<?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-629595080232851749</id><updated>2011-08-09T17:33:20.753-07:00</updated><category term='Sunday circular ads'/><category term='movie'/><category term='Fleetwood Mac'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Random photo'/><category term='Movie review'/><category term='cult classic'/><category term='entertainment'/><category term='Music'/><category term='graffiti'/><category term='concert'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Spam'/><category term='X-Men'/><title type='text'>Blathering Blatherskites!</title><subtitle type='html'>A bit of this, a dash of that.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-6762970609984206804</id><published>2011-08-07T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T21:35:45.417-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Random sketch 8-7-11</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a looong ass time since I've posted anything on here and not sure if anyone read this in the first place. Hmmm...I don't get hate or fan mail. Anyway I'm working on a big project but I made this sketch when I was messing with Sketchbook Pro and thought I'd share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6BlbAlMV_tE/Tj9nf270IVI/AAAAAAAAARQ/kWpKmIi8tRY/s1600/RandomGuy-8-7-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6BlbAlMV_tE/Tj9nf270IVI/AAAAAAAAARQ/kWpKmIi8tRY/s320/RandomGuy-8-7-12.jpg" width="305" /&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/629595080232851749-6762970609984206804?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/6762970609984206804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2011/08/random-sketch-8-7-11.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/6762970609984206804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/6762970609984206804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2011/08/random-sketch-8-7-11.html' title='Random sketch 8-7-11'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6BlbAlMV_tE/Tj9nf270IVI/AAAAAAAAARQ/kWpKmIi8tRY/s72-c/RandomGuy-8-7-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-5176470332594163733</id><published>2010-11-10T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T18:47:45.591-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday circular ads'/><title type='text'>Mollie</title><content type='html'>There are no words for this. No words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TNtZMIWTRtI/AAAAAAAAAQk/JM3-yTs8zyk/s1600/Mollie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TNtZMIWTRtI/AAAAAAAAAQk/JM3-yTs8zyk/s320/Mollie.jpg" width="320" /&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/629595080232851749-5176470332594163733?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/5176470332594163733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/11/mollie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5176470332594163733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5176470332594163733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/11/mollie.html' title='Mollie'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TNtZMIWTRtI/AAAAAAAAAQk/JM3-yTs8zyk/s72-c/Mollie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-9065032512979793663</id><published>2010-11-03T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T21:00:00.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Gimme a hand!</title><content type='html'>I drew this at lunch the other day and thought it was decent. I'll have to make some more exciting artwork for the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TNIvsTnDUBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Uav1LozUJtE/s1600/Hand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TNIvsTnDUBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Uav1LozUJtE/s320/Hand.jpg" width="207" /&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/629595080232851749-9065032512979793663?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/9065032512979793663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/11/gimme-hand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/9065032512979793663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/9065032512979793663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/11/gimme-hand.html' title='Gimme a hand!'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TNIvsTnDUBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Uav1LozUJtE/s72-c/Hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-5540925973220131315</id><published>2010-10-08T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T14:34:24.967-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><title type='text'>5 Signs You’re creating an Adult Contemporary hit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;I was&amp;nbsp;&lt;s&gt;listening&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;subjected to the classic adult contemporary hit,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/She%27s_Like_the_Wind"&gt;She's Like the Wind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Patrick Swayze and wondered how you know you’re creating a “lite” rock, adult contemporary power ballad before it's even released. Here’s a list of warning signs:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TK-BnxUzgJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/urnxxMjbeUQ/s1600/0073yv.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TK-BnxUzgJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/urnxxMjbeUQ/s200/0073yv.jpg" width="161" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0.5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;1.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;Your song features sultry saxophoing and/or synthesized beats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This seems to be one of the underlying musical currents of lite pop hits. Notables include, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=idvnG3_PIYg"&gt;Phil Collins&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EGtTblTR0YU"&gt;Kenny G&lt;/a&gt;, Anita Baker and of course the aforementioned &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yfg97-5uhFQ"&gt;Swayze&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0.5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0.5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;2.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;You’re teaming up with Linda Ronstadt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;(This advice applies especially to Aaron Neville).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;You may be crafting a&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=soO0CMnU9Bo"&gt;song&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and thinking to yourself, “the pop vocals of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tSvU1qEoSDc"&gt;Linda Ronstadt&lt;/a&gt; blended with mine are just what this song needs”. Wrong. Teaming up with Ms. Ronstadt may sound like a good idea but it’s a one way road to the adult contemporary charts. Despite her solo accomplishments Linda is a perennial fixture of lite &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oQvbuKLQHoE&amp;amp;p=94C749368F7A9DAB&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;index=43"&gt;rock&lt;/a&gt;. You’re more likely to hear &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Somewhere_Out_There_(James_Horner_song)"&gt;Ronstadt&lt;/a&gt; vocals at a dentist’s office than you are a drill.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TK-B0qCrn1I/AAAAAAAAAQY/X0nmC1w_Gzg/s1600/linda+ronstadt2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TK-B0qCrn1I/AAAAAAAAAQY/X0nmC1w_Gzg/s200/linda+ronstadt2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0.5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0.5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;3.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;Whimsical imagery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;If your song includes whimsical ideas like sailing, balloon rides, summer days, or how cute your child is then you my friend are writing an adult contemporary hit. It’s a proven fact there’s nothing adults love more than whimsy so incorporating it to music is like crack to them. Examples include; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Summer_Breeze_%28song%29"&gt;Summer Breeze&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Butterfly_Kisses_%28song%29"&gt;Butterfly Kisses&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orinoco_Flow"&gt;Sail Away&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RV-Z1YwaOiw"&gt;I Hope You Dance&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0.5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TK-Jmno33eI/AAAAAAAAAQc/BXksjBIHQn8/s1600/milestones-unicorn.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TK-Jmno33eI/AAAAAAAAAQc/BXksjBIHQn8/s200/milestones-unicorn.jpeg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0.5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0.5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;4.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;It’s on the soundtrack of an 80’s comedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;. What is it about 80’s comedies that inspired such sappy love songs? I guess the 1980’s were a complex time when comedy needed that extra bit of drama and melancholy to “bring it home”. After all, this was the decade that created the “very special episodes” of otherwise comedic TV shows. Examples of sappy power ballads inserted into comedies include; include &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1wDDjVPJ73A"&gt;Tootsie&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NDYAXKM828U"&gt;Arthur&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cVr2eOBmo_U"&gt;An American Tail&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(bonus points—it features Linda Ronstadt!),&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YC2Q3FdpX6I"&gt;Scrooged&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0.5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0.5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;5.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;You’re &lt;a href="http://www.aaronneville.com/"&gt;Aaron Neville&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;. Maybe his time in &lt;a href="http://answers.encyclopedia.com/question/why-aaron-neville-jail-430752.html"&gt;prison&lt;/a&gt; made him get in touch with his softer side. Everything he sings has an adult rock affectation He can even &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IRczuT-OFxk&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;cover songs&lt;/a&gt; and make them lite. Examples include; &lt;a href="http://www.ilike.com/artist/Aaron+Neville/track/Betcha+By+Golly%2C+Wow"&gt;Betcha By Golly, Wow&lt;/a&gt;, &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.56.com/u37/v_MjY1MzIzNzg.html"&gt;Everybody Plays the Fool&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=soO0CMnU9Bo"&gt;Don't Know Much&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Extra bonus, one of several duets with Linda Ronstadt! Together they form an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;unbeatable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;force of adult contemporary fury).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0.5in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;On the plus side is the fact you’re writing a hit song however, know that it will be primarily heard by people strapped to chairs during teeth cleanings, at work or waiting to see a doctor. Not the best context for your creation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;Special shout out to the king of adult contemporary, Lionel Richie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;All of his songs are lite rock hits so there's really no way he's unaware of what he's making. Same for&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtvmusic.com/artist/marx_richard/videos/114766/hold_on_to_the_nights"&gt;Richard Marx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a class="BLOGGER-object-element tr_noresize tr_placeholder" data-original-id="BLOGGER_object_164" href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Cimg%20src=" http:="" id="BLOGGER_object_164" img2.blogblog.com="" img="" style="background-color: #b2b2b2; height: &amp;quot;385&amp;quot;px; width: &amp;quot;480&amp;quot;px;" video_object.png"="" www.blogger.comhttp:=""&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b_ILDFp5DGA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/b_ILDFp5DGA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-5540925973220131315?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/5540925973220131315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/10/5-signs-youre-creating-adult.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5540925973220131315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5540925973220131315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/10/5-signs-youre-creating-adult.html' title='5 Signs You’re creating an Adult Contemporary hit'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TK-BnxUzgJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/urnxxMjbeUQ/s72-c/0073yv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-534587891782068261</id><published>2010-09-21T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T19:51:19.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's how the copy for this ad should read</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;This season why flatter your figure when you can hide it? This cozy fleece pantsuit sends the message that you value comfort over all else and can't be bothered to operate modern day nuisances like buttons and zippers. Who needs 'em?! Perfect for a day filled with watching daytime TV, compulsive eating and periods of uncontrollable crying. If this snazzy ensemble can't make the model look good just imagine how you'll look in it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TJlvIH7u4EI/AAAAAAAAAQM/0VltLEjysxw/s1600/Jazzysuit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TJlvIH7u4EI/AAAAAAAAAQM/0VltLEjysxw/s320/Jazzysuit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-534587891782068261?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/534587891782068261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/09/heres-how-copy-for-this-ad-should-read.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/534587891782068261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/534587891782068261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/09/heres-how-copy-for-this-ad-should-read.html' title='Here&apos;s how the copy for this ad should read'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TJlvIH7u4EI/AAAAAAAAAQM/0VltLEjysxw/s72-c/Jazzysuit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-4050627365187748051</id><published>2010-08-17T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T19:50:33.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexual harassment is not a laughing matter.</title><content type='html'>So last week I took an online sexual harassment training class at work and it while it was dull and too long it was also really funny. I removed any mention of my workplace. Now why don't you put on that sexy mini skirt and&amp;nbsp;check out these screens from the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TGtI2MJDHlI/AAAAAAAAAP4/rU9L4AA_PvU/s1600/sexualharassment.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TGtI2MJDHlI/AAAAAAAAAP4/rU9L4AA_PvU/s320/sexualharassment.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe John's onto something. Perhaps we should more equally distribute our gays among America's great city like a fabulous and fierce natural resource. There could be children in the cornfields who need makeovers and don't have a local gay to help them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TGtI6lQuDzI/AAAAAAAAAP8/aSHeLnIo9Nw/s1600/sexualharassment_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TGtI6lQuDzI/AAAAAAAAAP8/aSHeLnIo9Nw/s320/sexualharassment_2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's so messed up I don't know where to begin. Everyone knows Eduardo prefers to be called an"uneducated Latino".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TGtI-eDtNUI/AAAAAAAAAQA/MlizzYyl5EA/s1600/sexualharassment_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TGtI-eDtNUI/AAAAAAAAAQA/MlizzYyl5EA/s320/sexualharassment_3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The correct answer was D, White people are selfish and greedy. Who let Roberto into the last secret meeting?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-4050627365187748051?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/4050627365187748051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/08/sexual-harassment-is-not-laughing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/4050627365187748051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/4050627365187748051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/08/sexual-harassment-is-not-laughing.html' title='Sexual harassment is not a laughing matter.'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TGtI2MJDHlI/AAAAAAAAAP4/rU9L4AA_PvU/s72-c/sexualharassment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-8126105436568528002</id><published>2010-08-05T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T17:41:25.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday circular ads'/><title type='text'>This is owl you need for protection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Who wants an old fashioned scarecrow when you can protect your garden with this freakish owl like thing! This "life-like" owl hoots to scare away the dumbest of nature's vegetarians from your garden and can also be placed at your front door to greet "visitors in a fun, original way". Entering a house with this "very attractive and realistic design" tells your guests that you are not only a satanic owl-worshipping cult member but also have very poor taste in décor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TFtZ_CcykLI/AAAAAAAAAPw/plM66DfvYCk/s1600/Owl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TFtZ_CcykLI/AAAAAAAAAPw/plM66DfvYCk/s320/Owl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owl will protect you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-8126105436568528002?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/8126105436568528002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-owl-you-need-for-protection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/8126105436568528002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/8126105436568528002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-owl-you-need-for-protection.html' title='This is owl you need for protection'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TFtZ_CcykLI/AAAAAAAAAPw/plM66DfvYCk/s72-c/Owl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-7475408557978558696</id><published>2010-07-20T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T14:14:38.