt;This is wedgie. She had coffee. (not really all you naysaying animal rights activists. She's just enjoying her space.) Also, I'm watching bleach, that's the funny noises you hear in the backround.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-8329314510499713886?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/8329314510499713886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=8329314510499713886&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8329314510499713886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8329314510499713886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/03/wedgie-enjoying-her-freedom.html' title='Wedgie enjoying her freedom'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-7188134962270640536</id><published>2009-03-28T23:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:13:10.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some changes</title><content type='html'>I'm closing the *click* blog because I can never remember to post there. I look at this one whenever I open my internet, so I'm going to use this one the same way I wanted to use click. I'm going to start updating more and more here because I feel I'm just wasting bandwidth to not be posting something more often. So, I deleted some of the links at my side bar, and I wanted to change the template, but didn't find anything I wanted. So anyway, away I go, I'm gonna try and add an RSS feed, but I don't really know what I'm doing there. I'll give it a shot. If anyone knows more about it than I, please leave me a message. Thanks y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sc8DU22NtBI/AAAAAAAAAzU/blvA3zaWlU0/s1600-h/DSC03276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sc8DU22NtBI/AAAAAAAAAzU/blvA3zaWlU0/s400/DSC03276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318473341803017234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-7188134962270640536?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/7188134962270640536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=7188134962270640536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7188134962270640536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7188134962270640536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-changes.html' title='Some changes'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sc8DU22NtBI/AAAAAAAAAzU/blvA3zaWlU0/s72-c/DSC03276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-5389988915722036079</id><published>2009-03-13T11:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:03:37.705-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She was born...</title><content type='html'>This is Mae Elin ladies and gentlemen. This is my new niece. And she's perfect.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SbqfWKUP9WI/AAAAAAAAAyg/Rizgb2OIFo0/s1600-h/IMG_0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SbqfWKUP9WI/AAAAAAAAAyg/Rizgb2OIFo0/s400/IMG_0388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312733913512146274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Kris and Tamara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sbqfex_PTwI/AAAAAAAAAyo/enyTtywQLp0/s1600-h/IMG_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Sbqfex_PTwI/AAAAAAAAAyo/enyTtywQLp0/s400/IMG_0391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312734061600395010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is adorable. And her name is Mae, we can go play, down by the bay, with some clay. We just Mae, what do you say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-5389988915722036079?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/5389988915722036079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=5389988915722036079&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/5389988915722036079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/5389988915722036079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/03/she-was-born.html' title='She was born...'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SbqfWKUP9WI/AAAAAAAAAyg/Rizgb2OIFo0/s72-c/IMG_0388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-682889279793182546</id><published>2009-02-14T10:11:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T10:19:20.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She was born in the spring of her 26th year</title><content type='html'>I am really going to miss South Carolina. I had a wonderful time while I lived here, and I thank my parents for letting me come along for the ride. I will be back one day, and I am grateful for everything I learned while I lived here. I will miss the ocean, and I will miss the trees, but I will always have a spot in my heart for this wonderful place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SZb8Qzg0mLI/AAAAAAAAAyA/pI5NtaMbhes/s1600-h/IMG_4706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SZb8Qzg0mLI/AAAAAAAAAyA/pI5NtaMbhes/s400/IMG_4706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302702976911317170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SZb8QuIHhnI/AAAAAAAAAx4/nrU-fe4A7pU/s1600-h/IMG_9972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SZb8QuIHhnI/AAAAAAAAAx4/nrU-fe4A7pU/s400/IMG_9972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302702975465522802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SZb8QeXh1kI/AAAAAAAAAxw/GqiUL6LID04/s1600-h/IMG_7588_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SZb8QeXh1kI/AAAAAAAAAxw/GqiUL6LID04/s400/IMG_7588_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302702971235194434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SZb8RJJu6qI/AAAAAAAAAyI/FcYJUTrqInY/s1600-h/IMG_3789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SZb8RJJu6qI/AAAAAAAAAyI/FcYJUTrqInY/s400/IMG_3789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302702982720055970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SZb8QeXh1kI/AAAAAAAAAxw/GqiUL6LID04/s1600-h/IMG_7588_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-682889279793182546?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/682889279793182546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=682889279793182546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/682889279793182546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/682889279793182546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/02/she-was-born-in-spring-of-her-26th-year.html' title='She was born in the spring of her 26th year'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SZb8Qzg0mLI/AAAAAAAAAyA/pI5NtaMbhes/s72-c/IMG_4706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-486065593196258047</id><published>2009-01-18T17:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:52:49.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've finally got it!</title><content type='html'>I have been trying to get this to work for a month!&lt;br /&gt;This is my bank rant, and there is more where this comes from. I'm just building my second list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bzPw1S9M0X8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bzPw1S9M0X8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VALghxFi30Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VALghxFi30Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&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/13602777-486065593196258047?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/486065593196258047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=486065593196258047&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/486065593196258047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/486065593196258047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-finally-got-it.html' title='I&apos;ve finally got it!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-2606263156686641977</id><published>2009-01-18T17:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:44:56.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't seem to get it to work</title><content type='html'>I have been trying to upload a video from iPhoto for some time now to youTube, and I can't seem to get it to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm going to try again. If i can get it to work, i'll post it here, if not, please enjoy this nice picture&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SXPM3r-JZMI/AAAAAAAAAw0/o0wm8carzQ0/s1600-h/IcanhasTaunt128385126252997500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SXPM3r-JZMI/AAAAAAAAAw0/o0wm8carzQ0/s400/IcanhasTaunt128385126252997500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292799244158723266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for another little while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-2606263156686641977?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/2606263156686641977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=2606263156686641977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/2606263156686641977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/2606263156686641977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-cant-seem-to-get-it-to-work.html' title='I can&apos;t seem to get it to work'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SXPM3r-JZMI/AAAAAAAAAw0/o0wm8carzQ0/s72-c/IcanhasTaunt128385126252997500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-3451225417033203732</id><published>2008-12-26T22:42:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:19:23.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait for it....</title><content type='html'>The night in the life of a hedgehog. (it's timelapse because it's funnier that way...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the moment (well i went to the rescue instead of snapping a photo) when she got stuck in the toilet paper tube.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt; was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and keep an eye out for the skydiving attempt at the end. Her chute didn't open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7da4EkQ9O9g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7da4EkQ9O9g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" 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/13602777-3451225417033203732?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/3451225417033203732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=3451225417033203732&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3451225417033203732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3451225417033203732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/12/wait-for-it.html' title='Wait for it....'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-6263948064822873214</id><published>2008-12-20T16:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:03:36.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Places to go</title><content type='html'>Since I really don't like uploading photos to Blogger because it's slow and clumsy, I'm actually going to use the gift of the mac, and give you the address to my new Mobileme Account-- specifically the account for wedgie pictures. Eventually there will be a beatrice album, and a gus album, and a family album, but we are starting with wedgie album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://gallery.me.com/zoob/100041"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to see the new album, and new photos. These photos are Wedgie approved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-6263948064822873214?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/6263948064822873214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=6263948064822873214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/6263948064822873214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/6263948064822873214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/12/places-to-go.html' title='Places to go'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-947335048131966716</id><published>2008-12-18T13:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:28:08.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As Requested...</title><content type='html'>Here are some more photos of Wedgie. He is sleeping because it's the daytime, but he is still cute, none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and I were both up all night because he was having fun running up and down his ramps. Wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SUqx3KKW2qI/AAAAAAAAAtk/xZxpEU73Tag/s1600-h/IMG_8935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SUqx3KKW2qI/AAAAAAAAAtk/xZxpEU73Tag/s400/IMG_8935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281229074224044706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SUqx3miHPtI/AAAAAAAAAts/mV4EV2zxhpg/s1600-h/IMG_8934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SUqx3miHPtI/AAAAAAAAAts/mV4EV2zxhpg/s400/IMG_8934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281229081839877842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-947335048131966716?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/947335048131966716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=947335048131966716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/947335048131966716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/947335048131966716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/12/as-requested.html' title='As Requested...'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SUqx3KKW2qI/AAAAAAAAAtk/xZxpEU73Tag/s72-c/IMG_8935.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-1826084266914934904</id><published>2008-12-17T20:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T20:30:29.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduating</title><content type='html'>Because I graduated today with a semester 4.0 and got my associates degree, I decided to treat myself to a little something. I'm so glad I finished my degree, and I'm done with it. I could go back to school if I so choose, but it might take a year or so. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is how I rewarded myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SUnC4VV9YcI/AAAAAAAAAtc/TQaBNfwFpmg/s1600-h/IMG_8926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SUnC4VV9YcI/AAAAAAAAAtc/TQaBNfwFpmg/s400/IMG_8926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280966311126327746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My boss said this little guy needed a new home, and hoggonit I just happen to have a place for him. And wouldn't you know I've always wanted one. His name is Wedgie, and I can't take credit for the name, but he sure does fit the profile. He's so cute, and i've only had him a few hours, so i think he's still a little weirded out by the whole deal. But i think, in time, he'll grow to love us. I fell in love the minute i met him. Expect many pictures of the little guy. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-1826084266914934904?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/1826084266914934904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=1826084266914934904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1826084266914934904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1826084266914934904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/12/graduating.html' title='Graduating'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SUnC4VV9YcI/AAAAAAAAAtc/TQaBNfwFpmg/s72-c/IMG_8926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-7936526406685198719</id><published>2008-11-27T19:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:25:55.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SS9WliD-HoI/AAAAAAAAAtU/qIxO7habt-8/s1600-h/IMG_8652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SS9WliD-HoI/AAAAAAAAAtU/qIxO7habt-8/s400/IMG_8652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273528891472748162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-7936526406685198719?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/7936526406685198719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=7936526406685198719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7936526406685198719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7936526406685198719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SS9WliD-HoI/AAAAAAAAAtU/qIxO7habt-8/s72-c/IMG_8652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-1484298968312516813</id><published>2008-11-15T13:17:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T11:20:21.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>suRprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SR8uxv4YdFI/AAAAAAAAAsU/v4BT8lOrcdc/s1600-h/IMG_8553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SR8uxv4YdFI/AAAAAAAAAsU/v4BT8lOrcdc/s400/IMG_8553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268981521248187474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just got it today. :D It makes me very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//www.apple.com/imac/design/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; is a website that gives a little more info, but I'll give you the specs I changed.&lt;br /&gt;750GB hard drive&lt;br /&gt;4 GB RAM&lt;br /&gt;24" Screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning to love the keyboard, but I'll be getting a new mouse soon. The keyboard and the computer itself are so quiet. I forget it's even on. :) It's going to take a while to get it to where I want it, but I'm excited to keep playing with it. It's incredible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-1484298968312516813?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/1484298968312516813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=1484298968312516813&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1484298968312516813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1484298968312516813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/11/suprise.html' title='suRprise!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SR8uxv4YdFI/AAAAAAAAAsU/v4BT8lOrcdc/s72-c/IMG_8553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-2599994992955864660</id><published>2008-11-12T14:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T14:17:18.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm only going to say this once.</title><content type='html'>I have been moseying around the internet, and I've discovered a disturbing trend. So listen up, and I'll help you break this annoying trend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;YOUR&lt;/span&gt; = "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;POSSESSIVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;" as in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Your hat looks nice!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;YOU'RE&lt;/span&gt; = "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;YOU ARE&lt;/span&gt;" as in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You're a douchebag for not knowing this easy shit everyone else learned in fifth grade!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR ≠ (DOES NOT EQUAL) "Your a douchebag"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;GOT IT?!! Now stop fucking it up!&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/13602777-2599994992955864660?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/2599994992955864660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=2599994992955864660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/2599994992955864660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/2599994992955864660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-only-going-to-say-this-once.html' title='I&apos;m only going to say this once.'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-4600592521441722911</id><published>2008-11-06T12:09:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:18:47.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SRNBPxhLfNI/AAAAAAAAAr8/OymYLinSs6M/s1600-h/IMG_8288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SRNBPxhLfNI/AAAAAAAAAr8/OymYLinSs6M/s320/IMG_8288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265624128572587218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a dead swimmer. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SRNBQDBe2WI/AAAAAAAAAsE/mFIuBxrDLUY/s1600-h/IMG_8293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SRNBQDBe2WI/AAAAAAAAAsE/mFIuBxrDLUY/s320/IMG_8293.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265624133271476578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is after a night of partying, so my makeup is kinda coming off. But i was dead most of the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-4600592521441722911?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/4600592521441722911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=4600592521441722911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/4600592521441722911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/4600592521441722911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SRNBPxhLfNI/AAAAAAAAAr8/OymYLinSs6M/s72-c/IMG_8288.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-1045982200686770265</id><published>2008-10-25T21:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:31:04.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I updated click. I should be doing homework, but my give a shit &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SQPkP9wc2JI/AAAAAAAAArk/UcMIc_WEKqk/s1600-h/IMG_8234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 147px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SQPkP9wc2JI/AAAAAAAAArk/UcMIc_WEKqk/s320/IMG_8234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261299752625821842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;meter is way low. It's a lot of work for three classes, and that's why I'm not posting regularly. That, and between eating, working, homework, and dicking around not giving a shit, my time is plum full. Also, my computer sucks. Here's to the first two day weekend in over a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SQPj272qi3I/AAAAAAAAArc/HWNFSLuNfTQ/s1600-h/IMG_8241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SQPj272qi3I/AAAAAAAAArc/HWNFSLuNfTQ/s320/IMG_8241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261299322618284914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-1045982200686770265?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/1045982200686770265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=1045982200686770265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1045982200686770265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1045982200686770265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/10/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SQPkP9wc2JI/AAAAAAAAArk/UcMIc_WEKqk/s72-c/IMG_8234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-4154198259868942853</id><published>2008-10-16T13:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T13:48:07.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, hello there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SPeaLc2AM5I/AAAAAAAAAhU/aAw-3lx9DZM/s1600-h/IMG_8221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SPeaLc2AM5I/AAAAAAAAAhU/aAw-3lx9DZM/s320/IMG_8221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257840611490280338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spotted this little guy (and i mean LITTLE)  stuck on a holly bush while I was washing my car. He wasn't jumping on the bush, kinda stepping carefully to not get stuck. I caught him, and had to photograph him in my closed hand because he was a little JUMPER! He is now happily in a bush that's not so prickly. I don't see a lot of tree frogs here. (click photo to enlarge.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive my unmanicured nails. I was washing my car and didn't think I'd be taking a Macro photo of my nails. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-4154198259868942853?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/4154198259868942853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=4154198259868942853&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/4154198259868942853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/4154198259868942853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-hello-there.html' title='Well, hello there.'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SPeaLc2AM5I/AAAAAAAAAhU/aAw-3lx9DZM/s72-c/IMG_8221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-1693562314673783324</id><published>2008-10-05T20:08:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:19:02.393-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motorcycle'/><title type='text'>4,312.01 miles</title><content type='html'>It has been a VERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRY &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SOmLCVlJ17I/AAAAAAAAAhM/IudMsWWyIow/s1600-h/IMG_7916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SOmLCVlJ17I/AAAAAAAAAhM/IudMsWWyIow/s320/IMG_7916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253883312573372338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;busy month. I took a trip to denver. There is simply too much to talk about here, so I am &lt;a href="http://s358.photobucket.com/albums/oo29/scarletswalking/"&gt;linking directly to my Photobucket&lt;/a&gt; for you to cruise through and gander. There are a lot of pictures of me in the car because, after all, it was 4,312 miles. I just can't decide which photos to post, so if you do go through it, and see some you think should be front page, let me know. I will be uploading to click soon as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to enjoy something for those people who like instant gratification, here is my drive through the Smoky Mountains on my way home. That drive is why I want a motorcycle. I will be back to visit that road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cLWwlubDDV8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cLWwlubDDV8&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-1693562314673783324?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/1693562314673783324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=1693562314673783324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1693562314673783324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1693562314673783324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/10/431201-miles.html' title='4,312.01 miles'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SOmLCVlJ17I/AAAAAAAAAhM/IudMsWWyIow/s72-c/IMG_7916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-4650257739597005515</id><published>2008-09-05T11:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T11:23:29.311-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BRB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SMFrB_zbdvI/AAAAAAAAAg0/MRTh6rmvWYc/s1600-h/IMG_7674_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SMFrB_zbdvI/AAAAAAAAAg0/MRTh6rmvWYc/s320/IMG_7674_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242589123287152370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-4650257739597005515?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/4650257739597005515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=4650257739597005515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/4650257739597005515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/4650257739597005515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/09/brb.html' title='BRB'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SMFrB_zbdvI/AAAAAAAAAg0/MRTh6rmvWYc/s72-c/IMG_7674_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-6615963888551789457</id><published>2008-08-26T19:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T19:28:34.354-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired of it</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted because I've had my head in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SLStKNKwQlI/AAAAAAAAAf0/qyvG5Q4imb0/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SLStKNKwQlI/AAAAAAAAAf0/qyvG5Q4imb0/s320/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239002657383793234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SLStKcACoOI/AAAAAAAAAf8/WtgCcIy6db4/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SLStKcACoOI/AAAAAAAAAf8/WtgCcIy6db4/s320/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239002661365391586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SLStK1ygGyI/AAAAAAAAAgE/ma3W81UTouE/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SLStK1ygGyI/AAAAAAAAAgE/ma3W81UTouE/s320/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239002668287925026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SLStLCVJHbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/e3oJaePCtvQ/s1600-h/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SLStLCVJHbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/e3oJaePCtvQ/s320/Picture+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239002671654444466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SLStLXMOQuI/AAAAAAAAAgU/YGkgWvd_M4Y/s1600-h/Picture+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SLStLXMOQuI/AAAAAAAAAgU/YGkgWvd_M4Y/s320/Picture+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239002677254177506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-6615963888551789457?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/6615963888551789457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=6615963888551789457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/6615963888551789457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/6615963888551789457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/08/tired-of-it.html' title='Tired of it'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SLStKNKwQlI/AAAAAAAAAf0/qyvG5Q4imb0/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-6296704692075186743</id><published>2008-08-09T21:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T21:03:22.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Olympics</title><content type='html'>This is how my family celebrated 8-8-08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SJ5aMEPGhVI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/4ky12lZId-c/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SJ5aMEPGhVI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/4ky12lZId-c/s320/DSC00044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232718980393108818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;those are hot dogs, and in this order, ketchup, mayonnaise (colored blue....) mustard, cheese, and relish. Bringing the best the world has to offer together. I love my family. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-6296704692075186743?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/6296704692075186743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=6296704692075186743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/6296704692075186743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/6296704692075186743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/08/olympics.html' title='Olympics'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SJ5aMEPGhVI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/4ky12lZId-c/s72-c/DSC00044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-4574944302967543887</id><published>2008-07-25T19:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:39:56.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and now for something completely...</title><content type='html'>So, my camera has been MIA because I had to get it fixed. Turns out they had to junk it, so I got a brand new camera! Hooray! And here is a picture to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A creepy man standing on a corner with a bucket attached to his hip and a really creepy puppet on his shoulder. (and a sign on his back saying something about jesus.)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SIqD8sbl_kI/AAAAAAAAAeI/2MG8phBYbzU/s1600-h/IMG_7105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SIqD8sbl_kI/AAAAAAAAAeI/2MG8phBYbzU/s320/IMG_7105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227135396259167810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SIqD8XO-skI/AAAAAAAAAeA/y7rcrnVyPDM/s1600-h/IMG_7104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SIqD8XO-skI/AAAAAAAAAeA/y7rcrnVyPDM/s320/IMG_7104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227135390569116226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and check click soon because i'm uploading there next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-4574944302967543887?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/4574944302967543887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=4574944302967543887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/4574944302967543887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/4574944302967543887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-now-for-something-completely.html' title='and now for something completely...'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SIqD8sbl_kI/AAAAAAAAAeI/2MG8phBYbzU/s72-c/IMG_7105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-8564471870262317969</id><published>2008-07-11T22:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:13:02.949-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guy time</title><content type='html'>I have been watching a lot of sports lately. A lot of baseball especially, but i've been watching sportscenter, baseball tonight, and fox sports, and sports specialty channels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning into a guy. i say this because i usually (if i'm not studying) watch the sports with my hand relaxing gently in the top of my britches while drinking a pepsi sitting on the couch eating chips and salsa. I know not all guys do this... but your typical Al Bundy kinda guy does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or i'm becoming a dyke. (not that there's anything wrong with that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough baseball this year.  I think a lot of is has to do with the fact that i'm studying at my computer, and baseball is the only consistent thing on that i enjoy. Also, I think it has a lot to do with the fact that i'm thinking about making a career in [behind the scenes] baseball--- i.e. finding a husband in baseball. Wakka wakka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to catch up on my westerns too. I love old westerns. I can't get enough of those either. I must have six DVR'd right now. I need to get outside and work out, though. I feel cooped up in my apartment!!  But i do try to watch and study all at the same time, if i can. So i can justify the tv watching with that.... right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, since when did jay leno have to explain every joke? Or has it always been that way and i'm just now noticing how wankerish it is. i'm tired of tv, but i have been having trouble listening to music every day because a. radio here sucks and b. I don't have enough vareity in my music. I wish i had my load of CD's again (I don't download music, legally or illegally.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try and get some excercise tomorrow. If it's not too hot, maybe i'll hit the beach in the morning (if the tourists haven't already infested our beautiful beaches) and run or fly the kite. I've thought twice now about running at night-- taking my mom's head lamp and just taking off on the beach. That should be fun. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-8564471870262317969?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/8564471870262317969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=8564471870262317969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8564471870262317969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8564471870262317969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/07/guy-time.html' title='Guy time'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-8643141307481339076</id><published>2008-07-11T20:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T20:43:11.987-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Was humming this today....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;This is one of those great cartoons that really showcases what sound engineers can do. The sounds are perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8wacMgB-gKs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8wacMgB-gKs&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-8643141307481339076?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/8643141307481339076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=8643141307481339076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8643141307481339076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8643141307481339076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/07/was-humming-this-today.html' title='Was humming this today....'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-303687730704101668</id><published>2008-07-04T22:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:15:56.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bea and me are chillin</title><content type='html'>I am not neglecting any of my blogs on purpose. I am actually back in school, and it's taken up a lot of my time. I am however working on the newest entry to this blog which will be a big one. You can look for my posting on *click* sometime in the next week. I haven't had much to take photos of simply because i've not been doing much but working and studying. This weekend i should be doing something fun, so hopefully I'll catch some photos then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beatrice has been doing well, also, and might even update soon too. So, look out it's a triple whammy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-303687730704101668?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/303687730704101668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=303687730704101668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/303687730704101668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/303687730704101668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/07/bea-and-me-are-chillin.html' title='Bea and me are chillin'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-21478198513478382</id><published>2008-06-23T19:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T20:07:41.903-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><title type='text'>"Life is a near death experience."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;It goes without saying I'm not the only person who has noticed this, but I never got to spell it out my way before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comedy's nature has two sides. Everybody wants a good time and a couple of laughs, and course, the comic wants to be known as a real funny guy. But the language of comedy is fairly grim and violent. It's filled with punchlines, gags, and slapstick. Afterall, what does a comic worry most about? Dying! He doesn't want to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jeez, I was dyin'. It was like death out there. Like a morgue. I really bombed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comics don't want to die, and they don't want to bomb. They want to go over with a bang. And be a real smash. And if everything works out, if they're successful and they make you laugh, they can say, "I killed 'em. I slaughered those people, I knocked them dead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what phrases do we use when we talk about the comic? "He's a riot." "A real scream." "A rib-splitting knee slapper." "My sides hurt." "My cheeks ache." "He broke me up, cracked me up, slayed me, fractured me, and had me in stitches." "I busted a gut." "I get a real kick out of that guy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Laugh? I thought I'd die."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to miss you George. You'll never die in my memory. Thanks for everything you've given us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;excerpt from "Brain Droppings" by George Carlin, pg 258&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/13602777-21478198513478382?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/21478198513478382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=21478198513478382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/21478198513478382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/21478198513478382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/06/life-is-near-death-experience.html' title='&quot;Life is a near death experience.&quot;'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-894949647688186313</id><published>2008-06-21T11:30:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:39:57.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In other news...