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Sneak preview of Queen of New England</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;I'm heading to San Diego for Comic Con International and bringing issue one of the new monthly comic which I hope to get published. It's called &lt;i&gt;Queen of New England&lt;/i&gt; and follows the adventures of a spunky young woman who is the black sheep of her prestigious family and trying to carve her own path in life. I thought I'd share the first page here and hopefully this is only the beginning. Caution for anyone easily offended, there is some foul language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TEYRtuhzNgI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Y4CRtBAJv30/s1600/OofNE_lores.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TEYRtuhzNgI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Y4CRtBAJv30/s320/OofNE_lores.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-7475408557978558696?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/7475408557978558696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/07/sneak-preview-of-queen-of-new-england.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7475408557978558696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7475408557978558696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/07/sneak-preview-of-queen-of-new-england.html' title='Sneak preview of Queen of New England'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TEYRtuhzNgI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Y4CRtBAJv30/s72-c/OofNE_lores.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-1632639787402844806</id><published>2010-07-20T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T13:59:40.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panda says...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;Remember kids panda says, “stretching makes you more flexible!” The more flexible you are the more delicious soy sauce covered foods you can fit in your belly!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TEYOMDf_XpI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hC3XuY1QlAU/s1600/PandaSays_StretchingMakes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TEYOMDf_XpI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hC3XuY1QlAU/s320/PandaSays_StretchingMakes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks to Caitlin for showing me this great sauce packet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-1632639787402844806?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/1632639787402844806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/07/panda-says.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1632639787402844806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1632639787402844806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/07/panda-says.html' title='Panda says...'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TEYOMDf_XpI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hC3XuY1QlAU/s72-c/PandaSays_StretchingMakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-9129903351469576785</id><published>2010-07-06T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T18:01:00.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday circular ads'/><title type='text'>Native ornamentation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;The Bradford Exchange brings us this ornament of a race of people who have been all but eradicated but their ability to make money lives on. Whether you love Native American imagery or some lingering guilt over their slaughter compels you to buy anything bearing their likeness—this is just the thing for you! What could be more graceful than vaguely Native American people adorning your Christmas tree or just hanging around daily? No portions of the proceeds will go towards any sort of charity or reservation so you can feel even better about your purchase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TDPRnFu81UI/AAAAAAAAAPI/sRY8DxQPTA4/s1600/IndianOrnament.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TDPRnFu81UI/AAAAAAAAAPI/sRY8DxQPTA4/s320/IndianOrnament.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Corbel, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-9129903351469576785?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/9129903351469576785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/07/native-ornamentation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/9129903351469576785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/9129903351469576785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/07/native-ornamentation.html' title='Native ornamentation'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TDPRnFu81UI/AAAAAAAAAPI/sRY8DxQPTA4/s72-c/IndianOrnament.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-8245797815065990797</id><published>2010-06-12T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T20:23:26.285-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday circular ads'/><title type='text'>Why get dressed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;This is perfect for those days when you're trying to for that, I-haven't-left-the-house-all-day look. It tells the world that you're a free spirit, not confined by fashion or the cultural norms of getting dressed. Whoever wrote the ad copy gets you and notes how it's "perfect for lounging or entertaining at home--even candlelight dinners". Indeed if you're wearing this "figure-flattering" frock around the house you probably look best in candlelight so live it up girl! It's not a muumuu, it's a statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TBRO9uuCi5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/xV3KwR_rJGM/s1600/20100607110019804.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TBRO9uuCi5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/xV3KwR_rJGM/s320/20100607110019804.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-8245797815065990797?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/8245797815065990797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-get-dressed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/8245797815065990797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/8245797815065990797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-get-dressed.html' title='Why get dressed?'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/TBRO9uuCi5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/xV3KwR_rJGM/s72-c/20100607110019804.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-7172390600188896331</id><published>2010-05-30T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T17:52:16.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><title type='text'>Awesome video</title><content type='html'>This is a great song and the video is pretty dope too. Check it out all you awesome people out there!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OYws8biwOYc&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;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/OYws8biwOYc&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/629595080232851749-7172390600188896331?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/7172390600188896331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/05/awesome-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7172390600188896331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7172390600188896331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/05/awesome-video.html' title='Awesome video'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-2236756000898428114</id><published>2010-05-27T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T20:04:28.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Why Ellen, why?</title><content type='html'>Have you seen these new Cisco ads with Ellen Page? They shoehorned Ellen Page into ads about Cisco systems technology featuring people who seem to care even less about Ellen Page being in the ads than the viewer. Is there some connection to Ellen and business technology that I just don't see? Was there a big conference call scene in &lt;i&gt;Juno&lt;/i&gt; that I missed or was telecommunication a bigger part of &lt;i&gt;Hard Candy&lt;/i&gt; than I realized?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://videolounge.cisco.com/video/field-trip/"&gt;Click to witness the awkwardness that is Ellen Page and Cisco.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-2236756000898428114?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/2236756000898428114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/05/why-ellen-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/2236756000898428114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/2236756000898428114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/05/why-ellen-why.html' title='Why Ellen, why?'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-5753021049395737408</id><published>2010-05-26T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T17:47:40.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell them they're old without saying a word</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;I don't picture a lot of people buying this for themselves, I think it's more of a gift item. This is something you buy for a loved one to say to them, "you're ready for the nursing home", without actually having to say it. It's also a nice way of saying, "you're as cute as a baby and a messy eater like a baby, so wear this fucking bib". Nothing could be more heartfelt and considerate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S_3BIQaF24I/AAAAAAAAAO4/ECDzXJuhoM0/s1600/BibLady.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S_3BIQaF24I/AAAAAAAAAO4/ECDzXJuhoM0/s320/BibLady.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-5753021049395737408?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/5753021049395737408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/05/tell-them-theyre-old-without-saying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5753021049395737408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5753021049395737408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/05/tell-them-theyre-old-without-saying.html' title='Tell them they&apos;re old without saying a word'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S_3BIQaF24I/AAAAAAAAAO4/ECDzXJuhoM0/s72-c/BibLady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-8653913579259604312</id><published>2010-05-26T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T17:34:25.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of the mack</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lapse in posts to my faithful reader (whoever you are). I moved earlier this month and was packing before that so my blog has taken a backseat. I hope to have more posts and exciting adventures to share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-8653913579259604312?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/8653913579259604312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/05/return-of-mack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/8653913579259604312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/8653913579259604312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/05/return-of-mack.html' title='Return of the mack'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-4679173162906268004</id><published>2010-03-07T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T19:51:30.979-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie review'/><title type='text'>Movie review—Shutter Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S5Rz8NLXTFI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vx2oYCbIoio/s1600-h/shutter_island_missing_movie_poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S5Rz8NLXTFI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vx2oYCbIoio/s320/shutter_island_missing_movie_poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #003366; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;This isn't a terrible movie but it's not amazing either. From the overbearing score at the beginning to the over-explanation at the end this movie is a cinematic bludgeoning. Scorsese ditches subtlety and instead makes sure the audience "gets it" by explaining to the point of absurdity and boredom. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #003366; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #003366; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;This isn't to say the movie doesn't have merit. The acting is superb and much of the movie is beautifully shot with an artistic eye and palette.   I liked some of the film noir elements and the homages to Hitchcock were nice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #003366; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #003366; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;In summary this is an enjoyable movie if you want some cheap thrills but overall not one of Scorsese's best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-4679173162906268004?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/4679173162906268004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/03/movie-reviewshutter-island.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/4679173162906268004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/4679173162906268004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/03/movie-reviewshutter-island.html' title='Movie review—Shutter Island'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S5Rz8NLXTFI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vx2oYCbIoio/s72-c/shutter_island_missing_movie_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-599702265415266953</id><published>2010-03-01T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T19:19:16.574-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Lunch Drawing 3-1-10</title><content type='html'>Yeesh I didn't post at all last month huh? Here's another drawing I did at lunch. It's more of a sketch than anything. I've been busy working on my next comicbook project but I hope to add more stuff soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S4yDiOH-ALI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g6TxE9E33_g/s1600-h/LunchDrawing-3-1-10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S4yDiOH-ALI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g6TxE9E33_g/s320/LunchDrawing-3-1-10.jpg" /&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/629595080232851749-599702265415266953?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/599702265415266953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/03/lunch-drawing-3-1-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/599702265415266953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/599702265415266953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/03/lunch-drawing-3-1-10.html' title='Lunch Drawing 3-1-10'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S4yDiOH-ALI/AAAAAAAAAOo/g6TxE9E33_g/s72-c/LunchDrawing-3-1-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-1248542681991660383</id><published>2010-02-01T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T17:24:57.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch Drawing 1-29-10</title><content type='html'>This is a rough sketch I did at work last week. It's a scene from the comic I'm working on so I thought I'd share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S2d-3Y9BoTI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uo5XyXMoTZY/s1600-h/LunchDrawing-1-29-10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S2d-3Y9BoTI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uo5XyXMoTZY/s320/LunchDrawing-1-29-10.jpg" /&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/629595080232851749-1248542681991660383?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/1248542681991660383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/02/lunch-drawing-1-29-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1248542681991660383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1248542681991660383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/02/lunch-drawing-1-29-10.html' title='Lunch Drawing 1-29-10'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S2d-3Y9BoTI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uo5XyXMoTZY/s72-c/LunchDrawing-1-29-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-4522894598340568445</id><published>2010-01-21T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T17:46:48.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year, old work.</title><content type='html'>Happy new year faithful blog reader! I realize January is more than halfway over but I've been busy working on my next comicbook project. Once I have some of it scanned I'll post it. In the meantime I've dipped into my archives so here is some of my artwork from &amp;nbsp;college. Comment if you like it and want to see more. I've got more where this came from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like it and happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;E is for embryo&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S1kByp0KJLI/AAAAAAAAANs/9tCpuo_oq7E/s1600-h/embryo_Lo_res.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S1kByp0KJLI/AAAAAAAAANs/9tCpuo_oq7E/s320/embryo_Lo_res.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S1kByp0KJLI/AAAAAAAAANs/9tCpuo_oq7E/s1600-h/embryo_Lo_res.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Self portrait&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S1kB9Vx7gXI/AAAAAAAAAOE/B4twOQBo4Ys/s1600-h/self+portrait-lo_res.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S1kB9Vx7gXI/AAAAAAAAAOE/B4twOQBo4Ys/s320/self+portrait-lo_res.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Maze&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S1kCIJrQ0nI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Wda21AGf3GE/s1600-h/mazefinal3_Lo_res.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S1kCIJrQ0nI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Wda21AGf3GE/s320/mazefinal3_Lo_res.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S1kCIJrQ0nI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Wda21AGf3GE/s1600-h/mazefinal3_Lo_res.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Gluttony&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S1kCLrn1kdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/JpAw4uMtpQs/s1600-h/Gluttony_loRes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S1kCLrn1kdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/JpAw4uMtpQs/s320/Gluttony_loRes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-4522894598340568445?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/4522894598340568445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-old-work.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/4522894598340568445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/4522894598340568445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-old-work.html' title='New year, old work.'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/S1kByp0KJLI/AAAAAAAAANs/9tCpuo_oq7E/s72-c/embryo_Lo_res.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-7977791930083744353</id><published>2009-12-20T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:11:41.626-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Movie review—Avatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #333333; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Seeing as I had nothing better to do on Friday night and thought I would give into the Hollywood hype machine, I went to my local multiplex and went to see Avatar. First off I would recommend seeing it in 3D because it was filmed with the intention of be viewed in 3D.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This is a visual feast from the very beginning and you're thrown right into the storyline from the get go, getting filled in with details along the way. The basic plot is that humans are greedy and selfish and after destroying Earth they set to space to colonize and strip mine other planets. The natives of the planet they're after now aren't so friendly so they create avatars that allow them to look like the locals and try to assimilate. Of course there are kind hearted humans who take the moral high ground and try to help the natives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;There are some really great battle scenes &amp;nbsp;and the special effects are done masterfully. I was really skeptical about the blue, 10 feet tall avatars but they really look and feel natural. After awhile you begin to prefer watching the CGI over the real human footage. However it makes you wonder why they didn't just animate the whole damn movie and save a couple hundred million. If the point of creating a movie wouldn't that have been just as effective? Perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #333333; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #333333; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In summary, this was an enjoyable parable of a movie that dazzles you with special effects and an engrossing storyline but leaves you wondering if it was worth all the fuss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sy69JO9_oII/AAAAAAAAANk/tQ7JRxhjJMU/s1600-h/wallpaper_09_800x600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sy69JO9_oII/AAAAAAAAANk/tQ7JRxhjJMU/s320/wallpaper_09_800x600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-7977791930083744353?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/7977791930083744353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/12/movie-reviewavatar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7977791930083744353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7977791930083744353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/12/movie-reviewavatar.html' title='Movie review—Avatar'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sy69JO9_oII/AAAAAAAAANk/tQ7JRxhjJMU/s72-c/wallpaper_09_800x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-1341375210538401941</id><published>2009-12-01T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:23:29.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glasslock is a lock</title><content type='html'>Last week I received a set of 8 &lt;a href="http://www.csnstores.com/Kinetic-01351-KTC1083.html"&gt;Glasslock&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;containers from my friends at &lt;a href="http://www.csnstores.com/"&gt;CSN Stores&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and they kick ass! It's a bit heavier toting leftovers for lunch to work but it's nice to know that I'm not being slowly killed by dioxins and nasty chemicals being leeched into my food by plastic. They're also a great gift idea for anyone who's sick of being buried under mismatched plastic food containers so consider them for the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SxXrstUXBlI/AAAAAAAAANc/7_Wpzrnw3Kw/s1600-h/IMG_1031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SxXrstUXBlI/AAAAAAAAANc/7_Wpzrnw3Kw/s320/IMG_1031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the other great housewares, &lt;a href="http://www.diningroomsdirect.com/"&gt;dining room furniture&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and other products available at CSN.com too. Their selection is immense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SxXqoglJczI/AAAAAAAAANU/HYb72SnvgO4/s1600-h/IMG_1032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SxXqoglJczI/AAAAAAAAANU/HYb72SnvgO4/s320/IMG_1032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-1341375210538401941?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/1341375210538401941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/12/glasslock-is-lock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1341375210538401941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1341375210538401941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/12/glasslock-is-lock.html' title='Glasslock is a lock'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SxXrstUXBlI/AAAAAAAAANc/7_Wpzrnw3Kw/s72-c/IMG_1031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-3382371157944769221</id><published>2009-11-26T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T19:25:39.415-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Some sketches</title><content type='html'>I thought I'd share a few sketches that I've been doing as begin my next comic book. Hands are really my weak point so I'm trying to work on them. The guy isn't a character, just a random doodle (dude-le?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sw9GI9YpKWI/AAAAAAAAAM0/HW2uVdCsmnM/s1600/Handstudy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sw9GI9YpKWI/AAAAAAAAAM0/HW2uVdCsmnM/s320/Handstudy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sw9GMazgT-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/CdoSkiww0q0/s1600/Phone_study-lores.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sw9GMazgT-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/CdoSkiww0q0/s320/Phone_study-lores.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sw9GqH3eYsI/AAAAAAAAANE/Y-jv7hHWVgA/s1600/Guy_11-23-09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sw9GqH3eYsI/AAAAAAAAANE/Y-jv7hHWVgA/s320/Guy_11-23-09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-3382371157944769221?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/3382371157944769221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-sketches.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/3382371157944769221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/3382371157944769221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-sketches.html' title='Some sketches'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sw9GI9YpKWI/AAAAAAAAAM0/HW2uVdCsmnM/s72-c/Handstudy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-2177572716211631098</id><published>2009-11-26T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T16:41:30.848-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>I'm thankful for...</title><content type='html'>This year I'm thankful for having a blog reader, so thank you whoever you are. Ha ha. I'm also thankful for Lady Gaga and the tickets I have to see her in January. Where would the world be without euphemisms like "disco stick"? This is one crizazy beyotch and I wouldn't have her any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ACm9yECwSso&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/ACm9yECwSso&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&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/629595080232851749-2177572716211631098?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/2177572716211631098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-thankful-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/2177572716211631098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/2177572716211631098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-thankful-for.html' title='I&apos;m thankful for...'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-1694205095087230958</id><published>2009-11-23T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T17:59:13.697-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Lunch Drawing 11-23-09</title><content type='html'>Here's a drawing I did at lunch today. I used to be better about sketching at lunch and haven't as much lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sws9wzy4FpI/AAAAAAAAAMs/um9J8edLd1M/s1600/LunchDrawing_11-23-09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sws9wzy4FpI/AAAAAAAAAMs/um9J8edLd1M/s320/LunchDrawing_11-23-09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-1694205095087230958?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/1694205095087230958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/11/lunch-drawing-11-23-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1694205095087230958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1694205095087230958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/11/lunch-drawing-11-23-09.html' title='Lunch Drawing 11-23-09'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sws9wzy4FpI/AAAAAAAAAMs/um9J8edLd1M/s72-c/LunchDrawing_11-23-09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-4322163429207774298</id><published>2009-11-16T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:45:25.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinkade strikes again</title><content type='html'>"The Painter of Light" is at it again, making schlocky art and attaching his name to consumer crap. The holidays are just around the corner and you may ask yourself, "how do I find the time to decorate a tree in the style of Thomas Kinkade's paintings?!" Well now everyone does. You just pull up this tree and voila, instant Kinkade-ification! Whether you celebrate Christmas, Hanukkah, or have sold your soul to the "Painter of Light", your bases are covered with this bastardization of all things good and holy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SwIAF0gtMTI/AAAAAAAAAMc/8W5NDPih1Uw/s1600/ThomasKinkadeTree_lores.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SwIAF0gtMTI/AAAAAAAAAMc/8W5NDPih1Uw/s320/ThomasKinkadeTree_lores.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WARNING: Don't electrocute yourself while plugging it in—Thomas Kinkade needs you alive to buy more stuff with his whimiscal wonderlands on them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SwIALHUSkPI/AAAAAAAAAMk/cx5SxH45JZE/s1600/KinkadeTree-Closeup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SwIALHUSkPI/AAAAAAAAAMk/cx5SxH45JZE/s320/KinkadeTree-Closeup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-4322163429207774298?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/4322163429207774298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/11/kinkade-strikes-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/4322163429207774298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/4322163429207774298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/11/kinkade-strikes-again.html' title='Kinkade strikes again'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SwIAF0gtMTI/AAAAAAAAAMc/8W5NDPih1Uw/s72-c/ThomasKinkadeTree_lores.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-5040229918543542206</id><published>2009-11-16T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:37:19.575-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday circular ads'/><title type='text'>The Kiss of Death!</title><content type='html'>Who doesn't love chocolate and those little representatives of candy love—the Hershey's Kiss!? Well you may not love them if you receive this lame ass Hershey's Kiss music box as a gift. Forget it if you've got a son, this one comes inscribed with "Kisses for My Daughter" and it's for the ladies. When you open this candy-less Trojan Horse Kiss it plays "Your Are So Beautiful". I guess it's to tell your daughter how much she reminds you of a big bottomed blob of chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SwH94o25XCI/AAAAAAAAAMU/PtAcnk530L0/s1600/HersheysKiss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SwH94o25XCI/AAAAAAAAAMU/PtAcnk530L0/s320/HersheysKiss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Personally I'd rather have chocolate but maybe that's just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-5040229918543542206?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/5040229918543542206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/11/kiss-of-death.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5040229918543542206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5040229918543542206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/11/kiss-of-death.html' title='The Kiss of Death!'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SwH94o25XCI/AAAAAAAAAMU/PtAcnk530L0/s72-c/HersheysKiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-4691151844640376620</id><published>2009-11-11T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T17:23:34.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming soon...</title><content type='html'>Be on the lookout for some more musings on ridiculous ads and artwork that I hope to post. In addition I'm going to post a review of some great looking reusable glass food containers that I ordered from CSNStores.com. Not only do they have amazing living room and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.diningroomsdirect.com/"&gt;dining room furniture&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;but they have housewears too. I love the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.csnstores.com/Herman-Miller-%AE-IN50-HML1169.html"&gt;Noguchi coffee table&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on CSNstores.com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very afraid of dioxines leaking into my food so I hope these glass containers fix thee problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-4691151844640376620?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/4691151844640376620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/11/coming-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/4691151844640376620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/4691151844640376620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/11/coming-soon.html' title='Coming soon...'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-8856534670907988058</id><published>2009-11-11T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T20:34:26.361-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday circular ads'/><title type='text'>33 Problems and a wish ain't one</title><content type='html'>Who hasn't made a wish and hoped it would come true? Well with Maria Duval's foolproof plan your wish can come true! All you do is check off the wishes you want to come true, mail it to Maria, mail back the large secret white envelope and voila—wish granted. I mean Maria has been "consulted by many international celebrities"and is a "holder of the highest honorary awards and degrees" so of course you're gonna see results. I can guarantee that if your wish is to make your money vanish it's bound to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SvuFbHjomPI/AAAAAAAAAME/hYXwFFdw8A4/s1600-h/33Wishes-lores.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SvuFbHjomPI/AAAAAAAAAME/hYXwFFdw8A4/s320/33Wishes-lores.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SvuFf9nPU8I/AAAAAAAAAMM/pM3D0C2InN4/s1600-h/33Wishes-closeup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SvuFf9nPU8I/AAAAAAAAAMM/pM3D0C2InN4/s320/33Wishes-closeup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If anyone tries it let me know if your wish comes true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-8856534670907988058?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/8856534670907988058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/11/33-problems-and-wish-aint-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/8856534670907988058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/8856534670907988058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/11/33-problems-and-wish-aint-one.html' title='33 Problems and a wish ain&apos;t one'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SvuFbHjomPI/AAAAAAAAAME/hYXwFFdw8A4/s72-c/33Wishes-lores.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-358754803922284115</id><published>2009-10-31T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T09:18:11.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><title type='text'>"Sin" is a sin?</title><content type='html'>I thought I'd share this case of censorship gone wrong. I saw this video posted on Perez Hilton's website (&lt;a&gt;http://www.perezhilton.com&lt;/a&gt;) and in case you haven't heard it, this song is about a threesome. For whatever reason the word sin is overdubbed from the phrase "living in sin". Why is the word sin deemed the offensive part of this song? Just another bizarre case of mindless censorship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,47,0" height="412" id="flashObj" width="486"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/10172910001?isVid=1&amp;amp;publisherID=59121" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="videoId=46955548001&amp;amp;playerID=10172910001&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;" /&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="http://admin.brightcove.com" /&gt;&lt;param name="seamlesstabbing" value="false" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="swLiveConnect" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/10172910001?isVid=1&amp;amp;publisherID=59121" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashVars="videoId=46955548001&amp;amp;playerID=10172910001&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="486" height="412" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" swLiveConnect="true" allowScriptAccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&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/629595080232851749-358754803922284115?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/358754803922284115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/10/sin-is-sin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/358754803922284115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/358754803922284115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/10/sin-is-sin.html' title='&quot;Sin&quot; is a sin?'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-710012511879437062</id><published>2009-10-12T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T07:18:24.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where it all began</title><content type='html'>I thought I would post this picture of the Walkman that inspired my comic. It's sort of a behind the scenes look at the inner workings of my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/StM6oPKwBHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Pu31XKW4tH0/s1600-h/IMG_0419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/StM6oPKwBHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Pu31XKW4tH0/s320/IMG_0419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-710012511879437062?