</title><content type='html'>I'm taking a break from studying for a quick minute just to upload a couple of pictures. Then i've got to get back to studying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's gus and I studying.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SF08vgPLfeI/AAAAAAAAAcw/MnzCj6f3Xw0/s1600-h/IMG_7159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SF08vgPLfeI/AAAAAAAAAcw/MnzCj6f3Xw0/s320/IMG_7159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214390730370022882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SF08vgPLfeI/AAAAAAAAAcw/MnzCj6f3Xw0/s1600-h/IMG_7159.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SF08vgPLfeI/AAAAAAAAAcw/MnzCj6f3Xw0/s1600-h/IMG_7159.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SF08v8uvU7I/AAAAAAAAAc4/dWTl5eOCwro/s1600-h/IMG_7160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SF08v8uvU7I/AAAAAAAAAc4/dWTl5eOCwro/s320/IMG_7160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214390738018587570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SF08wD-uTtI/AAAAAAAAAdA/0r0GRlNICRg/s1600-h/IMG_7161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SF08wD-uTtI/AAAAAAAAAdA/0r0GRlNICRg/s320/IMG_7161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214390739964677842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is her ignoring me and telling me to get back to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SF08wcpNMtI/AAAAAAAAAdI/CFoqOMeL3XQ/s1600-h/IMG_7168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SF08wcpNMtI/AAAAAAAAAdI/CFoqOMeL3XQ/s320/IMG_7168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214390746585314002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my study food. I just ate this whole jar. Holy shit it's good. It's like tostitos restaurant style that they don't make anymore, only it's chunkier. It's really good shit. Not like pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SF08w6xfkQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/YwolgNpK7e8/s1600-h/IMG_7181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SF08w6xfkQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/YwolgNpK7e8/s320/IMG_7181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214390754673135874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-894949647688186313?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/894949647688186313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=894949647688186313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/894949647688186313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/894949647688186313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-other-news.html' title='In other news...'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SF08vgPLfeI/AAAAAAAAAcw/MnzCj6f3Xw0/s72-c/IMG_7159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-2898552627133939624</id><published>2008-06-03T18:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T21:51:12.544-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ladybugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motorcycle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kicking ass'/><title type='text'>Yeah, so about that bike...**</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sat on a new bike today.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.webbikeworld.com/ducati-motorcycles/monster-696/ducati-monster-696-right.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.webbikeworld.com/ducati-motorcycles/monster-696/ducati-monster-696-right.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(This is actually the 2009 model, I sat on a 2008.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyone who knows me knows that i'm not a Duc fan, but I sat on this mofo. HOLY SHIT.  I think I found my bike. It's in my affordable range, too!!!! I know there is a reader of this blog who knows well enough that I don't NEED a ducati, but.... I mean, if you could afford a Lambo, and wanted a Lambo, you'd buy a Lambo. This isn't really a Lambo, but it's still not too shabby.  So this one might be a bike we take for a "test drive" and see how it rides. But I was looking at their supersport bikes as well, and they are a little less affordable, but much hotter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you have it.  I get to move home or have a rockin motorcycle. Unless I can find one for sale in the newspaper that hasn't been trashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AND THIS ROCKS MY WORLD!! Just wait till I find the others....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mwMor8GYt5w&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mwMor8GYt5w&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is my favorite of all time from sesame street. I absolutely love this. I have been singing the little song for about two weeks (trying to remember my numbers). Please enjoy the picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LifhZCznH0k&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LifhZCznH0k&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="344" 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/13602777-2898552627133939624?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/2898552627133939624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=2898552627133939624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/2898552627133939624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/2898552627133939624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/06/yeah-so-about-that-bike.html' title='Yeah, so about that bike...**'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-6531093929990944727</id><published>2008-06-02T20:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:39:57.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tlsg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kenpachi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motorcycle'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>I got myself a birthday gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SESz-xCce7I/AAAAAAAAAcI/klwFTNS9AtE/s1600-h/zen_02_animestocks%5Bcom%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SESz-xCce7I/AAAAAAAAAcI/klwFTNS9AtE/s320/zen_02_animestocks%5Bcom%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207484960043989938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SESz_p70GTI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/nwQgHuUO4Us/s1600-h/IMG_6986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SESz_p70GTI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/nwQgHuUO4Us/s320/IMG_6986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207484975316998450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa us facing the same direction is a coincidence. I think this will come in handy when I'm on my motorcycle. It's big enough to hold my purse and all my other geegaws, and it's small enough to hold my school books comfortably. So i can take them with me to work in order to study after work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so it's basically a backpack. BUT IT KICKS ASS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rq7PrsITTnc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rq7PrsITTnc&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;br /&gt;And here's a little blast from the past. I smiled when I saw this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-6531093929990944727?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/6531093929990944727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=6531093929990944727&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/6531093929990944727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/6531093929990944727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SESz-xCce7I/AAAAAAAAAcI/klwFTNS9AtE/s72-c/zen_02_animestocks%5Bcom%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-3343473901472619409</id><published>2008-05-30T23:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:39:57.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doooooooooo (breath) ooooooom</title><content type='html'>Hey while you're here, head over to to &lt;a href="http://workingthejunk.blogspot.com/"&gt;*click*&lt;/a&gt; and check out my new post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SEDegTOQgmI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Zw_rkjA4fXA/s1600-h/IMG_6963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SEDegTOQgmI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Zw_rkjA4fXA/s320/IMG_6963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206405815737549410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SEDeg4gzlLI/AAAAAAAAAcA/OASoiAqR_wQ/s1600-h/IMG_6962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SEDeg4gzlLI/AAAAAAAAAcA/OASoiAqR_wQ/s320/IMG_6962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206405825747457202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-3343473901472619409?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/3343473901472619409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=3343473901472619409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3343473901472619409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3343473901472619409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/05/doooooooooo-breath-ooooooom.html' title='Doooooooooo (breath) ooooooom'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SEDegTOQgmI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Zw_rkjA4fXA/s72-c/IMG_6963.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-2294971283061460116</id><published>2008-05-29T19:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T19:29:11.321-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kicking ass'/><title type='text'>skoo</title><content type='html'>I just ordered my books for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;165.00, but I'm actually making a little money on the deal. I can't believe I'm actually doing it. I'm actually a student again!! My new years resolutions are working!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-2294971283061460116?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/2294971283061460116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=2294971283061460116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/2294971283061460116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/2294971283061460116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/05/skoo.html' title='skoo'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-7860989627701478944</id><published>2008-05-27T19:42:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:39:57.877-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kicking ass'/><title type='text'>It's creeping up on me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SDy5tMycAEI/AAAAAAAAAa4/CmJNFloYbWM/s1600-h/IMG_6926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SDy5tMycAEI/AAAAAAAAAa4/CmJNFloYbWM/s320/IMG_6926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205239455511478338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(calm before the big storm last week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     I turn 25 officially tomorrow morning at 6:43am. I hope to be on the beach running and rocking out to U2 at that point. Oh, my god I can't believe I'm almost 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the two classes I tried to get at Casper College, (the only two that aren't electives), accepted me. So, that means after this summer, I'm loading up on easy electives and I'm rockin a diploma. It's about time I got my......... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;associates&lt;/span&gt;. Soon enough though, it'll be a bachelor's degree. Hopefully I can get that in Dublin or in Denver. Either way it will be an adventure. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided not to get Zangetsu because a. It was too expensive, and b. I'm actually finally saving for something. I'm not at liberty to talk about it. It's between me and Bea what exactly I'm saving for, but it's something big, and something I want, and it's not a motorcycle. I'm gonna finance the bike. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm doing much better than I expected, and right now, life is absolutely perfect. I can't wait until September, and January. All is going great! I don't have much to write about except that tomorrow is my birthday and it's bittersweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SDy7dMycAGI/AAAAAAAAAbI/69QlWl9k6QQ/s1600-h/IMG_6629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SDy7dMycAGI/AAAAAAAAAbI/69QlWl9k6QQ/s320/IMG_6629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205241379656826978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm gonna buy my books tomorrow for school, and hopefully be able to fly Kenny. It's been hard to find a decent spot at the beach because tourists/people are idiots and think it's okay to walk under a trick kite. Duh, it CAN HIT YOU ON THE HEAD!!!! In fact, i might just HIT YOU ON THE HEAD! Anyway, that's all for now. I start my new job on thursday, and I'll keep everyone updated on how that goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-7860989627701478944?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/7860989627701478944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=7860989627701478944&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7860989627701478944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7860989627701478944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-creeping-up-on-me.html' title='It&apos;s creeping up on me.'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SDy5tMycAEI/AAAAAAAAAa4/CmJNFloYbWM/s72-c/IMG_6926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-3093523551413108453</id><published>2008-05-16T21:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T21:56:06.069-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swords'/><title type='text'>Heads or Tails?</title><content type='html'>I know that my birthday is coming up soon, and I know that my parents already have what I'm getting pretty much set, and I don't think I'll be getting much outside of that, which is totally fine because I've been spoiled with two Nascar races and a trip to Denver.. So in order to kinda treat myself to a birthday gift (since getting a license was kinda squelched) I was thinking about making a purchase to sortof reward myself for getting back on track or actually starting track with my life. It's kinda silly, and it's $65.00, but it is something I have interest in. I have found it difficult, after living so far under my means for such a long time, to justify buying anything for myself. I never just buy something because I want it, I have to "NEED" it. I bought a Vinyl tori record in Denver, and felt very guilty about it because I didn't need it. But wanted it. It was 18 dollars, but to me it was a HUGE purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't make up my mind on this particular thing because it is such a large expense (again, it is $65.00), and soon I will be needing clothes and shoes for my new job. I can't justify it, but I collect them, and want it. It has no practical use, like the record, except to look nice and make me feel good when I hold it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Zangetsu (the sword's name). This is Zangetsu released into Bankai.&lt;img alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41wq-mCoc6L._SS500_.jpg" align="middle" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And unless you're an avid watcher of Bleach, you probably don't know what that is. But here is what you need to know about Zangetsu Bankai, he is 68 inches long, heavy, and has a commanding presence. I love this sword, and it's the next cheapest one I can buy from the sword that I really want, which is Hadhafang from LOTR, as well as Aragorn's hunting knife. Those are like 300.00 and there is no way in high tippy hell I could justify buying one of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for someone like me who hasn't had much to live on for the last 5 years, this would be a pretty big spendy mcgee, but I think it could be a happy birthday gift (to me, from me) that is cheaper than a 400.00 helmet, or a $6000 bike.  In order to make the decision, I flipped a coin. Heads I'd get it, tails I'd wait.  I flipped the coin and it was heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't do it, so I'm gonna sleep on it. If I feel differently about it in the morning, I'll buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, it would make a great addition to the sword I currently own, and if my neighbors show up on my doorstep again threatening me, I'll just open the door holding all 68 inches of Zangetsu, and calmly ask if there's a problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-3093523551413108453?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/3093523551413108453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=3093523551413108453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3093523551413108453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3093523551413108453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/05/heads-or-tails.html' title='Heads or Tails?'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-8171687330182155097</id><published>2008-05-08T19:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:39:58.309-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beatrice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Makin like Prefontane.... again</title><content type='html'>This morning I woke up at 6:30 (not on purpose) and I couldn't make it back to sleep so I decided to get up and run. I have never done this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stretched with my coach (coach in the backround)[sorry for the blurry picture. I didn't feel like being blinded by a flash]&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SCOpgLAsPEI/AAAAAAAAAaM/RVawyG75Yxk/s1600-h/IMG_6639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SCOpgLAsPEI/AAAAAAAAAaM/RVawyG75Yxk/s320/IMG_6639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198184765092281410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove to the beach&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SCOpgrAsPFI/AAAAAAAAAaU/hcJxY11JQWI/s1600-h/IMG_6644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SCOpgrAsPFI/AAAAAAAAAaU/hcJxY11JQWI/s320/IMG_6644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198184773682216018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran for about an hour (I started out with 10 minute walk, 3 minute run, then went 2 minute walk 1 minute run until I reached about 55 minutes.)&lt;br /&gt;Then I drove home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, my coach was waiting for me, giving me a hint.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SCOpg7AsPGI/AAAAAAAAAac/6isSNv7ECjg/s1600-h/IMG_6645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SCOpg7AsPGI/AAAAAAAAAac/6isSNv7ECjg/s320/IMG_6645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198184777977183330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess she's anxious to see the lbs melt away as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-8171687330182155097?