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/710012511879437062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-it-all-began.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/710012511879437062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/710012511879437062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-it-all-began.html' title='Where it all began'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/StM6oPKwBHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Pu31XKW4tH0/s72-c/IMG_0419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-7895202801096328888</id><published>2009-10-02T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T15:10:15.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventures of Walkman</title><content type='html'>I created this comic after seeing an old Walkman that my Dad picked up at a tag sale and it resemebled a face. The story came after. It's also featured as a guest strip on The Daily Cross Hatch blog &lt;a href="http://thedailycrosshatch.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://thedailycrosshatch.com/"&gt;http://thedailycrosshatch.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SsZ6IxllxUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/WgRFXJAn7Ws/s1600-h/Adv_of_Walkman_forWeb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SsZ6IxllxUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/WgRFXJAn7Ws/s400/Adv_of_Walkman_forWeb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-7895202801096328888?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/7895202801096328888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/10/adventures-of-walkman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7895202801096328888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7895202801096328888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/10/adventures-of-walkman.html' title='The Adventures of Walkman'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SsZ6IxllxUI/AAAAAAAAAL0/WgRFXJAn7Ws/s72-c/Adv_of_Walkman_forWeb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-4645272413754406569</id><published>2009-09-06T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T09:14:27.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama to have giant thighs?</title><content type='html'>I hope this was a joke that the character is named Deathpanel. I know that President Obama has been featured in Rob Liefeld's Youngblood lately but please tell me that a character named Deathpanel is a joke. I also hope that President Obama is never drawn with giant thighs, shoulder pads and utility belts all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://thedailycrosshatch.com/2009/09/03/next-weeks-is-funny-with-timmy-williams-8309/#more-4537&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thedailycrosshatch.com/2009/09/03/next-weeks-is-funny-with-timmy-williams-8309/#more-4537"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-4645272413754406569?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/4645272413754406569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/09/obama-to-have-giant-thighs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/4645272413754406569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/4645272413754406569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/09/obama-to-have-giant-thighs.html' title='Obama to have giant thighs?'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-1202509588307967269</id><published>2009-08-09T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:26:43.238-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday circular ads'/><title type='text'>Sunday ads for the ladies</title><content type='html'>More fun with Sunday circulars! These are two for the ladies. First we have a snazzy snap up jacket—perfect for any occasion! As long as that occasion is playing bridge with the gals or Wednesday night bingo. It would also be good for geriatric strippers who want to rip their clothes off in a hurry but stay warm beforehand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snap-It-Up bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sn-conpumJI/AAAAAAAAALc/Lk3NgNDnLhY/s1600-h/Snap-It.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sn-conpumJI/AAAAAAAAALc/Lk3NgNDnLhY/s320/Snap-It.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368181502501623954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next ad is for a real gem. What could be worse than cancer? Why none other than art by "Painter of Light" Thomas Kinkade that's what! Cancer is no laughing matter, which is why Mr. Kinkade teamed up with the good folks at The Hamilton Collection to create a statue for that will give "a portion of the proceeds" to help find a cure for breast cancer. Your generosity knows no bounds "Painter of Light"! This "graceful lady" who "reminds us that the hope for a cure is as timeless as a woman's elegance" was simply inspired by the "romantic paintings" of Señor Kinkade. That means he probably had nothing to do with this. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sn-fNoDpTEI/AAAAAAAAALk/Cgg5_bwFO04/s1600-h/CancerLady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sn-fNoDpTEI/AAAAAAAAALk/Cgg5_bwFO04/s320/CancerLady.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368184337288744002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sn-g9oMcYSI/AAAAAAAAALs/1BpjqF9N5FA/s1600-h/Lady-closeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sn-g9oMcYSI/AAAAAAAAALs/1BpjqF9N5FA/s320/Lady-closeup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368186261470994722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all the sarcasm I can muster for this week. Enjoy these ads and I hope to post some original artwork soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-1202509588307967269?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/1202509588307967269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday-ads-for-ladies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1202509588307967269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1202509588307967269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday-ads-for-ladies.html' title='Sunday ads for the ladies'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sn-conpumJI/AAAAAAAAALc/Lk3NgNDnLhY/s72-c/Snap-It.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-5873700500568723132</id><published>2009-07-29T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:22:03.847-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday circular ads'/><title type='text'>Cat Clock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SnEDWdscynI/AAAAAAAAAKs/mS9WiWe00Xg/s1600-h/CatClock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SnEDWdscynI/AAAAAAAAAKs/mS9WiWe00Xg/s320/CatClock.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364072315638041202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is perfect for the man who has pussy on his brain all day long! Not only does this charming conversation piece feature pictures of kitties at each hour, it also has a moving tail. What better way to spend a day than chasing tail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless The Bradford Exchange.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-5873700500568723132?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/5873700500568723132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/07/cat-clock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5873700500568723132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5873700500568723132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/07/cat-clock.html' title='Cat Clock'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SnEDWdscynI/AAAAAAAAAKs/mS9WiWe00Xg/s72-c/CatClock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-1972491786581069059</id><published>2009-07-20T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:42:26.954-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Artist trading cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SmUqzMcVEEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/t1bPSAHhKNE/s1600-h/TradingCards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SmUqzMcVEEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/t1bPSAHhKNE/s320/TradingCards.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360737990456184898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made these awhile back. They were of random people I saw and created on Strathmore Artist Trading Cards Bristol Board with pencil, pen and ink. I like the concept of having artists create trading cards to create and share. I guess I'll have to make enough to trade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-1972491786581069059?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/1972491786581069059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/07/artist-trading-cards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1972491786581069059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1972491786581069059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/07/artist-trading-cards.html' title='Artist trading cards'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SmUqzMcVEEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/t1bPSAHhKNE/s72-c/TradingCards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-575515280916128981</id><published>2009-07-20T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:30:36.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spam'/><title type='text'>Crazy spams</title><content type='html'>I love these two bizarrely poetic and schizophrenic spams that I got today so much that I had to share them. The first was from my dear, dear, friend Agnes Walker. In her subject line she plainly reminds me, "I talk like a valley girl". Tell it like it is sister. Now imagine her reading this message in her Valley Girl voice;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It makes no difference who you are . The things we mean to say.&lt;br /&gt;How are you? my new friend! Pretty woman here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the thoughtful, almost poetic way in which Agnes writes. She may be spam but she has soul and apparently looks like Julia Roberts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I saw your profile on some website and decided to drop you&lt;br /&gt;few lines. I am moving to your area in few days and looking for a man&lt;br /&gt;partner who could show me around and who knows what might come out of this.&lt;br /&gt;I am moving from the other part of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details aren't necessary Agnes, when you say "other part of the world" I know what you mean. I know it in my heart place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Will send you my pic once you reply. Give me one more night, give me just one more night. I will always be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I love so much about Agnes' correspondence is how quickly her mood shifts and how sporadic her writing is. It's very conversational but also crazy! Two things I look for in my imaginary friends. We've only just met and never seen each other but boy is she ready to commit! She insists I give her one more night yet we've never even met! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fake spam friend of mine named Cindy Sanchez also wrote to me today and tells it like it is right in the subject line, "safe but crazy". Ain't no shame Cindy, ain't no shame.  She's another sexy schizo who jumps right into her message, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;with pure white stars Exotic sweetness a magical time. But if i said to you please don't do it. Hullo! my new friend! Where is my man? I am woman looking for one."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has time for proper greetings Cindy—who has time?! She gets right to the message and then reminds me of our close bond. Am I her man? Have we met? Is she really crazy? Who cares! All that matters is she is safe with an exotic sweetness to her. Safe but crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-575515280916128981?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/575515280916128981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/07/crazy-spams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/575515280916128981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/575515280916128981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/07/crazy-spams.html' title='Crazy spams'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-7509476677264066809</id><published>2009-07-14T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:47:44.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Illustration Friday – Subtract</title><content type='html'>This was a piece that I did for Illustration Friday but never submitted because I didn't think it was quite finished. The one word that week was "subtract" and this is what I came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sl1DGtVj23I/AAAAAAAAAKc/asCf9BoCNQY/s1600-h/Subtract-ForBlog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sl1DGtVj23I/AAAAAAAAAKc/asCf9BoCNQY/s320/Subtract-ForBlog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358512914169060210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-7509476677264066809?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/7509476677264066809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/07/illustration-friday-subtract.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7509476677264066809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7509476677264066809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/07/illustration-friday-subtract.html' title='Illustration Friday – Subtract'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sl1DGtVj23I/AAAAAAAAAKc/asCf9BoCNQY/s72-c/Subtract-ForBlog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-280442652223656171</id><published>2009-07-12T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T16:19:29.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Zombie book illustrations</title><content type='html'>Here are illustrations that I did for a book that sadly aren't going to be used. The publisher is going with another illustrator due to marketing reasons. Still they make a good portfolio piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are famous authors and the book is a Cliff Notes version of famous stories with zombies, werewolves and vampires interjected. Sounds cool so I'm bummed that they're not using my work. Let me know what you think and enjoy!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mary Shelley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Slppsnfj12I/AAAAAAAAAJs/pEj5OtiArLA/s1600-h/MaryShelley-Final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Slppsnfj12I/AAAAAAAAAJs/pEj5OtiArLA/s320/MaryShelley-Final.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357710921947141986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joseph Conrad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SlppsSdqpOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/n1gjfh47Src/s1600-h/JosephConrad-Final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SlppsSdqpOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/n1gjfh47Src/s320/JosephConrad-Final.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357710916302054626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emily Bronte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SlppsOLwx5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/nhGUuPkXl00/s1600-h/EmilyBronte-Final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SlppsOLwx5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/nhGUuPkXl00/s320/EmilyBronte-Final.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357710915153217426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Charlotte Bronte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Slppr3nbhKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ad_HRHygbH4/s1600-h/CharlotteBronte-Final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Slppr3nbhKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ad_HRHygbH4/s320/CharlotteBronte-Final.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357710909095249058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SlpprvpUKrI/AAAAAAAAAJM/HlFcgeNEIQ0/s1600-h/CharlesDickens-Final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SlpprvpUKrI/AAAAAAAAAJM/HlFcgeNEIQ0/s320/CharlesDickens-Final.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357710906955672242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;William Shakespeare — Romeo &amp;amp; Juliet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SlpqIMVyI7I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/OcgItoSY_iM/s1600-h/Shakespeare-R%26J-Final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SlpqIMVyI7I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/OcgItoSY_iM/s320/Shakespeare-R%26J-Final.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357711395694715826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nathaniel Hawthorne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SlpqH9sjvTI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/FEeHqjHQYhY/s1600-h/NathanielHawthorne-Final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SlpqH9sjvTI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/FEeHqjHQYhY/s320/NathanielHawthorne-Final.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357711391763709234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SlpqybQdASI/AAAAAAAAAKE/bHnFaP_AOHo/s1600-h/MarkTwain-Final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SlpqybQdASI/AAAAAAAAAKE/bHnFaP_AOHo/s320/MarkTwain-Final.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357712121253396770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Shakespeare — Hamlet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SlpvTJlT-1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/ZLP8smmsrGQ/s1600-h/Shakespeare-Hamlet_lores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SlpvTJlT-1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/ZLP8smmsrGQ/s320/Shakespeare-Hamlet_lores.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357717081491241810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-280442652223656171?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/280442652223656171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/07/zombie-book-illustrations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/280442652223656171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/280442652223656171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/07/zombie-book-illustrations.html' title='Zombie book illustrations'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Slppsnfj12I/AAAAAAAAAJs/pEj5OtiArLA/s72-c/MaryShelley-Final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-8112601488267195202</id><published>2009-06-28T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:34:27.