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/8171687330182155097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=8171687330182155097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8171687330182155097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8171687330182155097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/05/makin-like-prefontane-again.html' title='Makin like Prefontane.... again'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SCOpgLAsPEI/AAAAAAAAAaM/RVawyG75Yxk/s72-c/IMG_6639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-1479608726246635989</id><published>2008-04-29T20:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:39:59.064-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turtle hilarity'/><title type='text'>Some bea news</title><content type='html'>I went to the Air Show this past weekend, and a couple of pictures of that can be&lt;a href="http://workingthejunk.blogspot.com"&gt; seen here&lt;/a&gt;. But today we are talking about Bea. Today I wanted to take a picture of Beatrice sitting in the sun, and she came over and just started butting her nose up against my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SBfaP-gj69I/AAAAAAAAAZk/lIT84jfZIAE/s1600-h/IMG_6591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SBfaP-gj69I/AAAAAAAAAZk/lIT84jfZIAE/s320/IMG_6591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194860663207619538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SBfaROgj6-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/VEAUiD_g-vc/s1600-h/IMG_6592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SBfaROgj6-I/AAAAAAAAAZs/VEAUiD_g-vc/s320/IMG_6592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194860684682456034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SBfaR-gj6_I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/hptmatxwhOU/s1600-h/IMG_6602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SBfaR-gj6_I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/hptmatxwhOU/s320/IMG_6602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194860697567357938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SBfaSugj7BI/AAAAAAAAAaE/la9wVINX3lU/s1600-h/IMG_6597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SBfaSugj7BI/AAAAAAAAAaE/la9wVINX3lU/s320/IMG_6597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194860710452259858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SBfaSegj7AI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/mc8llPgW68U/s1600-h/IMG_6601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SBfaSegj7AI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/mc8llPgW68U/s320/IMG_6601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194860706157292546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's never done that, but it was awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-1479608726246635989?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/1479608726246635989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=1479608726246635989&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1479608726246635989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1479608726246635989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-bea-news.html' title='Some bea news'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SBfaP-gj69I/AAAAAAAAAZk/lIT84jfZIAE/s72-c/IMG_6591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-7083350297529074671</id><published>2008-04-27T21:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:10:23.399-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racing'/><title type='text'>Stand and Shout!</title><content type='html'>If you don't know who's car this is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ashleyforce.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.johnforce.com/08_pics/Ashley-Pomona/medium/t-0806-01533E.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It belongs to the first female to ever win a &lt;a href="http://www.kansascity.com/461/story/594618.html"&gt;National NHRA Event&lt;/a&gt;!! The winner's name is &lt;a href="http://ashleyforce.com/"&gt;Ashley Force,&lt;/a&gt; and she kicks ass!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ashleyforce.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.ashleyforcepictures.com/wp-content/photos/af.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's very good at what she does, has a legendary dad (he's a great racer and seems like a great guy) and... well LOOK AT HER! She's HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO ASHLEY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-7083350297529074671?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/7083350297529074671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=7083350297529074671&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7083350297529074671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7083350297529074671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/04/stand-and-shout.html' title='Stand and Shout!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-246831656004591100</id><published>2008-04-24T13:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:39:59.264-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fandom'/><title type='text'>Helton Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SBDgh-gj63I/AAAAAAAAAY0/1s4y8kd7Yas/s1600-h/IMG_6028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SBDgh-gj63I/AAAAAAAAAY0/1s4y8kd7Yas/s320/IMG_6028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192897244678056818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see him hit TWO home runs. Next time I'm there I'm getting an autograph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-246831656004591100?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/246831656004591100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=246831656004591100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/246831656004591100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/246831656004591100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/04/helton-love.html' title='Helton Love'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SBDgh-gj63I/AAAAAAAAAY0/1s4y8kd7Yas/s72-c/IMG_6028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-8239042748583224228</id><published>2008-04-23T22:03:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T22:07:51.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Print shirts and southern accents</title><content type='html'>Who wants to go to MIAMI with me?!? Why do I want to go to Miami? &lt;a href="http://perezhilton.com/2008-04-23-hello-gay-lovers"&gt;This is why&lt;/a&gt;.  And no, I don't give a shit if he IS dating Jenny Macarthy or if the other IS married, he's fucking OBI WAN!!!!! And no I don't care if they are filming a gay movie or whatever, HE'S FUCKING OBI WAN AND Jim Carrey was my fucking IDOL for a very long time (but Bono took over when I was introduced)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to go to Miami?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-8239042748583224228?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/8239042748583224228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=8239042748583224228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8239042748583224228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8239042748583224228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/04/print-shirts-and-southern-accents.html' title='Print shirts and southern accents'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-9029285930270078972</id><published>2008-04-19T22:09:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T23:25:38.363-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='momocycles'/><title type='text'>The Big Debate</title><content type='html'>Ok lady and gent,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to make a decision on which bike I would like to get, when i finish getting my license, and have a place set aside in my checkbook for a new payment. I know that certain people out there think I should get a "mustang", but my apartment doesn't allow 4 cars to a family, but they will allow 3 cars and a motorcycle. Go figure. BY THE WAY, I'm blogging because I'm upset tonight. It's a beautiful lightning storm outside, and i can't take pictures of it (camera is still in repair) so I'm blogging instead. How productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's the problem: family and friend say 'Get a cruiser. They are good bikes, easy to ride, comfortable, and we like them.' I say, 'Cruisers are ugly and I don't want to accidentally grow a fat ass. Plus I like sport bikes.' Family and friend say, 'You drive like an asshole (apparently this is an automatic thing) on sport bikes. Cruiser bikes will help you stay safer.' I call bullshit. However, less room for 2 people on a sport bike. Please keep in mind, it is about look, some of it. I don't want a fucking PT Cruiser, I want a Jetta. So I'm trying to kinda urge you all to keep that in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for one of the three of you that read this, in case you weren't sure what the differences were, I'm gonna post my favorites for each type (cruiser or sport) of bike made by Yamaha, Honda, and Suzuki. (No harleys. uck.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First lets start with Honda: ugh, if I have to pick a cruiser from Honda, I'd have to say Shadow Spirit 750. 750 Because apparently they don't offer a 650. Assholes. Plus it's really cheap new. This is what that bike looks like.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://powersports.honda.com/assets/images/model/model_hero_shot/Motorcycles/2008/large/Shadow_Spirit_750_%28VT750C2%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://powersports.honda.com/assets/images/model/model_hero_shot/Motorcycles/2008/large/Shadow_Spirit_750_%28VT750C2%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not bad, I'll admit. This is the 2008 model.  But it's not badass, and it's too clumpy. But I bet I could touch both my feet flat on the ground on this little baby. Plus the rear seat is weird.&lt;br /&gt;For a Honda Sport bike: Well lets just say that looking at their website they don't have anything that really suits my interests in sport bikes. They are all too expensive or too big. Good job Honda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so then lets move to Yamaha. I like Yamaha, much much more than I like Honda. So, for a cruiser bike for Yamaha, lets go with V Star Custom. I say that because it's in my affordable range, and as far as I know I can get it in 650-750CC and it's not too ugly.  It's kinda badass, but i'm also not crazy about the rear seat. It's humped up over the fender, and I could put a back on it, but if I ever had to ride on my own bike or have someone sit on the bike (someone with say, long legs or a bad back) I'd want them to be comfortable too. Here's a picture of the bike i'm talking about (I borrowed it from the &lt;a href="http://www.starmotorcycles.com/star/products/modelhome/22/0/home.aspx"&gt;yamaha site&lt;/a&gt; if you want a better look):&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.starmotorcycles.com/assets/products/mcy/general/media_content_unit0174027305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 152px;" src="http://www.starmotorcycles.com/assets/products/mcy/general/media_content_unit0174027305.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so lets talk Yamaha sport bikes: I like the Yamaha YZF-R6 because of a few reasons. It's cheaper, (only about 10 grand new) sharp looking, and has a small exhaust to prevent &lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c279/zoo_berries/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2310-1.jpg"&gt;big owies&lt;/a&gt;. Plus it's at 600cc, so it's just right for little ol me. But i'm not crazy about the front wheel. I have a thing about that. I'd have to drive it to see how I liked it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yamaha-motor.com/assets/content/images/600/08YZFR6_silver_1_b4787bcf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.yamaha-motor.com/assets/content/images/600/08YZFR6_silver_1_b4787bcf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I borrowed that from the &lt;a href="http://www.yamaha-motor.com/sport/products/modelhome/8/0/home.aspx"&gt;Yamaha site&lt;/a&gt;. Go look around cuz there's probably more there that you'll like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then we move to Suzuki.  It's a company I like a lot, even though I have trouble spelling it a lot of the time. :D  With the suzuki cruiser bike, I'd have to go of course with the Boulevard S50. I like the back seat a lot because it's flat, and the handlebars aren't so complicated. Sometimes they get complicated you know... It's a ladies bike. But it's not too harleyish, which I find that a lot of touring/cruiser bikes from companies other than harley tend to be. So it's nicer. I get bored with harley. Here is a picture.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.suzukicycles.com/images/ProductImages/colorVariations/500/S50K8_aBlack_000000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.suzukicycles.com/images/ProductImages/colorVariations/500/S50K8_aBlack_000000.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now lets move on to Suzuki Sport bikes. Probably my favorite, and I don't know why because they are the bike I see the most often, and I like to be unusual. but, I think as far as Suzuki sport bikes go, well I like the &lt;a href="http://www.suzukicycles.com/Products/GSX1300RK8"&gt;Hayabusa&lt;/a&gt;, but dad says no way and i'm trying to keep him from throwing tomatoes at me all the time for getting a big bike and making him worry about me being out on the road on a bike I admit I can't handle. So I really like the GSXR, and I like the Katana (go figure.) And it's truly a toss up between the two. They are both very stylish, offer about the same as far as  specs and whatnot, but I just don't know which I like better.  This is the GSX and it's about 10 grand new, and it's  exactly how many CC's I'm looking for.  I like it a lot. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.suzukicycles.com/images/ProductImages/colorVariations/500/GSXR600K8_white_f8fbfd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.suzukicycles.com/images/ProductImages/colorVariations/500/GSXR600K8_white_f8fbfd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now let's look at the Katana. Ok well I looked at the Katana, and since blogger is putting an apparent halt on the amount of pictures I can upload, I said okay, and decided to REALLY look at the &lt;a href="http://www.suzukicycles.com/Products/GSX600FK6"&gt;katana&lt;/a&gt;. It's okay. But it seems like a chick bike too. I mean, it's okay! It's not terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, help me out folk(s). Tell me your opinion. Chances are, I'll do what I want anyway (ha ha ha), but it never hurts to hear a second opinion. And I hope you enjoyed that I actually blogged, and that there were pictures of motorcycles involved. That's always fun, right? I could always post that picture of my brother again. You liked that right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-9029285930270078972?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/9029285930270078972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=9029285930270078972&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/9029285930270078972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/9029285930270078972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/04/big-debate.html' title='The Big Debate'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-447298704875559724</id><published>2008-04-18T19:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:39:59.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO...</title><content type='html'>I can't play nice and get what I want, so i'm going backhanded dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you all want to see my blog about how much fun I had on my trip to Casper and Denver, please go &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/brokenmandible"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and tell this guy to send me my pictures. He has all my pictures on his computer (except the ones that were on my camera which I can't access because it's being fixed and I don't have a way to put them on my computer) and he's holding them hostage. I don't know what he wants, but he's not gonna get it until I get my pictures. I'd like to blog about my trip, but I can't really because it's no fun without pictures. So help me out people. I have this one that I managed to upload to my computer while I was there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SAlGyImL8UI/AAAAAAAAAXc/hCXUbI8jHCo/s1600-h/IMG_6269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SAlGyImL8UI/AAAAAAAAAXc/hCXUbI8jHCo/s320/IMG_6269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190757872636260674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-447298704875559724?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/447298704875559724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=447298704875559724&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/447298704875559724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/447298704875559724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/04/so.html' title='SO...'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SAlGyImL8UI/AAAAAAAAAXc/hCXUbI8jHCo/s72-c/IMG_6269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-9070201047870144218</id><published>2008-03-30T22:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:04:08.285-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Vacation</title><content type='html'>I'm in Casper Wyoming, my hometown, and I left Charleston on thursday. I left it at 75 degrees. It's currently 22 degrees and snowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacation? I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making some damn snowmen. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-9070201047870144218?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/9070201047870144218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=9070201047870144218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/9070201047870144218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/9070201047870144218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/03/almost-vacation.html' title='Almost Vacation'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-7582155093904384194</id><published>2008-03-16T21:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:39:59.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This one 's for you, Mark.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R93i2VcDPLI/AAAAAAAAAXU/upxqfaNQZCg/s1600-h/IMG_5457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R93i2VcDPLI/AAAAAAAAAXU/upxqfaNQZCg/s320/IMG_5457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178544569641548978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I haven't updated in a while. Here is what I've been doing. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-7582155093904384194?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/7582155093904384194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=7582155093904384194&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7582155093904384194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7582155093904384194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-one-s-for-you-mark.html' title='This one &apos;s for you, Mark.'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R93i2VcDPLI/AAAAAAAAAXU/upxqfaNQZCg/s72-c/IMG_5457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-1511774061443297965</id><published>2008-02-17T18:55:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:19:49.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS MINE!!!!</title><content type='html'>I paid my car off today-- Six months early.&lt;br /&gt;This is me a few days after I bought it in 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c279/zoo_berries/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4brown5-R1-023-10.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c279/zoo_berries/4brown5-R1-023-10.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have those shoes.&lt;br /&gt;*Edit!* What do you all think of my new layout? I have been looking at those dots for about 3 years, I decided it was time for a change. I didn't intend to rip off the idea from my &lt;a href="http://xanga.com/brokenmandible"&gt;brother&lt;/a&gt;, who also went with the white background, but it just seemed to happen that way. I guess great minds do think alike. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-1511774061443297965?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/1511774061443297965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=1511774061443297965&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1511774061443297965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1511774061443297965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-mine.html' title='ITS MINE!!!!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-5468725674792230944</id><published>2008-02-16T17:57:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:39:59.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping!!!</title><content type='html'>What I did on my Saturday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R7eHGoXejkI/AAAAAAAAAUs/hR14RB1qoH8/s1600-h/IMG_5199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R7eHGoXejkI/AAAAAAAAAUs/hR14RB1qoH8/s320/IMG_5199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167747645415788098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now that my car is &lt;strike&gt;a week away from being&lt;/strike&gt; paid off, I can look for another form of transportation. And really, they aren't THAT expensive. I fell in love with the one I'm on in the pics, but dad (the one that took me shopping today) said it was a super sport bike, and...no.  It fit me perfectly, though. And it was light.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R7eICYXejmI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fdMA7-R2l44/s1600-h/IMG_5200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R7eICYXejmI/AAAAAAAAAU8/fdMA7-R2l44/s320/IMG_5200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167748671912971874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now I can't WAIT to get to working hard to be able to buy one of these things. WOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-5468725674792230944?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/5468725674792230944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=5468725674792230944&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/5468725674792230944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/5468725674792230944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/02/shopping.html' title='Shopping!!!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R7eHGoXejkI/AAAAAAAAAUs/hR14RB1qoH8/s72-c/IMG_5199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-5203634358085410810</id><published>2008-02-14T12:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T12:25:45.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you think....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;I think this will be okay as long as there aren't any added star cities and  no  superimposed death star explosions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they kept their special effects budget to what it was back when the originals were made, then maybe MAYBE it'll be just as good. But we'll have to see it to believe it. i get real tired of the phony. I want to see an action film that doesn't have poorly done green screen acting, and the trademark "oh this is definitely a jar-jar Binks moment." I'm very tired of that. And now i will step off of my Soap box. I hope the story is as good as the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cQ60n9DiAEM&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cQ60n9DiAEM&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/13602777-5203634358085410810?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/5203634358085410810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=5203634358085410810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/5203634358085410810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/5203634358085410810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-do-you-think.html' title='What do you think....'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-4794643916368968269</id><published>2008-02-10T15:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:40:00.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Against the wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today I ran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.midwestendurance.com/images/300_Steve-Prefontaine-Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.midwestendurance.com/images/300_Steve-Prefontaine-Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I looked like&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R6-AN4XejGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ONZ3cHr6W0A/s1600-h/IMG_5033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R6-AN4XejGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ONZ3cHr6W0A/s320/IMG_5033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165488273574759522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ran like&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R6-AqoXejHI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/xEeqGaZuFQ8/s1600-h/1190802594_homer_running.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R6-AqoXejHI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/xEeqGaZuFQ8/s320/1190802594_homer_running.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165488767495998578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.... I had the inspiration from Prefontaine....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R6-BD4XejII/AAAAAAAAARA/q0z5kKkjeHI/s1600-h/IMG_5042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R6-BD4XejII/AAAAAAAAARA/q0z5kKkjeHI/s320/IMG_5042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165489201287695490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't wait to do it again tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I really was running against the wind. It was CRAZY windy out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-4794643916368968269?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/4794643916368968269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=4794643916368968269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/4794643916368968269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/4794643916368968269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/02/against-wind.html' title='Against the wind'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R6-AN4XejGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ONZ3cHr6W0A/s72-c/IMG_5033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-3587292175718179554</id><published>2008-02-01T20:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:40:00.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It will happen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R6PpWtzqTWI/AAAAAAAAAMk/UV_RHOEG6YQ/s1600-h/IMG_4411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R6PpWtzqTWI/AAAAAAAAAMk/UV_RHOEG6YQ/s320/IMG_4411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162226174359391586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm just so lazy. I just don't want to blog tonight, mostly because I have to get up at 6:30 to be to work by 7, and I just got done closing.  I think tomorrow (Saturday) I'm going to update my &lt;a href="http://workingthejunk.blogspot.com/"&gt;picture blog&lt;/a&gt;, and update this one a bit and let everyone know what's been happening. *Warning, it's not been much.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately i feel like i've been the last kid picked at dodgeball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the meantime, please enjoy this picture of me on the Detroit monorail, bein badass in my fuzzy coat. I'm so badass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. [and this is a big P.S. folks] I am trying to find a new template for my blog. I have Goooooooogled the HELL out of the subject, and if anyone has any suggestions, they are happily welcome [suggestions that do not include "come to Xanga"]. I'm quite tired of the dots theme that I put back in place because the other wasn't working, and i'm more than willing to "build my own." If anyone has any suggestions to how this could happen for me, again it's welcome. Google hasn't been helpful, of late.  I like blogger because of the features I have, and that I can adjust my template etc... But I just need a different background. Thanks everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-3587292175718179554?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/3587292175718179554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=3587292175718179554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3587292175718179554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3587292175718179554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-will-happen.html' title='It will happen'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R6PpWtzqTWI/AAAAAAAAAMk/UV_RHOEG6YQ/s72-c/IMG_4411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-8876493738808012188</id><published>2008-01-23T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:40:01.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Television.</title><content type='html'>Ok, I admit I auditioned for American Idol. But like pretty much everyone else, even the ones with real talent, I didn't make it through. But I did get on tv.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R5gb3dzqTUI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/kc7p0kwimng/s1600-h/IMG_4855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R5gb3dzqTUI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/kc7p0kwimng/s320/IMG_4855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158904012860968258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R5gcRdzqTVI/AAAAAAAAAMY/8XYvLAYsqBM/s1600-h/IMG_4854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R5gcRdzqTVI/AAAAAAAAAMY/8XYvLAYsqBM/s320/IMG_4854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158904459537567058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, it was 9:30 am. He wasn't wearing a shirt.  Come on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-8876493738808012188?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/8876493738808012188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=8876493738808012188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8876493738808012188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8876493738808012188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/01/national-television.html' title='National Television.'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R5gb3dzqTUI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/kc7p0kwimng/s72-c/IMG_4855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-7094477586717731088</id><published>2008-01-11T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:40:02.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving VS. Flying</title><content type='html'>I have discovered recently that there is someone who reads this blog, so I decided I better get on with my new years resolution and start blogging. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R4hIMXQPv8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MOpM5M-z8nE/s1600-h/IMG_4250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R4hIMXQPv8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MOpM5M-z8nE/s400/IMG_4250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154449150763319234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As some of you may or may not know, I do not fly anymore. I used to fly, back in the day, but I do not anymore. I am terrified. Get it out of your systems, go ahead. Do just like everyone else, "Oh, but e, flying is safer than driving. It's the safest way to travel. [I get SO FUCKING TIRED of hearing that line] Oh, but e, it doesn't take as long to get to your destination. Oh, it's so easy. There's nothing to it! You can do it just get on the plane!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The last time I tried to get on a plane, I made it. I was successful. I got on the plane. Then I got off. Immediately. At least I made it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Recently, I took a drive to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Detroit&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. My boyfriend lives there, and from my house to his house, it's about a 14.5 hour drive. It seems like a lot, but it's really not (esp if you have Sirius). I loved the drive and had a great time! It was one of the best road trips I've ever taken. From my house to my brother's house in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Denver&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_s1026" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'position:absolute;" wrapcoords="-53 0 -53 21529 21600 21529 21600 0 -53 0"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\default\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.jpg" title="IMG_4248"&gt;  &lt;w:wrap type="tight"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;, it's a two day drive, about 24 hours. 10 on the first day, 14 on the second (unless you don't let your father drive and&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R4hIkXQPv9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/Po2jqr4Ef1s/s1600-h/IMG_4289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R4hIkXQPv9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/Po2jqr4Ef1s/s400/IMG_4289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154449563080179666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; do more than 3 over the speed limit. You can knock off about 2 hours)(Just kidding dad. I know it was you that got out of that speeding ticket.)  Still, it's fun. It's a bonding experience. I love to drive, and that fact makes it even more okay for me to say NO to flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So here's my beef, other than the fact that i'm utterly petrified, with flying.  Lines, Stupid people,  and the classic "hurry up and wait" mentality.  I hate standing in line waiting for incompetent people who cant figure out the "START HERE" button at the kiosk. You can do the check in the night before thing, but you still have to stand in a bloody line to get your bags checked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my boyfriend flies, he never checks his bag which is awesome, but he can't take toothpaste, shampoo, or hair gel. If he wants to, he has to buy special little "insert barely any liquid here"oz things and throw them in a plastic baggie. What a pain in the ass.  If i want to go on a road trip, I throw my shit in a suitcase, get in the car and GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate standing in line for security because people STILL haven't figured out that hey, guess what, you HAVE to take your shoes off now. So why don't you wear shoes with no laces? NoooOOOOoo. We have to sit there, and get pushed into each other because Slowy McGee can't tie his shoes.  Not only that, but the line we walk through while our shoes are off has NEVER Been cleaned. It's gross. You are either in socked feet, or (if you're like me) bare feet (because I wore sandals so I wouldn't have to &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R4hKaXQPwAI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8Hoy4mMgtwk/s1600-h/IMG_4311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R4hKaXQPwAI/AAAAAAAAAK0/8Hoy4mMgtwk/s320/IMG_4311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154451590304743426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;take time to untie/tie my shoes) and ew, have you looked at the floor? Everyone else is socked or bare too, and nobody cares that the floor is all black from foot cheese. It's a LOSE LOSE situation, no matter what you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:296.25pt;height:223.5pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\default\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image003.jpg" title="IMG_4289"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I also hate flying because if/when you do arrive at your destination, you have to wait for someone to pick you up, or go rent a car, another line. If you drive, you drive, you have your car, you can go right to your destination. NO PROBLEM! I can drive right up to your door, on the lawn, and knock from my car if i want. Plus it saves the hassle of pleasantries with the cab driver, or the awkward silence in the car with the person who picked you up because your loved one didn't have time so they sent their buddy whom you've met once and can't quite remember his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other reason I will always choose driving over flying is the scenery. I'm sorry folks, but the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Smoky&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mountains&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; are simply not the same from 30,000 feet.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R4hJ73QPv_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/QoTEhTAG9YU/s1600-h/IMG_4294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R4hJ73QPv_I/AAAAAAAAAKs/QoTEhTAG9YU/s320/IMG_4294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154451066318733298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love to drive mountains, I love the curves, I love the little towns, I love stopping in the little gas stations with the woman who has no teeth at the desk askin "You okay hon? You'unt some coffey?" I love seeing the scenery, I love looking at the clouds. From 30,000 feet, everything looks the same. You wouldn't know &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;sas&lt;/st1:state&gt; from &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Kentucky&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1026" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:257.25pt;height:192.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\default\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image005.jpg" title="IMG_4312"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;. "Oh look, little squares. Must be farms." I love the scenery, and that might just come from being a photographer. Either way, you don't get to see the sights either.  &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;St Louis&lt;/st1:city&gt; is on direct route from SC to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Denver&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, I got to see the arch as we drove by at 80mph, but we could've stopped if we wanted. We didn't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1027" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:342pt;height:255.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\default\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image007.jpg" title="IMG_4526"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Another reason to choose driving over flying is that a person can take a detour at any moment. On my way to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;detroit&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, I needed breakfast, so I put into steve's Garmin to find me a McDonalds. It found me one, but it was 4 miles off the inters&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R4hMYHQPwDI/AAAAAAAAALM/yF9V260vafA/s1600-h/IMG_4561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R4hMYHQPwDI/AAAAAAAAALM/yF9V260vafA/s200/IMG_4561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154453750673293362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tate. I loved that little town. It reminded me of Shoshoni, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Wyoming&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. Two traffic lights, and the McDonalds was brand new. I never would've seen that flying, now would i? And the lady that helped me there called me sweetie pie. :)  On the way to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;de&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;nver&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, there was an issue with snow, and the normal way we wanted to go was blocked. Now, I don't know if you remember last year (2006) at this &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R4hLGnQPwBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/24z6Rb5ESbs/s1600-h/IMG_4507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R4hLGnQPwBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/24z6Rb5ESbs/s320/IMG_4507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154452350513954834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;time, but there was an awful snowstorm and basically all of &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;colorado&lt;/st1:state&gt; and half of &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kansas&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; was shut down. We were driving in that storm.  We were stuck in a little town for one night, but the next night we found a different way to go and had a great time. (that's when dad got out of a ticket). But,&lt;span style="border: 1pt none black; padding: 0in; background: black none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-size:0;color:black;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;we weren't stuck in the airport with no where to go. We could go to the next town and find a hotel. They weren't even letting people out of the airport at that time. We were free to roam the state as long as the roads were open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1028" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:405.75pt;height:304.5pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\default\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image009.jpg" title="IMG_4559"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;So the next time you're talking to someone who isn't comfortable flying, take 5 seconds before you start into your spiel about how safe it is and how easy and how convenient. They might not feel the same way and don't need you preaching your skymall to them. I say meh. I'd rather drive anyway. It's more fun.