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday circular ads'/><title type='text'>Must have headwear for AARP members</title><content type='html'>This hat is a must have for any 55 year old or over. Not only does it proudly proclaim to the world, "I am a senior and proud", it tells them that you're one cheap old bastard. Note to trophy wife hunting seniors, don't wear this hat when looking for your younger, gold-digging wife. Not a good conversation starter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SkfhjUl_y-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/xGEr4aE_n3k/s1600-h/SeniorHat-HigherRes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SkfhjUl_y-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/xGEr4aE_n3k/s320/SeniorHat-HigherRes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352494679092874210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SkfhjsTavOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/F1_Qjfxo1wM/s1600-h/SeniorHat-textzoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SkfhjsTavOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/F1_Qjfxo1wM/s320/SeniorHat-textzoom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352494685457399010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-8112601488267195202?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/8112601488267195202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/06/must-have-headwear-for-aarp-members.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/8112601488267195202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/8112601488267195202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/06/must-have-headwear-for-aarp-members.html' title='Must have headwear for AARP members'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SkfhjUl_y-I/AAAAAAAAAI8/xGEr4aE_n3k/s72-c/SeniorHat-HigherRes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-5640634363168675404</id><published>2009-06-24T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:52:27.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to Subway</title><content type='html'>Your five dollar footlong commercials do not make me want to go to Subway. They make me want to jump in front of a subway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-5640634363168675404?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/5640634363168675404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/06/note-to-subway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5640634363168675404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5640634363168675404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/06/note-to-subway.html' title='Note to Subway'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-1386824159986965474</id><published>2009-06-24T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:13:55.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemporary art trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I got the opportunity to go view a private art collection with work today and it was incredible. Not only did I get out of work for the day but I got to see works of art that few people can see. I decided to share the work of a few of the artists I saw today here. These aren't necessarily the works that I saw but just the artists. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elizabeth Peyton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SkLb7WTtYqI/AAAAAAAAAIs/jCB73XeNCFc/s1600-h/elizabeth-peyton.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SkLb7WTtYqI/AAAAAAAAAIs/jCB73XeNCFc/s320/elizabeth-peyton.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351081119916581538" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jean Michel Basquiat&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SkLb7WTtYqI/AAAAAAAAAIs/jCB73XeNCFc/s1600-h/elizabeth-peyton.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SkLb7F3pHzI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Jdq7NnSrAkk/s1600-h/Untitled+81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SkLb7F3pHzI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Jdq7NnSrAkk/s320/Untitled+81.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351081115503894322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cindy Sherman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SkLb627bafI/AAAAAAAAAIc/hfKK5VMCedg/s1600-h/sherman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SkLb627bafI/AAAAAAAAAIc/hfKK5VMCedg/s320/sherman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351081111493241330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeff Koons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SkLb6lWnWoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/UvntSfUyYUE/s1600-h/JeffKoons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SkLb6lWnWoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/UvntSfUyYUE/s320/JeffKoons.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351081106775431810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SkLb6WqFPpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5smj4bDDJnw/s1600-h/artwork_images_796_218209_jeff-koons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SkLb6WqFPpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/5smj4bDDJnw/s320/artwork_images_796_218209_jeff-koons.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351081102830550674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/629595080232851749-1386824159986965474?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/1386824159986965474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/06/contemporary-art-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1386824159986965474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1386824159986965474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/06/contemporary-art-trip.html' title='Contemporary art trip'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SkLb7WTtYqI/AAAAAAAAAIs/jCB73XeNCFc/s72-c/elizabeth-peyton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-1212111208774275497</id><published>2009-06-13T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T20:02:17.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie review—The Hangover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SjRn21i4VnI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JUL_4JttlZs/s1600-h/the_hangover01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SjRn21i4VnI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JUL_4JttlZs/s320/the_hangover01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347012849379595890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie looked hilarious in the previews, which usually means that the finished product won't be, but this movie delivered the goods. This movie is really funny, well acted and fun. I recommend it. What more can I say? That's my review.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-1212111208774275497?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/1212111208774275497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/06/movie-reviewthe-hangover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1212111208774275497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1212111208774275497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/06/movie-reviewthe-hangover.html' title='Movie review—The Hangover'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SjRn21i4VnI/AAAAAAAAAIE/JUL_4JttlZs/s72-c/the_hangover01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-3745757174429910080</id><published>2009-06-10T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:06:11.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Fail blog stuff</title><content type='html'>This stuff is too good not to post. Check out www.failblog.com for more. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://failblog.org/2009/05/29/pool-hall-sign-fail/"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-18538" title="fail-owned-pool-hall-fail" src="http://failblog.wordpress.com/files/2009/05/fail-owned-pool-hall-fail.jpg" alt="fail owned pwned pictures" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://failblog.org"&gt;Fail Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://failblog.org/2009/06/01/father-fail-2/"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-18874" title="fail-owned-fatherly-fail" src="http://failblog.wordpress.com/files/2009/05/fail-owned-fatherly-fail.jpg" alt="fail owned pwned pictures" width="371" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://failblog.org"&gt;Fail Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://failblog.org/2009/06/10/cake-fail-2/"&gt;&lt;img class="mine_4342638" title="fail-owned-birthday-fail" src="http://failblog.wordpress.com/files/2009/06/fail-owned-birthday-fail.jpg" alt="fail owned pwned pictures" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://failblog.org"&gt;Fail Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Looks like they have a lot of dreams for their little Holly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://failblog.org/2009/06/07/escalator-fail/"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-13578" title="fail-owned-escalator-fail" src="http://failblog.wordpress.com/files/2009/02/fail-owned-escalator-fail.jpg" alt="fail owned pwned pictures" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://failblog.org"&gt;Fail Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-3745757174429910080?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/3745757174429910080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-fail-blog-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/3745757174429910080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/3745757174429910080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-fail-blog-stuff.html' title='More Fail blog stuff'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-3115191621023144287</id><published>2009-05-31T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T10:09:50.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the TA Truck Stop</title><content type='html'>Coming home from a stag party last night I stopped at a Truck Stop near 84 in Southington to buy gum and a drink. I was really impressed with the odd assortment of things you can buy. Maybe it was because I was buzzed? (I didn't drive). Look at the amazing things you can buy here. It was like a treasure trove of trashy trinkets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In today's busy world who has time for shopping at malls?! While I'm at the truck stop I'll pick up shorts, a nice leather fringe vest and a new do-rag to top off my look. The flaming skull cologne is just the perfect scent to attract the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SiK2U3CrG6I/AAAAAAAAAHs/u34ZRK08KnU/s1600-h/Grid-clothes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SiK2U3CrG6I/AAAAAAAAAHs/u34ZRK08KnU/s320/Grid-clothes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342032577503632290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These heater meals seemed to be the big new thing at the truck stop. Who knows what kind of magic makes these instantly hot. Nanotechnology? Eat it off a commemorative Connecticut plate and you've got yourself dinner! Not sure what the deck of cards has to do with Connecticut. Maybe the casinos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SiK3QjtYh4I/AAAAAAAAAH0/bW_TswvPhM4/s1600-h/Grid-Food-Flat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SiK3QjtYh4I/AAAAAAAAAH0/bW_TswvPhM4/s320/Grid-Food-Flat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342033603106211714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a game room where you can play the Connecticut themed Lighthouse game or the New Jersey themed Sopranos pinball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SiK4ZSthIPI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KVc1Q5cMU20/s1600-h/Games-grid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SiK4ZSthIPI/AAAAAAAAAH8/KVc1Q5cMU20/s320/Games-grid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342034852673822962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-3115191621023144287?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/3115191621023144287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun-at-ta-truck-stop.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/3115191621023144287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/3115191621023144287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun-at-ta-truck-stop.html' title='Fun at the TA Truck Stop'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SiK2U3CrG6I/AAAAAAAAAHs/u34ZRK08KnU/s72-c/Grid-clothes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-7664005194924229522</id><published>2009-05-28T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:52:34.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The best labels money can buy.</title><content type='html'>I have to give credit to my co-worker Aja for showing this to me. This is one of my prized possessions at work and it's just an empty box. These labels are worth buying just for the packaging, which is rare for office supplies. I want to meet the stoner Fight Club fan who works at Avery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sh8xkKcjCzI/AAAAAAAAAG8/lyNz8bZgwuc/s1600-h/TylerDurden-Avery+Label-Closeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sh8xkKcjCzI/AAAAAAAAAG8/lyNz8bZgwuc/s320/TylerDurden-Avery+Label-Closeup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341042180433840946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sh8xOxwQ17I/AAAAAAAAAG0/9NsLVSPgieY/s1600-h/TylerDurden-Avery+Labels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sh8xOxwQ17I/AAAAAAAAAG0/9NsLVSPgieY/s320/TylerDurden-Avery+Labels.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341041813028394930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-7664005194924229522?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/7664005194924229522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-labels-money-can-buy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7664005194924229522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7664005194924229522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-labels-money-can-buy.html' title='The best labels money can buy.'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sh8xkKcjCzI/AAAAAAAAAG8/lyNz8bZgwuc/s72-c/TylerDurden-Avery+Label-Closeup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-3803732383252775203</id><published>2009-05-18T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:58:56.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday circular ads'/><title type='text'>Secret gaudy cross</title><content type='html'>I regularly post the weird ads from the weekly Sunday circulars and here is this week's gem. Not only can you wear this cross with you everywhere, but you'll never be caught without The Lord's Prayer! It's like a secret DaVinci Code message but without all the messy conspiracy. I can't tell whether it projects The Lord's Prayer onto walls or if you're just supposed to squint and read it. That girl must have cybernetic eyes or some shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ShIfG4clkVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/s3MLTePaJ5g/s1600-h/Cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ShIfG4clkVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/s3MLTePaJ5g/s320/Cross.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337362711479423314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ShIgEhMpQsI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4FZysoWBqrk/s1600-h/Cross-closeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ShIgEhMpQsI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4FZysoWBqrk/s320/Cross-closeup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337363770390430402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-3803732383252775203?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/3803732383252775203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/05/secret-gaudy-cross.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/3803732383252775203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/3803732383252775203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/05/secret-gaudy-cross.html' title='Secret gaudy cross'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ShIfG4clkVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/s3MLTePaJ5g/s72-c/Cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-768174501885491913</id><published>2009-05-12T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:22:29.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graffiti'/><title type='text'>Great graffiti</title><content type='html'>I walk by this graffitied door on my walks at lunch and finally took a picture of it. It rocks doesn't it? I hope that it's never painted over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sgogocw6zMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BGqLSLAYkuo/s1600-h/door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sgogocw6zMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BGqLSLAYkuo/s320/door.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335112587862002882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus points if you can tell me where this is in New Haven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-768174501885491913?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/768174501885491913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/05/great-graffiti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/768174501885491913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/768174501885491913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/05/great-graffiti.html' title='Great graffiti'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sgogocw6zMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BGqLSLAYkuo/s72-c/door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-5706250875171891878</id><published>2009-05-04T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:45:23.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spam'/><title type='text'>Awesome SPAM</title><content type='html'>Actual message from spam email I got today;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese robot with soft hands chats and serves meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is this robot and where can I get mine?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-5706250875171891878?