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R4hLx3QPwCI/AAAAAAAAALE/W7HiglD-BkI/s1600-h/IMG_4559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R4hLx3QPwCI/AAAAAAAAALE/W7HiglD-BkI/s320/IMG_4559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154453093543297058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="border: 1pt none black; padding: 0in; background: black none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-size:0;color:black;"  &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/13602777-7094477586717731088?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/7094477586717731088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=7094477586717731088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7094477586717731088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7094477586717731088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/01/driving-vs-flying.html' title='Driving VS. Flying'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R4hIMXQPv8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/MOpM5M-z8nE/s72-c/IMG_4250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-7741496884670162813</id><published>2008-01-06T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T20:32:22.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welp,</title><content type='html'>I still haven't downloaded the software to take the photos off my camera (and i'm just too lazy to do it the old fashoned way) but I did this little gem, thought you'd enjoy it too! Love to see how fast everyone else types. This is a different test than I've ever seen. Ta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/" style="background: transparent url(http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png) no-repeat scroll 0% 50%; display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: rgb(0, 153, 51); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman,Arial,serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;81 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;free Touch typing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-7741496884670162813?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/7741496884670162813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=7741496884670162813&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7741496884670162813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7741496884670162813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/01/welp.html' title='Welp,'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-6703076132437494293</id><published>2008-01-03T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T21:47:25.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know....</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a while since i've posted, but I just got back from a trip to detroit. I drove (by myself) 14 hours each way, and i'm a little exhausted. I didn't write much during the month of december because i was a little afraid i'd slip up and spill the secret (i'll get into that later) and b.  I've got a second job and i've run out of time. No pictures for now, but I've now been out of the country, and I lost 12$ at the casino. So that's all for now, i'll be updating as soon as i get my camera software reinstalled, and everything else up and running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-6703076132437494293?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/6703076132437494293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=6703076132437494293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/6703076132437494293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/6703076132437494293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-know.html' title='I know....'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-9191715845522960531</id><published>2007-12-07T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:40:02.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of geek?</title><content type='html'>I have talked about this &lt;a href="http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2005/09/nerd.html"&gt;before&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;a href="http://www.myextralife.com/?page_id=5597"&gt;this guy&lt;/a&gt; totally got it right with this poster.  I'm on there a few times, and I see a few o f my friends too.  I'm suprised he didn't go for the total star wars geek, and just the Jedi geek...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R1odNrkQdlI/AAAAAAAAAKM/n7ABFc208yY/s1600-h/000c9q46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R1odNrkQdlI/AAAAAAAAAKM/n7ABFc208yY/s400/000c9q46.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141454045467145810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click upon it to make it larger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-9191715845522960531?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/9191715845522960531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=9191715845522960531&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/9191715845522960531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/9191715845522960531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-kind-of-geek.html' title='What kind of geek?'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R1odNrkQdlI/AAAAAAAAAKM/n7ABFc208yY/s72-c/000c9q46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-1305859233229693456</id><published>2007-12-05T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:40:02.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe I'll Move to Australia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R1dvlbkQdhI/AAAAAAAAAJw/kfi8dytN3So/s1600-h/alexander.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R1dvlbkQdhI/AAAAAAAAAJw/kfi8dytN3So/s400/alexander.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140700188512384530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-1305859233229693456?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/1305859233229693456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=1305859233229693456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1305859233229693456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1305859233229693456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/12/maybe-ill-move-to-australia.html' title='Maybe I&apos;ll Move to Australia.'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/R1dvlbkQdhI/AAAAAAAAAJw/kfi8dytN3So/s72-c/alexander.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-1351846366636632911</id><published>2007-11-30T22:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T22:16:50.709-06:00</updated><title type='text'>chirp</title><content type='html'>Went to the doctor today to get yet another infection looked at, and got some meds, and I was the one that noticed it was sulfa medication. I'm quite angry. Good thing I caught it. I guess doc didn't relay the sulfa med allergy to the pharmacy, and I forgot to tell them after the last fiasco with my burn. I was entirely too pissed off then too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beatrice wasn't feeling so well the other day, so i'm giving her some super doses of light (it's winter) and water, and nummy nummy crickets. I had the crickets in a butter container, and I accidentally tipped too many out in her diggy, and some of them may have escaped the grasps of my turtle's jaws. So, in all this glory and catching crickets and screaming and beatrice eating, I came up with the PERFECT way to get back at my neighbors downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cricket Breeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cold right now, but I'm within my rights of the complex to have bugs out there if they are in a terrarium like fixture. but they would be in the biggest god damn tubbie i could find. It's too cold right now to breed them outside, but, I can get a heat lamp, and I can get blankets. Plus, it'll attract birds and squirrels, and I don't mind those, as long as they poop on the neighbors porch and eat the neighbors flowers. Not to mention all the noise. Noise Noise NOise NOIse NOISe NOISE!!! ALL THE NOISE!  No noise complaints because it's the animal's natural sound. There is no control. They, however, are animals that should be controlled but insist on fighting and slamming doors at midnight. (I've complained the last few nights to our manager lady because i was awake until 3am listening to them fight and then have makeup sex.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chirp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAH HA HA HA HA HA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's bea enjoying her new digs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/beatrice_doll/pic/00015whc/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/beatrice_doll/pic/00015whc/s320x240" alt="" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's margie enjoying it with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/beatrice_doll/pic/00016ph6/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/beatrice_doll/pic/00016ph6/s320x240" alt="" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-1351846366636632911?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/1351846366636632911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=1351846366636632911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1351846366636632911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1351846366636632911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/12/chirp.html' title='chirp'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-416802730665037663</id><published>2007-11-26T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T13:15:15.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can SEEEEE</title><content type='html'>Went From This:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/beatrice_doll/pic/000116s2/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/beatrice_doll/pic/000116s2/s320x240" alt="" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Please note the foggy headlamps. It's the best picture I could find.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/beatrice_doll/pic/00012d5q/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/beatrice_doll/pic/00012d5q/s320x240" alt="" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/beatrice_doll/pic/000131ss/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/beatrice_doll/pic/000131ss/s320x240" alt="" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my dad, and some fancy techniques that took us many man hours and a lot of hard work. AND, they are aimed now, so I can SEE the road, and not just use my fog lights to get around. How about that!? I love my dad!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-416802730665037663?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/416802730665037663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=416802730665037663&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/416802730665037663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/416802730665037663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-can-seeeee.html' title='I can SEEEEE'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-4198943162721449462</id><published>2007-11-17T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:40:02.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What did I tell you....</title><content type='html'>I don't know what &lt;a href="http://beatriceangst.blogspot.com/"&gt;she's&lt;/a&gt; up to, but it's definately no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, i'm thinking about just throwing a spray of water out my window to stop the fuckers from smoking for 10 hours solid. They don't finish their cigarettes, and it's gonna be hell to pay when they get evicted for fighting. (just started and it's only 6:30.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Ideas? Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, check out this photo i took of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ravenel_Bridge"&gt;Ravenel bridge&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Rz9Y1SrV1NI/AAAAAAAAAJo/fTIh47Nwwd0/s1600-h/IMG_3139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Rz9Y1SrV1NI/AAAAAAAAAJo/fTIh47Nwwd0/s400/IMG_3139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133919772795589842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-4198943162721449462?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/4198943162721449462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=4198943162721449462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/4198943162721449462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/4198943162721449462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-did-i-tell-you.html' title='What did I tell you....'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Rz9Y1SrV1NI/AAAAAAAAAJo/fTIh47Nwwd0/s72-c/IMG_3139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-5057969000174182684</id><published>2007-11-12T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T13:33:18.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geekdom</title><content type='html'>Holy shit guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched Transformers. I totally loved it!!!! It's one of the few movies I actually want to buy and own so when I get my own Surround Sound I can watch the shit out of it. Plus I loved the story. I know, probably hard core geeks are going, omg what a dumb movie. But I think I loved the personalities of the transformers the most. I appreciate the visual effects, i mean, HOLY SHIT it takes a lot to make a car into a robot and then put it back together again. Plus, it had a good story line, and it was released just long enough after the originals (15-20 or so years) that nobody really forgot about it, and the children of the 80's could really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I especially liked it because of the sound. As I'm looking into colleges and deciding where I want to put my degree to use (sound design, sound engineering, etc..) it really inspires me to see this kind of work done, and done so well. I really need to get a proper surround sound set up, so Kris, you bet your ASS we'll be watching it at your house come Christmastime. I'm totally geeked out right now and stoked about it. I had a lot of fun watching this movie, and I think that's how movies should be. And, just to add to my geekynessd, I've added Optimus Prime's PSA on Prostate Cancer. ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;div#main{overflow:visible;}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: visible; background-color: rgb(213, 48, 0); text-align: center; vertical-align: middle; width: 425px; z-index: 500;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.adultswim.com/video/index.html" style="display: block;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.adultswim.com/video/embeded_header.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="30" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.adultswim.com/video/vplayer/index.html" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.adultswim.com/video/vplayer/index.html"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="id=1a3008da50866e9b9027030140ebd116"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.adultswim.com/video/vplayer/index.html" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=1a3008da50866e9b9027030140ebd116" allowfullscreen="true" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/lj-embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-5057969000174182684?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/5057969000174182684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=5057969000174182684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/5057969000174182684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/5057969000174182684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/11/geekdom.html' title='Geekdom'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-7702404712630870446</id><published>2007-11-05T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T21:07:55.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conspiracy Theory</title><content type='html'>Beatrice is a conspiracy Theorist. I caught her at a typewriter the other day, madly tapping out the great banana and chicken conspiracy of 2007.  I quietly snuck up behind her to read what she was furiously getting off her chest, but I didn't get to read a lot of it before she turned on me and started chasing me around the house. What i could read was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "The elders are against us.  They do not feed us what they know we need. They are holding back. The red haired female seems to control what it is that goes into my diet, but I cannot let that stand in the way of destroying her. There are things going on behind the fridge doors that frighten even me. Why is it that the cat, the oldest cat, gets the delicious flavors of the can whenever she meows loudly, and obnoxiously I might add, whilst i must be fed scraps and nasty putrid "Health food" and I am the quietest and most well behaved! It is time to fight back. The inconsistencies between the species in this household must be brought to the attention of a higher power. It is time to rise up, and bring equality to ME!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely keeping an eye on her. I have yet to find evidence of an uprising through her blog, but I'm sure she has blogs that i don't know about. I shall keep my eyes and ears open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/beatrice_doll/pic/0000yh0y/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/beatrice_doll/pic/0000yh0y/s320x240" alt="" align="middle" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/beatrice_doll/pic/0000z8kk/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/beatrice_doll/pic/0000z8kk/s320x240" alt="" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; Look dangerous to you? She's plotting something....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-7702404712630870446?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/7702404712630870446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=7702404712630870446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7702404712630870446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7702404712630870446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/11/conspiracy-theory.html' title='Conspiracy Theory'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-5569202431647511340</id><published>2007-10-16T07:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:40:02.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Nuff Said.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RxTA0oCTt1I/AAAAAAAAAIw/mZoUqJeDS7w/s1600-h/capt_e1c05b77f1fc464ca98dedcdf5e88014_nlcs_diamondbacks_rockies_baseball_nlcs137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121930686559926098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RxTA0oCTt1I/AAAAAAAAAIw/mZoUqJeDS7w/s400/capt_e1c05b77f1fc464ca98dedcdf5e88014_nlcs_diamondbacks_rockies_baseball_nlcs137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I checked, a 4 game series sweep means we outplayed you. Boo Hoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-5569202431647511340?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/5569202431647511340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=5569202431647511340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/5569202431647511340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/5569202431647511340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/10/nuff-said.html' title='&apos;Nuff Said.'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RxTA0oCTt1I/AAAAAAAAAIw/mZoUqJeDS7w/s72-c/capt_e1c05b77f1fc464ca98dedcdf5e88014_nlcs_diamondbacks_rockies_baseball_nlcs137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-7938381031237248381</id><published>2007-10-06T23:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:40:02.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BRING ON ARIZONA BABY!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RwhoHoCTt0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/qMOLGEIFAl8/s1600-h/coors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 501px; height: 336px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RwhoHoCTt0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/qMOLGEIFAl8/s400/coors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118455456722040642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have a great team, and we are gonna KICK SOME ASS!!!! WOOOOO HOOOOO!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-7938381031237248381?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/7938381031237248381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=7938381031237248381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7938381031237248381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7938381031237248381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/10/bring-on-arizona-baby.html' title='BRING ON ARIZONA BABY!!!!!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RwhoHoCTt0I/AAAAAAAAAIo/qMOLGEIFAl8/s72-c/coors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-145838037888291712</id><published>2007-10-02T18:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:40:03.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How bout them calls, eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RwLfFICTtzI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ixYawL4cm4g/s1600-h/800px-Rockies_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RwLfFICTtzI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ixYawL4cm4g/s320/800px-Rockies_004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116897405795809074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell yes. That's how I like to see our stadium.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-145838037888291712?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/145838037888291712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=145838037888291712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/145838037888291712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/145838037888291712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-bout-them-calls-eh.html' title='How bout them calls, eh?'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RwLfFICTtzI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ixYawL4cm4g/s72-c/800px-Rockies_004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-5743207718487804238</id><published>2007-09-30T10:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T10:40:58.879-06:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>South Carolina, Meet Wyoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 428px; height: 321px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c279/zoo_berries/South%20Carolina/IMG_2587.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes, that's a tumbleweed.  On the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-5743207718487804238?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/5743207718487804238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=5743207718487804238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/5743207718487804238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/5743207718487804238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c279/zoo_berries/South%20Carolina/th_IMG_2587.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-7593818706555172063</id><published>2007-09-27T20:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T20:32:04.535-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Didn't Henry Rollins.....</title><content type='html'>Henry Rollins once talked about an intense courtroom drama translated into rough english... I think this is pretty much what he had in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BlJsPEgXhC0&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/BlJsPEgXhC0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&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/13602777-7593818706555172063?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/7593818706555172063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=7593818706555172063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7593818706555172063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/7593818706555172063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/09/didnt-henry-rollins.html' title='Didn&apos;t Henry Rollins.....'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-882639910856409002</id><published>2007-09-24T13:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T09:04:53.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WallyWorld</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Much Ado about Wal-Mart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.siliconvalleysleuth.com/images/walmart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" height="374" alt="" src="http://www.siliconvalleysleuth.com/images/walmart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll start&lt;a href="http://www.blackeducatedprofessionals.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/wal-mart-image.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; out by saying that I'm not a Wal-Mart hater. Like, I'm not one of those weird people who wear the t-shirts with the smiley that has the bullet through the head or anything like that. I dislike Wal-Mart, yes, but not because they "damage the economy" (I think they provide some good opportunities for people who probably most likely wouldn't be able to get a job elsewhere.) I don't agree with their pay scale and I don't agree with how they treat their employees. There is a brand new Wal-Mart in my town, just opened up on Friday. I thought I would go in there to check it out and get my shopping done. There are specific reasons I'm writing this today though. There are specific reasons why I dislike/loathe Wal-Mart. I shall list them out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Inconvenient as hell&lt;br /&gt;2. Shitty parking&lt;br /&gt;3. Stupid people in the parking lot!!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Things are too far away from each other in the store&lt;br /&gt;5. Stupid people spawn on the bathroom floors.&lt;br /&gt;6. "Check yourself out" lines&lt;br /&gt;7. Wont develop "certain" pictures&lt;br /&gt;8. Poor quality of products&lt;br /&gt;9. Check out people&lt;br /&gt;10. MacDonald's&lt;br /&gt;11. TOO BIG&lt;br /&gt;12. Too many stupid people in too big a place&lt;br /&gt;13. Not enough checkers&lt;br /&gt;14. Too much land&lt;br /&gt;15. Shopping carts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went into Wal-Mart recently to get some pictures developed on the Kodak kiosk thing that is in there. I had gon&lt;a href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/sha0213l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand" height="191" alt="" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/sha0213l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e to the one at CVS but it [fat, insane, bald headed technologist] screwed up my pictures and it took 30 minutes so I thought I'd run to Wal-Mart and do the kiosk that just shoots those bastards out which takes 5 minutes for about 3 pictures. Well the store is brand new like I mentioned, but there weren't a lot of people there. I was suprised to get the spot i got, (186 steps from the entrance; these were right next to the handicapped parking. I tried to go into the center of the store but there are no doors there. You have to go to either side. I hate stores like this. Bad fire escape route planning.) I trotted into the massive store. No directory to tell me where I wanted to go so I started walking. This is like fucking mall of America! Another 3,285,226,66&lt;a href="http://www.alanjohns.fsnet.co.uk/goldmember/fat-bastard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.alanjohns.fsnet.co.uk/goldmember/fat-bastard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1 steps later, I found the photo department. I went there, and this rude fat cow steps in front of me, and starts using the machine I was about to use declaring that the other one is broken. The store has been open three days and the other one is broken. So I stand behind her and kinda peek over her shoulder to find out that she is going to do the Kodak quick print thing of 60 photos. SIXTY! Do you have any idea how long that will take on that stupid Kodak machine?!!?! The machine right next to her does cropping and adjusting much faster, but prints it in one hour through the photo service and would've done all of hers in a lot better quality in the same amount of time for the quantity she had! [edit: when I went to pick up my pictures, i was truly impressed at the quality of the photo. I'm glad i went to the other little kiosk, and i'll actually probably go there to get most of my pictures developed. They did a great job.] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But NOOOO-oo-OOO she had to tie up that machine for an hour with her SIXTY!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/32/43446847_f4caf5a780_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/32/43446847_f4caf5a780_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; same concept is used on check yourself out. It's meant to be a 10 items or less thing, people. Don't go up there with your three shopping carts full of crap for your litter of tit-sucking children and block up the one station that's working so those of us who need bullets, condoms, and gum can get on with our day. Plus, they can't figure out that it is glass and you pass the product over it with the barcode DOWN so that it will scan, so they take 45 minutes on the same&lt;br /&gt;product.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LET THE PROFESSIONALS HANDLE IT IF YOU CANNOT YOU IDIOT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They should have a trap door. If the person that oversees the self checkout stations sees that there is someone with a full shopping cart approaching the check yourself out station, TRAP DOOR WHOOOOSHHH away they go never to be seen again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Someone I know [not me before you ask] once wanted to get a roll of film developed and this person took it to Wal-Mart. This person said, "This roll of film may or may not contain photographs of someone in the nude. Will you throw them away or will you develop?" She said, "We will throw them away." I don't agree with that at all. Even though they are nude photos, they are still the property of the person who is dropping it off, and I don't agree that Wal-Mart has the right to throw it out. They sell vibrators and porno mags, what is the difference other than it's probably more amateur photography?!? It's like saying Wal-Mart doesn't have stock in the manufacturer of your vehicle so they take the hubcaps and crush them… WTF?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I also hate that they are putting MacDonald's' into Wal-Mart. That's just what we need, isn't it folks? (At least in&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/perry_peterson_1999/fat-boys-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" height="165" alt="" src="http://www.geocities.com/perry_peterson_1999/fat-boys-sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the south anyway) have you looked at the average physique and average number of teeth in the head of the average American that shops at Wal-Mart? Do we really need to be encouraging them to eat more?!! AND CRAP none the less! Have you ever noticed how really shitty the fruit section of Wal-Mart is, but everything else food wise is really good? I think that the engineers of Wal-Mart thought that all the walking around the two and a half square mile store would cancel out the fat consumed by the American from MacDonald's, but they forgot about the ARMY of motorized carts [that I always run my knee into.] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hate the shopping carts at Wal-Mart because they are always so big. It's impossible to tell it where you want to go, and nobody walks down the right side of the isle, so if you are walking &lt;a href="http://www.nontoys.com/images/cart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.nontoys.com/images/cart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with a shopping cart, you tend to bang into people or have to try and dodge the other carts in the narrow part of the isle (cuz it has something in the middle) or if you are walking without a shopping cart and want to get where you're going easily and quickly, it's like playing frogger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hop. Hop. Stop. Move 2 down. Hop. Hop. SQUISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LEARN HOW TO WALK IN THE FUCKING STORE YOU MORONS!! IT'S JUST LIKE DRIVING A CAR! Stay on the right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hate how inconvenient it is that I have to walk 3 miles to get to fingernail polish, 2 miles to get to candles, and 5 miles to get to a&lt;a href="http://www.daytonabeachcombers.com/StevePrefontaine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" height="331" alt="" src="http://www.daytonabeachcombers.com/StevePrefontaine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;utomotive. If I just walked to Wal-Mart from my car (since I made it to Wal-Mart in my car, and my car sitting in the parking lot, it's one mile away to the store front), I don't really want to walk an extra 5 to get the oil to put into it. AND if my car has broken down (add 15 miles) and I walk to Wal-Mart, I don't want to add the 3 miles to get to the licorice, dots, and peeps that will make me feel better about my stupid car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And while I know most Wal-Marts are trying to make it so that a person can walk into any Wal-Mart and know exactly where they want to go to get something, all of them are completely different. Some of them are exactly flipped, and some of them are completely bass-akwards. And all of them are entirely too big. Except maybe the older ones like the one here that is closing [so that the new one, which is completely too far and inconvenient for anyone except the fat snobs that live in the nei&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/38490000/jpg/_38490723_inside300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/38490000/jpg/_38490723_inside300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ghboring subdivision, can get all the business and rake in the cash.] So the smaller ones are okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These new ones though, they are like two to four acres big. Where this new one stands once &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=wal+mart+mount+pleasant+sc&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=32.862646,-79.78544&amp;amp;spn=0.008057,0.014462&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=16&amp;amp;om=1"&gt;stood a beautiful little patch of forest.&lt;/a&gt; This seems to happen a lot here. They will tear down a perfectly good habitat for animals and plant life and build a big ass UGLY brick building that will stay empty because the rent is too high. This pisses me off because the location of the older Wal-Mart is perfect. They could've done just as well tearing it down, employing the workers at the 600 other Wal-Marts in the area (that only have 6 checkers per every 100,000 square miles) while they built the new one, and replenished the crap shopping mall [that has no &lt;a href="http://files.meetup.com/238907/middle%20earth%20map%20wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px" height="245" alt="" src="http://files.meetup.com/238907/middle%20earth%20map%20wallpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;operating stores in it] that is next door to the shitty Wal-Mart, and done just fine. In fact, they would've done better because that little mall has more parking, and a circuit city is going in where there once was a Piggly Wiggly. Why do they have to take down the environment unnecessarily?! It's just frustrating because now there are a lot of eagles and hawks that circle over it, and foxes and other animals that have been driven out with NO WHERE to go. There is a big highway that runs right by the Wal-Mart so I'm sure there will be a lot more roadkill on the road in the coming months. How depressing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does suck that Wal-Mart is running a lot of the small business out of town because small businesses are much more convenient. I would much rather go to a quick little st&lt;a href="http://www.capitolhillhistory.org/interviews/2004/haid_sidney-1950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" height="334" alt="" src="http://www.capitolhillhistory.org/interviews/2004/haid_sidney-1950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ore in and out, 5 minutes, with good customer service than a big ugly store that's too difficult to maneuver. Cheaper prices right? If i'm buying a grocery cart of items, i'll take walmart, yes, but If i'm getting post it notes? Give me the little office store that charges me $.50 more. Wal-Mart started out as a small business, and I don't know why it doesn't try harder to work with small businesses instead of just snuffing them out. It's just confusing and frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So you see, it's not that I despise the company because of their political actions, money grubbing owners, or poor business ethics. Or maybe it is. But I would never stand outside a Wal-Mart and picket; I would (had I known sooner that it was being built) probably petitioned for them to use land that already had building on it that could easily been torn down or replaced or remodeled. It's so inconvenient because you have to drive ALLLLLL the way out there(it's about 10 miles away from the closest major intersection), park&lt;a href="http://blog.politicalnonsense.com/images/posts/New_Walmart_Uniforms.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; way the hell away from it, go searching within the 3 square miles of store with a treasure map for your stuff all while fending off old people, fat stupid little kids and their fat stupid hygienically impaired parents, and then waiting in&lt;a href="http://www.campaignleadership.com/blogger/uploaded_images/twinkie-754377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand" height="300" alt="" src="http://www.campaignleadership.com/blogger/uploaded_images/twinkie-754377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; line for 45 minutes while &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a. the checker price checks every box of cookies because the gluttonous family in front of you couldn't wait to open them, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;b. waiting on the fat toothless folk that chased you away from the twinkies with a broom they stole from the cart next to them who are now looking at the glass on the checkout&lt;br /&gt;counter like a dog looks at a mirror, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or C. waiting in line behind the old fucker who's trying to understand the woman who only speaks two words of English, and wondering why she can't tell him the balance on his credit card. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Isn't shopping great? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-882639910856409002?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/882639910856409002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=882639910856409002&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/882639910856409002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/882639910856409002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/09/wallyworld.html' title='WallyWorld'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-3189139421764737838</id><published>2007-09-13T18:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:40:03.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama of a Right Leg and Left Knee</title><content type='html'>So, I was helping Steve epoxy his garage floor, which is sweet by the way. I'll use this lovely tree frog (who thought it would be funny to land on wet epoxy HA HA HA) to model it.  We had to chase him around with badminton rackets to pick him up and free the dragon.  