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/5706250875171891878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/05/awesome-spam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5706250875171891878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5706250875171891878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/05/awesome-spam.html' title='Awesome SPAM'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-7945693450009380332</id><published>2009-05-02T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:44:45.617-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='X-Men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie review'/><title type='text'>Movie review — X-Men Origins: Wolverine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SfxpxZlClsI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1GKBM9keThE/s1600-h/amd_hugh_jackman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SfxpxZlClsI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1GKBM9keThE/s320/amd_hugh_jackman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331252356300576450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I saw X-Men Origins: Wolverine and while I enjoyed it, I don't think I can recommend it to everyone. This movie takes place prior to the other three X-Men movies and sets out to tell the story of how Wolverine came to be. It starts really strong laying out the foundation of Wolverine's relationship with Sabertooth and erodes as it becomes more of a standard fare blockbuster action movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give this movie a B-/C+. I really liked it but partially because I was just happy to see some of my favorite X-Men characters on screen. There were some good moments and story elements that eventually became overshadowed by the tidy ending that the filmmakers wanted to create. Some of the special effects seemed a little sloppy and at times the direction was uneven. Go see it if you're looking for a fun action-packed blockbuster movie or are a big X-Men fan. Otherwise you might be let down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SfxoO-Zx8LI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Sd3TR15dZsw/s1600-h/x-men-origins-lo-res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SfxoO-Zx8LI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Sd3TR15dZsw/s320/x-men-origins-lo-res.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331250665378410674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-7945693450009380332?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/7945693450009380332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie-review-x-men-origins-wolverine.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7945693450009380332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7945693450009380332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie-review-x-men-origins-wolverine.html' title='Movie review — X-Men Origins: Wolverine'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SfxpxZlClsI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1GKBM9keThE/s72-c/amd_hugh_jackman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-5991420959740611192</id><published>2009-04-28T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T10:10:33.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday circular ads'/><title type='text'>Creepy coupon ads</title><content type='html'>So as you may or may not know I cut coupons. I'm a bit of a coupon fanatic and I always love the creepy ads that are put in them. Here are a few from this week that stuck out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedwetting, sure it's not fun and something to be avoided but what's with those two scary looking kids? They have black eyes and the girl's are dripping something black! This looks like the cover of a Marilyn Manson album not a bedwetting ad. First off, where's the bed? Secondly those kids look way too dry. It's all sorts of wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SfepYqOMPrI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IQlMij29c1Y/s1600-h/Bedwetting-IMG_0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SfepYqOMPrI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IQlMij29c1Y/s320/Bedwetting-IMG_0368.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329914925132037810"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SffDR6RO_mI/AAAAAAAAAGE/lAmygBcOZtA/s1600-h/Bedwetters-sharp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 172px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SffDR6RO_mI/AAAAAAAAAGE/lAmygBcOZtA/s320/Bedwetters-sharp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329943396483006050"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can own the ever-creepy, Nina, for the low low price of $149.99 (payable in 5 easy installments of $29.99). She will warm your heart and haunt your dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the cautionary note they include, "This doll is not a toy. She is a fine collectible to be enjoyed by adult collectors." Enjoyed by adult collectors huh? The only adult collectors enjoying this doll are obviously bedwetters! God forbid a child try to "play" with this doll—that's not what The Living Baby Doll is for! She is for enjoyment and mimicking the actions of a real baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SfeqU_17IaI/AAAAAAAAAF8/92h28YGiU5M/s1600-h/BabyDoll_0369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SfeqU_17IaI/AAAAAAAAAF8/92h28YGiU5M/s320/BabyDoll_0369.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329915961727984034"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't fuck with her or she will giggle at you and turn her head in defiant judgement!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-5991420959740611192?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/5991420959740611192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/creepy-coupon-ads.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5991420959740611192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5991420959740611192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/creepy-coupon-ads.html' title='Creepy coupon ads'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SfepYqOMPrI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IQlMij29c1Y/s72-c/Bedwetting-IMG_0368.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-1745809927711930807</id><published>2009-04-23T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T15:27:55.636-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Performance art at the Yale University Art Gallery</title><content type='html'>I got home late from work because I stayed late for the College Night event. It featured video and performance art from Yale MFA students. I'm not a big performance art fan—in fact I usually don't like it—however there were some cool pieces. I thought I'd share a couple of performances I thought were cool. I didn't take pictures of any of the videos. Oh well!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This piece by an artist collaborative called T.R.A.S.H. showcased some cool costumes and props they made entirely out of trash. It was a really creative use of materials.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SfESU34GTCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yQrfYvVlsD0/s1600-h/IMG_0352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SfESU34GTCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yQrfYvVlsD0/s320/IMG_0352.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328059983961934882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People Who Need People, by Katie Vida was a humorous interaction between her and a sculpture by David Smith that is in the Yale University Art Gallery's sculpture garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SfESlbNvkNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DQCOik9saNw/s1600-h/IMG_0349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SfESlbNvkNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DQCOik9saNw/s320/IMG_0349.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328060268325867730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SfESlefNqbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3fg8ARC5_pk/s1600-h/IMG_0348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SfESlefNqbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3fg8ARC5_pk/s320/IMG_0348.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328060269204449714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those whacky artists, what will they think of next?! In general I've learned that all performance starts with leotards and goes from there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-1745809927711930807?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/1745809927711930807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/performance-art-at-yale-university-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1745809927711930807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1745809927711930807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/performance-art-at-yale-university-art.html' title='Performance art at the Yale University Art Gallery'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SfESU34GTCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yQrfYvVlsD0/s72-c/IMG_0352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-154034541856511110</id><published>2009-04-20T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:45:22.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind item</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm usually not a big celebrity news hound but all day I have been obsessed with blind item gossip posts. They can be really addictive trying to figure out who they're about. Somewhere I was reading a post by Ted Casablancas from E! and trying to figure out who it was about. &lt;a href="http://www.blinditemsexposed.com/2009/04/blind-vice-judas-jerks-it-again.html"&gt;http://www.blinditemsexposed.com/2009/04/blind-vice-judas-jerks-it-again.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I think it's either &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; text-decoration: inherit; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Hayden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Christensen or maybe Wentworth Miller. Let me know if you have any guesses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-154034541856511110?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/154034541856511110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-usually-not-big-celebrity-news-hound.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/154034541856511110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/154034541856511110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-usually-not-big-celebrity-news-hound.html' title='Blind item'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-4208922976494940588</id><published>2009-04-20T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:38:05.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it kosher?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;heck out the subject line of a spam email I got today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Rabbi Supports Pre-Mariital Masturbation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Well, if the Rabbi supports it then that's cool with me. Who is "The Rabbi" anyway? Is he like the Jewish pope? Like there's only one Rabbi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-4208922976494940588?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/4208922976494940588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-it-kosher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/4208922976494940588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/4208922976494940588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-it-kosher.html' title='Is it kosher?'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-994867668795772132</id><published>2009-04-15T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:42:32.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bands that I think suck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;These are bands that deserve to be called out for their general suckiness. I almost called this list the worst frontmen since so many of them have that going for them. I'm not gonna lie, I've listened to all of these bands on the radio at times and maybe even liked one or two of their songs. I've also watched episodes of The Simple Life but wouldn't call myself a Paris Hilton fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are in order of least to most disliked by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Linkin Park&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SeaB8l-OdxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Zpv1csAjECc/s320/Linkin.Park.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325086487397431058" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure many people will disagree with me on this based on Linkin Park's popularity, however I stand by my general disklike. This band creates what I call, "pussy rock". They look like rockers, sometimes they sound like rockers, but most of their songs are whiny angst-ridden teenage ballads. "Wah, my girlfriend doesn't love me, I suck at sports and have acne. Wah".  To top it off they helped create the rap/rock genre. Tsk, tsk, tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. 30 Seconds to Mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SeaER-y68UI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NagYnm1h44U/s1600-h/070108-leto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SeaER-y68UI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NagYnm1h44U/s320/070108-leto.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325089053861409090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jared Leto on My So-Called Life = Cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jared Leto as lead singer of pussy rock emo band ≠ cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. AFI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SeaGEpv8IJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/tD4jXbXyS2o/s1600-h/sexyveg-davey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SeaGEpv8IJI/AAAAAAAAAE8/tD4jXbXyS2o/s320/sexyveg-davey.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325091023896715410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where do I begin. AFI's lead singer not only has Zac Efron-esque hair that even Zac would say is too feminine but he wears makeup and has a cutesy pie name—Davy Havok. Oooh tough Here are a sample of their lyrics to demonstrate Davy's sexual ambiguity and shitty songwriting; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He wanted love, I taste of blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He bit my lip, and drank my war&lt;br /&gt;From years before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Is he a gay vampire or just a confused and love struck vegetarian-emo-rocker? The answer is he's lame and so is his band's craptastic music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Nickelback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SeaIdGraagI/AAAAAAAAAFE/r5ogkyZjSVg/s1600-h/1956.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SeaIdGraagI/AAAAAAAAAFE/r5ogkyZjSVg/s320/1956.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325093643002472962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(to the tune of Someday, by Nickelback)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How the hell did we wind up famous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And how were we able&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to make songs that are hits?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with our videos on cable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These guys suck so hard that the lead singer, Chad Kroeger, even sucks himself off! It's true, Google it if you dare. These guys exemplify pussy rock. Their music all sounds the same and is geared towards soccer moms, teenage girls and deaf people. Not to mention Chad Kroeger's lame ass song from the Spider-Man soundtrack was a blantant rip-off of Kiss From a Rose by Seal. If you're going to rip off a song for a superhero soundtrack, don't use another well known song from a superhero soundtrack! Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Savage Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SeaJRwijfSI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Evhe1QHA5vM/s1600-h/30-savage-garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SeaJRwijfSI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Evhe1QHA5vM/s320/30-savage-garden.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325094547592805666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, how "savage" can a garden be? Unless it's filled with man-eating plants and killer bees, I don't think gardens are particularly fearsome. Oh how these guys suck. They are like God's gift to easy listening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's my list, feel free to comment and agree or disagree.&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/629595080232851749-994867668795772132?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/994867668795772132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/bands-that-i-think-suck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/994867668795772132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/994867668795772132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/bands-that-i-think-suck.html' title='Bands that I think suck.'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SeaB8l-OdxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Zpv1csAjECc/s72-c/Linkin.Park.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-859045793919141435</id><published>2009-04-11T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T18:14:35.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter specials</title><content type='html'>Aren't TV holiday specials awesome? They always have a commercial basis and tread lightly to to add in some sort of religious or moral lesson without actually taking a stance on anything. They're kinda like the elevator music of TV since it's non-offensive, good for setting a mood but whole-heartedly non-committal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found two classic Easter special clips; first off we have A Family Circus Easter and secondly the Heathcliff story of the first Easter egg. Both tell of the importance of finding Easter eggs. A value that is lost on many. Happy Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s-BIXTJuyig&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/s-BIXTJuyig&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l3SstB-En-E&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/l3SstB-En-E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-859045793919141435?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/859045793919141435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-specials.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/859045793919141435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/859045793919141435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-specials.html' title='Easter specials'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-2561295603393697481</id><published>2009-04-10T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:54:02.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's do the time warp again!</title><content type='html'>Check out this link for the Time Travel cheat sheet. I saw it posted on Gizmodo and had to share it because it's something I've often thought about. If you went back in time and just used the basic knowledge you had then you could take credit for inventing all sorts of crap! You'd be the world's smartest person without any of the pesky schooling or years of research to come up with one remarkable find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's got all the basic knowledge you need to be king of the world when you go back in time and leap-frog other people's intelligence to become an Einstein in your own right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.gizmodo.com/5207549/time-travel-cheat-sheet"&gt;http://i.gizmodo.com/5207549/time-travel-cheat-sheet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the JPG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.topatoco.com/graphics/qw-cheatsheet-print-zoom.jpg"&gt;http://www.topatoco.com/graphics/qw-cheatsheet-print-zoom.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me of this Ben Stiller Show clip that shows what would actually happen if most people went back in time. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Cobject%20width=" height="344"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PGjKL9UZiMU&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/PGjKL9UZiMU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-2561295603393697481?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/2561295603393697481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/lets-do-time-warp-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/2561295603393697481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/2561295603393697481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/lets-do-time-warp-again.html' title='Let&apos;s do the time warp again!'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-7060808612958280366</id><published>2009-04-08T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T18:11:37.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sd1LOta-XhI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CsxBEvyLjRc/s1600-h/fleshy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sd1LOta-XhI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CsxBEvyLjRc/s320/fleshy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322493050704780818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a sketch I did on my computer years ago but I figured I'd post it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-7060808612958280366?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/7060808612958280366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/old-art.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7060808612958280366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7060808612958280366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/old-art.html' title='Old art'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sd1LOta-XhI/AAAAAAAAAEc/CsxBEvyLjRc/s72-c/fleshy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-5094790176960390590</id><published>2009-04-08T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T18:03:52.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pears, the disappointing fruit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sd1JUQnKKWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/7B6BY6A8lu0/s1600-h/450px-Peras_-_Pears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sd1JUQnKKWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/7B6BY6A8lu0/s320/450px-Peras_-_Pears.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322490947027216738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a pear yesterday and was disappointed by it. In fact, pears are always a let down. I had let this particular pear sit for a few days and it seemed perfectly ripe, but it was anything but. Come to think of it, even when pears are ripe they're not very good, they're too wet and kinda crappy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word to the wise, an apple a day keeps the doctor away but a pear will just piss you off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-5094790176960390590?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/5094790176960390590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/pears-disappointing-fruit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5094790176960390590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5094790176960390590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/pears-disappointing-fruit.html' title='Pears, the disappointing fruit'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sd1JUQnKKWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/7B6BY6A8lu0/s72-c/450px-Peras_-_Pears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-686898920667390126</id><published>2009-04-04T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T19:28:07.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Painter 11 experiments</title><content type='html'>I've been messing around with a trial I have of Painter and this is one of the drawings I've created. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SdgXF-8xJTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/vfqyYyZyiik/s1600-h/Funny+Guy"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SdgXF-8xJTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/vfqyYyZyiik/s320/Funny+Guy" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321028351302903090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-686898920667390126?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/686898920667390126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/painter-11-experiments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/686898920667390126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/686898920667390126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/painter-11-experiments.html' title='Painter 11 experiments'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SdgXF-8xJTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/vfqyYyZyiik/s72-c/Funny+Guy' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-7712563025710004162</id><published>2009-04-02T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:11:19.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Illustration Friday – Poise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SdViFoACabI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7P3AB3d-554/s1600-h/Poise-Flat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SdViFoACabI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7P3AB3d-554/s320/Poise-Flat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320266383584553394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my illustration for this week's Illustration Friday. I give you...poise! More of a sketch, but let me know what you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-7712563025710004162?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/7712563025710004162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/illustration-friday-poise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7712563025710004162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7712563025710004162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/illustration-friday-poise.html' title='Illustration Friday – Poise'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SdViFoACabI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7P3AB3d-554/s72-c/Poise-Flat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-2216494327479408657</id><published>2009-04-01T17:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:40:48.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad news</title><content type='html'>Your whole family and all of your friends have been killed in a fiery car accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST KIDDING! April Fool's! Ha ha ha. Isn't that hilarious how I fooled you?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-2216494327479408657?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/2216494327479408657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/sad-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/2216494327479408657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/2216494327479408657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/04/sad-news.html' title='Sad news'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-7728598346275246844</id><published>2009-03-30T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T18:28:25.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Easter Bush, oh Easter Bush!</title><content type='html'>Yes, driving home tonight I saw a Christmas tree lit up in the window of a house in Middletown. No lie and no mistaking the fact it was a Christmas tree. Take it down people! Even if it's a fake tree I think you've celebrated enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-7728598346275246844?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/7728598346275246844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-easter-bush-oh-easter-bush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7728598346275246844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7728598346275246844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-easter-bush-oh-easter-bush.html' title='Oh Easter Bush, oh Easter Bush!'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-4169278144773876249</id><published>2009-03-26T19:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:39:14.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAILs</title><content type='html'>In case you've never seen FAIL blog (http://failblog.org/) it's genius. I was crying from laughing earlier today so I thought I would post these hilarious images from it. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://failblog.org/2009/03/23/virginia-slogan-fail/"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-10134" title="fail-owned-virginia-slogan-fail" src="http://failblog.wordpress.com/files/2008/12/fail-owned-virginia-slogan-fail1.jpg" alt="fail owned pwned pictures" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://failblog.org"&gt;pwn and owned pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://failblog.org/2009/03/22/holy-soap-fail/"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-14537" title="fail-owned-soap-fail1" src="http://failblog.wordpress.com/files/2009/03/fail-owned-soap-fail1.jpg" alt="fail owned pwned pictures" width="470" height="373" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://failblog.org"&gt;pwn and owned pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-4169278144773876249?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/4169278144773876249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/fails.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/4169278144773876249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/4169278144773876249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/fails.html' title='FAILs'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-3280261464383796151</id><published>2009-03-24T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:01:35.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Head fail.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ScmeWJ33NOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qyFQCkuuoDc/s1600-h/IMG_0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ScmeWJ33NOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qyFQCkuuoDc/s320/IMG_0287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316954938532115682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this toy while I was in a waiting room and had to take a picture. Why would Han Solo's head be so big? How would that even work? Is it representative of his ego? Is this toy conceptual or just ill-proportioned? You'd need one hellova hyperdrive to get off a planet with that noggin' on board.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-3280261464383796151?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/3280261464383796151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/head-fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/3280261464383796151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/3280261464383796151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/head-fail.html' title='Head fail.'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ScmeWJ33NOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qyFQCkuuoDc/s72-c/IMG_0287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-2670900467529324120</id><published>2009-03-24T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:52:44.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random photo'/><title type='text'>Broth for some.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ScmcT5KWWEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/NdU2aCLYsdc/s1600-h/IMG_0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ScmcT5KWWEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/NdU2aCLYsdc/s320/IMG_0282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316952700663257154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw this and thought it was funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-2670900467529324120?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/2670900467529324120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/broth-for-some.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/2670900467529324120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/2670900467529324120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/broth-for-some.html' title='Broth for some.'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ScmcT5KWWEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/NdU2aCLYsdc/s72-c/IMG_0282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-862756726566004770</id><published>2009-03-24T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:48:21.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat-lick guilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ScmaoOpfceI/AAAAAAAAADs/q-kWnDv-VwQ/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ScmaoOpfceI/AAAAAAAAADs/q-kWnDv-VwQ/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316950851005149666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my feline friend Alistair felt bad for all the beating he gives his brother. I know, it's obnoxious to post pictures of your pets but it's a cute picture. (Photo courtesy of Keith Edwards).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-862756726566004770?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/862756726566004770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/cat-lick-guilt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/862756726566004770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/862756726566004770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/cat-lick-guilt.html' title='Cat-lick guilt'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ScmaoOpfceI/AAAAAAAAADs/q-kWnDv-VwQ/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-3945660121875110815</id><published>2009-03-23T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:25:00.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words escape me.</title><content type='html'>What a cute little scamp! Who wouldn't want to welcome this wonderful little monkey into their life?  "A winsome little baby monkey figure so lovable, you'll smile every time you see her". Who doesn't want to smile?! Admit it, without this Monkey Cuddles miniature life is not worth living. Just like the description says, "she's just too cute for words!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do  yourself a favor and make your give your life meaning—buy Monkey Cuddles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SchDJEd0rjI/AAAAAAAAADk/idQhknM2dP4/s1600-h/MonkeyCuddles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SchDJEd0rjI/AAAAAAAAADk/idQhknM2dP4/s320/MonkeyCuddles.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316573183207583282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-3945660121875110815?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/3945660121875110815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/words-escape-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/3945660121875110815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/3945660121875110815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/words-escape-me.html' title='Words escape me.'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SchDJEd0rjI/AAAAAAAAADk/idQhknM2dP4/s72-c/MonkeyCuddles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-2379269251403026927</id><published>2009-03-20T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:44:13.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie review—Milk mustache</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ScRwiC6FpVI/AAAAAAAAADc/2C_8THEXpc4/s1600-h/1194233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ScRwiC6FpVI/AAAAAAAAADc/2C_8THEXpc4/s320/1194233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315497190402401618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got finished watching Milk and it was a really incredible film. I highly recommend it. The movie was a biography of gay activist Harvey Milk. It was well paced, features terrific performances and was inspiring. So often biographies get bogged down in details instead of helping you to empathize with the character and have a vested interest in their struggle, but that's one way in which this movie succeeds. It did feel a little long at times but it's probably because I was tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is so good it may leave you wanting to grow a mustache or if you're a female, seek out a guy with one. No sleepy sheep for this movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-2379269251403026927?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/2379269251403026927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/movie-reviewmilk-mustache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/2379269251403026927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/2379269251403026927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/movie-reviewmilk-mustache.html' title='Movie review—Milk mustache'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ScRwiC6FpVI/AAAAAAAAADc/2C_8THEXpc4/s72-c/1194233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-382044045581966633</id><published>2009-03-19T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T17:50:08.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Squirrels—nature's junkies</title><content type='html'>I just saw a really cute squirrel yesterday but I gotta say—they're all really tweaked out aren't they?! Squirrels are nature's drug addicts. They're always looking around all over and don't stay still. They're digging, looking for nuts (drugs), or just being otherwise sketchy. They start with acorns and before you know it they're snorting walnuts off oak tree bark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, next time you see a squirrel, be a friend try to get him some help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ScLnF3r2zuI/AAAAAAAAADU/UzvrrARLXuU/s1600-h/005SquirrelDM_468x348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ScLnF3r2zuI/AAAAAAAAADU/UzvrrARLXuU/s320/005SquirrelDM_468x348.