And by we I mean I because Steve decided that it was in his best interest to not touch a frog.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Runc6irWgnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/gaBd7QmaguY/s1600-h/IMG_2245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Runc6irWgnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/gaBd7QmaguY/s320/IMG_2245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109858150527697522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's cute, no? Okay, so it was fun to do the whole thing, it was a lot of work, and it took us 4 days because dry time and what not did vary, but you can see the whole process &lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c279/zoo_berries/Garage/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  And oil is a PAIN IN THE ASS to get off a garage floor, so I suggest if you are wanting to do this, do it to a new house or buy a LOAD of that oil removing stuff. Anyway, at one point or another, there was a spot we missed and so steve rolled it over again, and I had to sprinkle it. Trouble was, I couldn't reach. So in high Baryshnikov/&lt;span style=""&gt; Pavlova move, he grabbed my hand and I leeeeeea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ned out there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;to try and sprinkle.  I g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ot the sprinkle, but I kinda swung around and smacked face first into the wall, dipped my bare knee (i was wearing shorts) itno the epoxy, and then I did a little damage to my other knee:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Runf9CrWgoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GucIsH0xBKU/s1600-h/IMG_2256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Runf9CrWgoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/GucIsH0xBKU/s320/IMG_2256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109861492012253826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we get the garage done, and all is well, and then it starts to rain. Most of the stuff has gone into Steve's&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RuniSSrWgqI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3XCT8K58eNg/s1600-h/IMG_2236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RuniSSrWgqI/AAAAAAAAAHk/3XCT8K58eNg/s200/IMG_2236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109864056107729570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; laundry room and "mud room" (which is definately a sight i should've taken a picture of) and the rest (the crap) has gone into the driveway. His firebird, car, and motorcycle all sit in the drive way You can sortof see it there. Please note the ultra sexy shoes with no socks. I gave him ENDLESS shit about it all night.) Well it just had to start raining.  I suggested to steve that maybe when we were done, he could take the bike to his work and park it there, and I could drive his car to his work and he could drop me off at home and bada-bing, we're good to go.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/5199/stupid4cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 285px;" src="http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/5199/stupid4cc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He jumps on the bike, I get in the car, and we go the 20 some miles to his work (that's important, remember that.) We get to his work, and steve has to park his bike by the garage door, get off his bike, and go unlock the door to get into the building, and then unlock the garage door from the inside. He hops off the bike and starts around the building, and I thought i'd be a good girlfriend and start up the bike and show him how good I was and pull it into the garage. It was on a slope, so I seriously doubted my abilities, but I jumped on the bike anyway, and Kinda grabbed the brake and OMFG MY LEG LANDED ON THE TAILPIPE THAT HAD 26 MILES OF HEAT ATTACHED TO IT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c279/zoo_berries/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2287.jpg"&gt;And this is how I was rewarded for that genius action... &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I cut it for the squeamish. The quarter is so you have something to compare it to.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was a day of being very fucking careful on what i touched (it was covered, don't worry) but it still hurt a lo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.flickr.com/53/137251604_c8ad93c21a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 232px;" src="http://static.flickr.com/53/137251604_c8ad93c21a_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t.  And I was doing my very best all day not to shriek when I bumped it against my other leg or the chair. It's airing out right now because the pharmacist told me it was best to let it air a bit and let it heal enough that it doesn't ooze as much,  and then put the neosporin on it to help keep it from scarring like a BEOTCH. Good news is, that patch of my leg will no longer grow hair, and for the 45 minutes of utter searing pain (we had no ice or coolant or anything, and to steve's credit, he did ask me if i wanted to get some, but i declined and pulled the tough "Naw, i'll walk it off" move) it was worth it to me. I can avoid that place when I shave my legs, and if i ever get my legs waxed, they can't charge me for that square foot of my leg. And I spent most of my night tonight taking care of it, and not doing what I was supposed to be doing, so I'm going to go do that now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-3189139421764737838?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/3189139421764737838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=3189139421764737838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3189139421764737838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/3189139421764737838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/09/drama-of-right-leg-and-left-knee.html' title='Drama of a Right Leg and Left Knee'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/Runc6irWgnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/gaBd7QmaguY/s72-c/IMG_2245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-8794334289111074879</id><published>2007-09-06T19:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T19:35:01.908-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I shall return</title><content type='html'>Ladles and Gentlespoons,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am coming back. I have today written a list of things I want to blog about. It will be about 2 weeks before I'm able to fully blog freely and vivaciously, but I just wanted you to know that GLORIOUS blogging will return again!! WOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-8794334289111074879?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/8794334289111074879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=8794334289111074879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8794334289111074879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8794334289111074879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-shall-return.html' title='I shall return'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-397039489993418666</id><published>2007-08-27T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:40:04.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check it out yo!!!</title><content type='html'>This is really cool. Tonight I went to the beach at about 10:30, and it's a full moon and the tide is coming in. I caught some great photos of the beach with the moon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RtOZR8x4mmI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0RQCbsvrz9Q/s1600-h/IMG_2017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RtOZR8x4mmI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0RQCbsvrz9Q/s320/IMG_2017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103591336393087586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I decided to see what it would be like to take that same photo, but on an open shutter...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RtOZ28x4mnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/jUUsnIjyW20/s1600-h/IMG_2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RtOZ28x4mnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/jUUsnIjyW20/s320/IMG_2025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103591972048247410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a neat effect. I later went down to the water to discover it was DEAD still. No movement at all. So i caught some of that too, also on the long exposure.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RtOaLcx4moI/AAAAAAAAAHE/1cc1f6jxUtA/s1600-h/IMG_2042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RtOaLcx4moI/AAAAAAAAAHE/1cc1f6jxUtA/s320/IMG_2042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103592324235565698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That really is at 10:30 at night. I uploaded them into my &lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c279/zoo_berries/"&gt;photobucket&lt;/a&gt; account, so Check it out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I totally forgot the lunar eclipse. D'OH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-397039489993418666?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/397039489993418666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=397039489993418666&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/397039489993418666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/397039489993418666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/08/check-it-out-yo.html' title='Check it out yo!!!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RtOZR8x4mmI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0RQCbsvrz9Q/s72-c/IMG_2017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-1657874559756895016</id><published>2007-08-15T14:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:40:04.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HTML?!?!?!  Are you kidding me?!!</title><content type='html'>Those of you that know me know that I pride myself on my ability to Type. I type upwards of 70 words per minute, and I'm constantly working to type faster.  That's not to say I don't make any mistakes, because I do, but my pinky finger hits the delete button with such speed that's it's&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.testsonthenet.com/bt/images/woman_at_typewriter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.testsonthenet.com/bt/images/woman_at_typewriter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; blurry and not known to everyone that i even made a mistake in the first place. I recently took a job with a temp agency, and there they tested my typing and I tested at 78wpm with a 98% accuracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this week I decided that I wanted to apply for a job in the school district. A typing test is required, with at least 40WPM, but I'm all about getting the actual score. So i sit for a while and I practice on Mavis Beacon (which is a shit program btw) And then I get ready to take the test. The first time I took it, the proctor stood behind me the entire test and TALKED. He would not shut up. Luckily it was a test I had seen before, and I kept restarting the test (he apparently didn't notice) because he kept saying shit and i'd type it. I understand that in real life applications people talk while you are typing, which is fine. But when you are trying to test, and you have to go a certain speed, it's distracting. The poor girl next to me really struggled. I think everyone was really pissed. So I did that stupid test and came out at 63 WPM. I Was pissed. So i found out that the test was being given the next day at a different location. I took my certificate and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day i show up at the next location and they say, "Well it's not a regulated test. It's different for everyone." Which is bullshit because 2 years ago i took the test there and it was the same over and over. So, I said, okay no problem. It was just me and this other kid typing, and the first time I got a passage from huck finn or something and I got 64 wpm. Not good enough for me, so I went and did the second test and i got a damn POEM!!! A FUCKING POEM!! With nonsense words, as well. I was furious. I got 60 wpm. He said, "I'm sorry I have to take that score. I said, I know, but don't worry. I'll be back monday." At least this guy didn't talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i go back monday, and i sit down, and the lady next to me asks me if i have done this before, and I said "yes, but watch out. Each test is different. Last time I did really bad because I got a poem."  She said, I can't believe that! I said yeah i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.loti.com/then_now/images/fp-typewriter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.loti.com/then_now/images/fp-typewriter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we start out, and of course, what pops up but my favorite nonsense poem. I did 60wpm on that. It was just retarded. The lady next to me, and myself both decided to take it again. So I did, and what else pops up but:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HTML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HTML!!!!! I'm talkin the whole banana! A fucking Web document!!! NOBODY types HTML Fast! NOBODY! (The lady next to me practiced it before the actual test, and it slowed her down to 15wpm (from 40) because she made one mistake, and you can't delete, so she was screwed. But that was in practice.) She got Huck Finn on the second test, and I got fucking HTML in the final thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Elizabeth, what was your score on HTML?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58wpm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is not bad, especially for HTML, but it's not good for a typing test either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still mad. I just don't see how this is fair. It's retarded. People who are advanced are getting simple easy shit, and people who are beginner are getting POEMS!  I think it should be regulated to be the same test for everyone so it's accurate. It's just ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i just took this test today.  It's not official, but it makes me feel a little worse that I had to turn in stinky ol' 63wpm to the school district. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RsNugvCb3oI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Fp_BcvSHmgg/s1600-h/86wpm.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RsNugvCb3oI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Fp_BcvSHmgg/s400/86wpm.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099040711775084162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-1657874559756895016?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/1657874559756895016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=1657874559756895016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1657874559756895016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1657874559756895016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/08/html-are-you-kidding-me.html' title='HTML?!?!?!  Are you kidding me?!!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RsNugvCb3oI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Fp_BcvSHmgg/s72-c/86wpm.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-1973642035285950143</id><published>2007-08-12T18:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T18:38:46.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny</title><content type='html'>I dont post stuff like this very often, but it's dads like this that beat the shit out of their kids that really teach them a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="392" width="464"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.break.com/MzQ3NDI0"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.break.com/MzQ3NDI0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="392" width="464"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.break.com/rushhour3/man-vs-kids-part2.html"&gt;Man Vs Kids Part 2&lt;/a&gt; - Watch more &lt;a href="http://www.break.com/"&gt;free videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go kids! I don't think child protective services needed to be called. I think the kids have things under control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-1973642035285950143?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/1973642035285950143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=1973642035285950143&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1973642035285950143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/1973642035285950143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/08/funny.html' title='Funny'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-8718043764583888955</id><published>2007-08-10T07:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:40:04.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAAAAAAA!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so maybe i need a new [external] hard drive to store some shit on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RrxqKvCb3mI/AAAAAAAAAGc/73G_dLxOC4Y/s1600-h/LOW+DISK+OMGOHNO%21.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RrxqKvCb3mI/AAAAAAAAAGc/73G_dLxOC4Y/s400/LOW+DISK+OMGOHNO%21.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097065610934476386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OH NO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-8718043764583888955?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/8718043764583888955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=8718043764583888955&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8718043764583888955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/8718043764583888955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/08/aaaaaaaaa.html' title='AAAAAAAAA!'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PKT4NZqEuSE/RrxqKvCb3mI/AAAAAAAAAGc/73G_dLxOC4Y/s72-c/LOW+DISK+OMGOHNO%21.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-4897716531636860549</id><published>2007-08-09T23:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:44:17.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry everyone. Still here, just kinda busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's late, and i'm tired, i'll just say this. I LOVE my camera!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c279/zoo_berries/IMG_1598.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-4897716531636860549?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/4897716531636860549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=4897716531636860549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/4897716531636860549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/4897716531636860549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/08/sorry-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13602777.post-2105127918082214540</id><published>2007-07-29T20:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T20:50:50.167-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Check it out</title><content type='html'>Check out BEA running around. I discovered time lapse on my new camera. I've had a lot of fun with it, but I've got to take better time lapse before I post it all.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid29.photobucket.com/albums/c279/zoo_berries/2e3fa4f7.flv" height="361" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13602777-2105127918082214540?l=mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/feeds/2105127918082214540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13602777&amp;postID=2105127918082214540&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/2105127918082214540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13602777/posts/default/2105127918082214540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrsjesusandtheturtle.blogspot.com/2007/07/check-it-out.html' title='Check it out'/><author><name>Scarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01383579846259677109</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/_PKT4NZqEuSE/SjWqFRCCqbI/AAAAAAAAA5E/1JaZ2OsrKhk/S220/IMG_1159.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