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315064598283865826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-382044045581966633?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/382044045581966633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/squirrels-natures-junkies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/382044045581966633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/382044045581966633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/squirrels-natures-junkies.html' title='Squirrels—nature&apos;s junkies'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/ScLnF3r2zuI/AAAAAAAAADU/UzvrrARLXuU/s72-c/005SquirrelDM_468x348.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-2183919325062683838</id><published>2009-03-17T18:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T18:45:37.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy T.J. O’Pootertoots!</title><content type='html'>Happy wearin' o' the green to all my Irish friends! I'm your all-American mutt so I'm some percentage of Irish, a bit of this, a dash of that, some native American...etc. I like to pretend I'm more Irish than anything on March 17th but I can't fake the funk on Columbus Day, I'm not remotely Eye-talian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The secret is that T.J. O’Pootertoot's famous Pooter Balls are people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f0S2rGXaCEk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f0S2rGXaCEk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-2183919325062683838?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/2183919325062683838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/tj-opootertoots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/2183919325062683838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/2183919325062683838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/tj-opootertoots.html' title='Happy T.J. O’Pootertoots!'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-736935234096952892</id><published>2009-03-16T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T18:20:24.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI</title><content type='html'>I got a paper cut today. Please send me sympathy and warm wishes. Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-736935234096952892?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/736935234096952892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/tmi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/736935234096952892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/736935234096952892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/tmi.html' title='TMI'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-3843631329204596879</id><published>2009-03-16T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T18:19:47.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This boot ain't made for walking</title><content type='html'>Okay, so this isn't the most exciting drawing in the world, but it's one that I did in my sketchbook during lunch the other day. I'm trying to get into posting artwork here so this is my first step. Ha ha. Get it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb76kqeCBgI/AAAAAAAAADM/VxpHA-JCkNI/s1600-h/Boot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb76kqeCBgI/AAAAAAAAADM/VxpHA-JCkNI/s320/Boot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313960118126249474" 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/629595080232851749-3843631329204596879?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/3843631329204596879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-boot-aint-made-for-walking.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/3843631329204596879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/3843631329204596879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-boot-aint-made-for-walking.html' title='This boot ain&apos;t made for walking'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb76kqeCBgI/AAAAAAAAADM/VxpHA-JCkNI/s72-c/Boot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-1869604910624877078</id><published>2009-03-15T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T12:14:34.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fleetwood Mac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>Fleetwood Mac at Mohegan Sun</title><content type='html'>So last night Keith and I went to see Fleetwood Mac at Mohegan Sun and damn did we have amazing seats! We were front row center–I've never been that close for any show and it's pretty amazing. They sounded great and played a full 2 1/2 hours of their greatest hits. I wish the band would've done a little more audience interaction however, since they mostly ignored us lowly folk standing below their feet. It was a great experience and a great show though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've attached some pictures and two reviews from local papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.courant.com/entertainment/music/hc-fleetwood-mac-review-0315,0,4372828.story&lt;br /&gt;http://www.masslive.com/entertainment/index.ssf/2009/03/fleetwood_mac_unleash_big_hits.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.courant.com/entertainment/music/hc-fleetwood-mac-review-0315,0,4372828.story"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1SJ7LP66I/AAAAAAAAADE/ibAOs7sot88/s1600-h/SDC10171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1SJ7LP66I/AAAAAAAAADE/ibAOs7sot88/s320/SDC10171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313493465824226210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1SJF5jl5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/I3DNyQ2Ac5w/s1600-h/SDC10169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1SJF5jl5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/I3DNyQ2Ac5w/s320/SDC10169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313493451522938770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1SI7usymI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FIjpeeNc1tA/s1600-h/SDC10123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1SI7usymI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FIjpeeNc1tA/s320/SDC10123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313493448793049698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1SImB_lGI/AAAAAAAAACs/wLFJiiQXCRU/s1600-h/SDC10105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1SImB_lGI/AAAAAAAAACs/wLFJiiQXCRU/s320/SDC10105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313493442968392802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1RAEFaNZI/AAAAAAAAACk/VnzyqVETbdU/s1600-h/SDC10082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1RAEFaNZI/AAAAAAAAACk/VnzyqVETbdU/s320/SDC10082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313492196905334162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1Q_gvmNYI/AAAAAAAAACc/yJ9RS3fzK8k/s1600-h/SDC10074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1Q_gvmNYI/AAAAAAAAACc/yJ9RS3fzK8k/s320/SDC10074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313492187418604930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1Q_YkHZXI/AAAAAAAAACU/G7pZZHmrYeo/s1600-h/SDC10061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1Q_YkHZXI/AAAAAAAAACU/G7pZZHmrYeo/s320/SDC10061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313492185222964594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1Q-aG5jrI/AAAAAAAAACM/FD3--0dP9tY/s1600-h/SDC10038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1Q-aG5jrI/AAAAAAAAACM/FD3--0dP9tY/s320/SDC10038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313492168457424562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1Q92OlibI/AAAAAAAAACE/5QzlwK4Bea4/s1600-h/SDC10029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1Q92OlibI/AAAAAAAAACE/5QzlwK4Bea4/s320/SDC10029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313492158825990578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1P5-uaZiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/01_1-Bg3M68/s1600-h/SDC10184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1P5-uaZiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/01_1-Bg3M68/s320/SDC10184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313490992875857442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.courant.com/entertainment/music/reviews/hc-fleetwood-mac-review-0315,0,6067486.story"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-1869604910624877078?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/1869604910624877078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/fleetwood-mac-at-mohegan-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1869604910624877078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/1869604910624877078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/fleetwood-mac-at-mohegan-sun.html' title='Fleetwood Mac at Mohegan Sun'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/Sb1SJ7LP66I/AAAAAAAAADE/ibAOs7sot88/s72-c/SDC10171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-4294478854398851238</id><published>2009-03-14T10:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:04:29.135-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie review'/><title type='text'>Movie review—No, Speed Racer, no.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SbvyRp5IqwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qZOAkMmYkL4/s1600-h/speed_racer_movie_poster_new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SbvyRp5IqwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qZOAkMmYkL4/s320/speed_racer_movie_poster_new.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313106570530827010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed Racer was not a very good movie, although I'm sure most people could've surmised that already. I don't know why they made this movie live-action, they should've just made a better looking cartoon if they really insisted on making a Speed Racer movie. The cast was great, but the movie was not. I feel a sleep like a half hour into it and that first half hour was not very entertaining. Therefore I give it 3 out of 4 sheep. That's the scale to determine how fast you'd fall asleep watching it. Wah, wah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-4294478854398851238?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/4294478854398851238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/movie-reviewno-speed-racer-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/4294478854398851238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/4294478854398851238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/movie-reviewno-speed-racer-no.html' title='Movie review—No, Speed Racer, no.'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SbvyRp5IqwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qZOAkMmYkL4/s72-c/speed_racer_movie_poster_new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-2876247205919826166</id><published>2009-03-14T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:53:56.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leather, lace, possibly bad hair</title><content type='html'>I'm going to see Fleetwood Mac tonight and I'm so excited, I have front row center seats thanks to my sister. I hope to have up close pictures of the event.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-2876247205919826166?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/2876247205919826166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/leather-lace-possibly-bad-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/2876247205919826166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/2876247205919826166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/leather-lace-possibly-bad-hair.html' title='Leather, lace, possibly bad hair'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-7577198479636242055</id><published>2009-03-12T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T12:16:30.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doors...the silent killer</title><content type='html'>Beware faithful reader, there's a killer among you, right there lurking in every room in your house, ready to strike and you probably had no idea—doors! I ran into one of these bastards in the dark last night and just look what it did to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SbmKgEUYhAI/AAAAAAAAABs/i3XXKPiC_c8/s1600-h/Photo+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SbmKgEUYhAI/AAAAAAAAABs/i3XXKPiC_c8/s320/Photo+19.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312429518979892226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-7577198479636242055?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/7577198479636242055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/doorsthe-silent-killer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7577198479636242055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7577198479636242055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/doorsthe-silent-killer.html' title='Doors...the silent killer'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SbmKgEUYhAI/AAAAAAAAABs/i3XXKPiC_c8/s72-c/Photo+19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-7395309823753807886</id><published>2009-03-11T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T12:17:40.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Cylon...is that a type of synthetic fabric?</title><content type='html'>I was watching Battlestar Galactica last night and if you haven't watched it do yourself a favor and watch it. There are only a few episodes left but you can get it on DVD or download it. It's quality sci-fi that uses robots called Cylons as an allegory for bigotry and an exploration of humanity in general. It's really thoughtful and well-written and doesn't have all sorts of weird looking aliens. Who needs them, they just raise the price per episode with makeup and special effects! Anyway the Cylons are bad mo-fos not like your typical comic relief robots, effeminate C-3PO droids, Roombas or what have you. There are two types of Cylons, the scary killer robot variety (as pictured here) and the ones who look like "normal humans" (i.e. supermodels). Not only are the majority of the human looking Cylons hot, they come in multiples! Bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SbhyO2LwnfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eBtjqIEjj60/s1600-h/HWA1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SbhyO2LwnfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eBtjqIEjj60/s320/HWA1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312121359872073202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SbhwRAF7wVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iRGh_ZDX3O0/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SbhwRAF7wVI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iRGh_ZDX3O0/s320/06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312119197868474706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the drama, analogies, deep pondering of humanity, and killer robots, the other great thing about Battlestar Galactica? Frak. They don't say that other four letter f word, in space if you're fleeing from killer robots that you created you say frak. I guess there's just no reason why you can't be sensitive to the young 'uns ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it's a frakkin' awesome shot and sadly there are only a few episodes left and I highly recommend it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-7395309823753807886?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/7395309823753807886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/cylonis-that-type-of-synthetic-fabric.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7395309823753807886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/7395309823753807886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/cylonis-that-type-of-synthetic-fabric.html' title='Cylon...is that a type of synthetic fabric?'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u8DfH4dDGHw/SbhyO2LwnfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eBtjqIEjj60/s72-c/HWA1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-6871228383870652252</id><published>2009-03-10T18:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T18:13:21.755-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cult classic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Enter...The Room!</title><content type='html'>Okay, two posts in one day; whaddya gonna do?! I just want to get word out about The Room. It is a cinematic marvel the likes of which the world has never seen. It is truly a gem. A gem wrapped in bad acting, no plot and lots of awkward sex scenes. It's only about $10 on Amazon, splurge and buy it! It's a big cult hit in L.A. and has midnight screenings and the like.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.theroommovie.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FRN9FpMkUbU&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/FRN9FpMkUbU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-6871228383870652252?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/6871228383870652252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/enterthe-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/6871228383870652252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/6871228383870652252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/enterthe-room.html' title='Enter...The Room!'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629595080232851749.post-5674293506317330179</id><published>2009-03-10T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T17:53:44.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's first blog</title><content type='html'>So I finally decided to join the many masses of vain, egocentric bloggers and post crap that interests me or I find funny. I hope you like it! Ha ha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/629595080232851749-5674293506317330179?l=johnblathers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/feeds/5674293506317330179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/babys-first-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5674293506317330179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/629595080232851749/posts/default/5674293506317330179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnblathers.blogspot.com/2009/03/babys-first-blog.html' title='Baby&apos;s first blog'/><author><name>John B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02795042112700204894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gcsnPVEK72s/TVNyyN4y1ZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/F8EkNWm5yKU/s220/Passenger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
