<?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-6182700628363397100</id><updated>2011-07-30T13:43:14.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Michi's Mind..</title><subtitle type='html'>"When will I learn? The answer to life's problems aren't at the bottom of a bottle, they're on TV!" -Homer Simpson</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>162</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-7151308462652846242</id><published>2009-09-20T15:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T11:04:13.981-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeff &amp; Jordan Forever &lt;3</title><content type='html'>Confirmed via youtube video Jeff and Jordan from Big Brother 11 are officially an item. I guess it is back to the drawing board on who I want to be the next Bachelor.. I am super happy for them and hope they can stick it out. Perhaps they can get their own reality show now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p5RBPg3Bknc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p5RBPg3Bknc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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/6182700628363397100-7151308462652846242?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7151308462652846242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/jeff-jordan-forever-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7151308462652846242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7151308462652846242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/jeff-jordan-forever-3.html' title='Jeff &amp; Jordan Forever &lt;3'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-4096244215829947222</id><published>2009-09-16T11:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T12:11:48.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I need $37K stat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SrEOFLRzkVI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/_kbbbMDkj7A/s1600-h/0000048943_20080602180800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SrEOFLRzkVI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/_kbbbMDkj7A/s320/0000048943_20080602180800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382098511774060882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How did I not know that Jeffrey Donovan was auctioning off an opportunity to guest star on Burn Notice and that the winner would also get to kiss him on screen. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sexy actor auctioned off not one but two walk-on roles on his hit USA spy show for a whopping $36,000 at his pal Michael Bolton's 17th annual benefit concert for women and children at risk.  After two women got into a bidding war over a chance to be near him he said they both could have walk on rolls AND a kiss! Obviously I wasn't there or the two woman would be dead and I would be kissing Jeffrey Donovan right now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-4096244215829947222?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4096244215829947222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-need-37k-stat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4096244215829947222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4096244215829947222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-need-37k-stat.html' title='I need $37K stat!'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SrEOFLRzkVI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/_kbbbMDkj7A/s72-c/0000048943_20080602180800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-1804267643887489820</id><published>2009-09-16T11:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T11:55:44.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Brother Finale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SrEJ21ZEmXI/AAAAAAAAA-A/Is73I3GWBb4/s1600-h/bb11Jordan.0.0.0x0.240x300.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SrEJ21ZEmXI/AAAAAAAAA-A/Is73I3GWBb4/s320/bb11Jordan.0.0.0x0.240x300.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382093867334277490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the winner of Big Brother 11 is... Jordan!!!!! Proving that blondes are not so dumb after all Jordan won the last HOH competition securing her spot in the final two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was racing during the intense competition between Kev and Jordo. I was thrilled Jordan beat out Kevin and chose to take Nat to the end. Jordan had a much better shot at the money against Natalie then Kevin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jordan won I started screaming. Screaming! I am not even joking, my throat is killing me today. I don't know why I was yelling, no one is sharing the money with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really hoping for a better reunion between Jeff and Jordan but she seemed to snub him after she won. I hope she was just caught up in the excitement and that they get together after the show. If not, I could always forward  my letters to ABC to cast Jeff as the next Bachelor.... I still can't believe we may never see Jeff again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thrilled of the outcome and I can not wait for next Season!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-1804267643887489820?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1804267643887489820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/big-brother-finale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/1804267643887489820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/1804267643887489820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/big-brother-finale.html' title='Big Brother Finale'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SrEJ21ZEmXI/AAAAAAAAA-A/Is73I3GWBb4/s72-c/bb11Jordan.0.0.0x0.240x300.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-4115620551397782212</id><published>2009-09-16T10:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T11:11:08.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>True Blood Gossip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SrD_noeonVI/AAAAAAAAA94/O9cbeMbtAyg/s1600-h/true-blood-finale-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SrD_noeonVI/AAAAAAAAA94/O9cbeMbtAyg/s320/true-blood-finale-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382082611053632850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The True Blood Season Finale was a little disappointing. We spent half the Season watching Maryanne the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Manead&lt;/span&gt; and then she was killed in ten minutes. The entire scene made no sense and their justification was lackluster.  The Bill/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt; engagement came out of nowhere and we only saw Eric for 5 minutes.  Sigh... I found an interview with Alan Ball that has tons of information for next season. MAJOR SPOILERS BEWARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some folks were surprised by the structure of the finale and your decision to wrap up the Maryann story in the first 30 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan Ball: I try to look at the show as basically almost like it’s a novel, and each episode is a chapter. I guess I’m influenced by the fact that when I watch TV shows, I watch the (DVD) boxed sets. Ultimately, it’s just organically the way it worked out. And the season finale last year was very similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t there more Eric in the finale&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Ball: There is a reason for not seeing Eric in the last part of the episode, but if I explain it, I’ll be (giving away) too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will he be prominent next season?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: Yes. I had many seasons of Eric planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Speaking of which, are you surprised at how passionate the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt;/Eric fans are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: Yes. I try not to get involved in that because it just sort of — it’s too confusing. I don’t want it to influence what the show is. Personally, I’m like, yes, Eric’s hot, but beyond that he’s dangerous, and I don’t know if he’d love anybody besides himself. What’s the appeal there? The bad boy? The danger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt; susceptible to Maryann’s powers but Jason was? Do they have different parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: They have the same parents. We will find out what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt; is (next season). There are such things as dominant and recessive genes. Maybe Jason is fundamentally human but he has a trace of some non-human stuff. He’s kind of a ridiculously perfect (human being). He’s athletic and has that charisma thing, so maybe he had some help in that regard. (Laughs) Ultimately, if you look at percentages, he’s mostly human. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt; has a stronger genetic predisposition in another direction. People who have read the books know exactly what I’m talking about. People who haven’t, it will be revealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What’s up with the Queen’s Yahtzee obsession?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: You’re 400 years old. What are you going to do? It’s something we came up with in the room and we thought it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fans are polarized about Evan Rachel Wood as the Queen. A big complaint is that she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t come off scary enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: She will. You don’t want to introduce a character you’re going to see later and blow your wad up front. It’s funny because the fans are so rabid. Of course, that’s fantastic. And the fact that they’re so completely wrapped up in the show and they get upset and they think, “I don’t like that!,” I love that. It means people are watching and the show is really affecting them. I think of the show as having a long life. You can’t explain everything and blow your wad in the first episode the first time time you introduce a character. All I can say is keep watching. It will make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will she return next season as a series regular?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: She won’t be a series regular, but she will appear. Every state has its own vampire royalty. We will meet the King of Mississippi. Interesting things happening between him and Evan’s Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As much as I loved Michelle Forbes’ portrayal of Maryann, the story felt like it dragged on a little long. Why did it take her so long to get to the endgame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: That’s part of what the queen talks about. They’re always improvising. She really can’t conjure up a God. But she’s so fervent in her belief; she keeps trying this sacrifice and that sacrifice. She’s completely delusional. She killed Miss Jeanette and I think she thought that was going to work. She always thinks it’s going to work. It never does because the God who comes never actually comes. But she so fervently believes that he will, and she’s been believing it for thousands of years. That’s how they were able to outsmart her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have we seen the last of her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: Yes, she’s gone. They destroyed her. She will never rise —which I hate because I love (Michelle), and she was so much fun to work with. She’s really delightful and everyone loves her and we hated to kill her but we had to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How closely will you follow the third book next season?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: We take the gist of the books, (but) we will depart whenever we feel like it makes better television as opposed to reading. We continue to use the books as templates. But now that I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; read all nine books there are things that are revealed in later books that we are moving up so that they’ll probably happen in the show earlier than they do in the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will you introduce &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Alcide&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you cast him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: No. We will also meet Sam’s blood relatives, the super bad vampire Franklin Mott, we’ll meet Debbie Pelt, we will also meet the people who live in Hotshot a little bit ahead of schedule. We’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; already broken four episodes and I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; spent two writers out with scripts over hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have we seen the last of the Fellowship of the Sun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: No. Just because Steve got humiliated, they still exist. And maybe he’s angrier than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The fact that Jason killed Eggs has me thinking you might restart the Jason-Tara love story next season. Will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: Certainly, Jason is going to be consumed with guilt. And he’s going to feel like, “I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; ruined her life and I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; got to make her feel better.” Whether that’s wise in any way shape or form remains to be seen. I think Tara certainly gave up on her obsession with Jason, but now that she’s dealing with the worst thing that ever happened to her, she might be more vulnerable to his charms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is Tara ever going to be in a happy relationship&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Ball: Happy relationships are boring. We all want them in our own life. But I don’t want to watch them on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Any plans to give Lafayette a boyfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anything imminent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: Nothing I can talk about. But certainly we will see more and more of Lafayette. He built a lot of walls around himself. But we will see him get vulnerable next year — and not just being afraid of Eric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Any regrets killing off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Godric&lt;/span&gt;? As I’m sure you’re aware the character was very well-received.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: There’s no regret in killing him off because I think that (story was) really powerful. That was my favorite thing about the second book. However, we can always go back in history. He and Eric had a relationship for a thousand years. We can always go back and see him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are Hoyt and Jessica doomed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: They still love each other. But there will be problems — as you probably could tell based on last night’s episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You do realize how awesome those two are together, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: I totally know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How long do we wait for the next season?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: It’s probably going to premiere around the same time it did this year. We’re going to try to shoot one episode before the Christmas break. I don’t know if HBO will bring the show back earlier, but it certainly won’t be later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is there anything I’m forgetting to ask you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: I’m surprised you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t ask who took Bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who took Bill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball: It was Hoyt’s mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-4115620551397782212?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4115620551397782212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/true-blood-gossip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4115620551397782212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4115620551397782212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/true-blood-gossip.html' title='True Blood Gossip'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SrD_noeonVI/AAAAAAAAA94/O9cbeMbtAyg/s72-c/true-blood-finale-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-8391403309397369012</id><published>2009-09-16T10:18:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T10:25:30.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody puts baby in the corner.. RIP Patrick Swayze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SrD0L20dAJI/AAAAAAAAA9w/oEVRBnEjHUA/s1600-h/pat111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SrD0L20dAJI/AAAAAAAAA9w/oEVRBnEjHUA/s320/pat111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382070039239000210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My heart aches with the news that Patrick Swayze has passed away. I have been obsessed with all things Dirty Dancing and especially Patrick Swayze for as long as I can rememeber. When I graduated from 6th grade my parents got me a huge poster and the soundtrack to the movie that I listened to over and over on our record player. To this day that is the only album I still own. Anytime Dirty Dancing comes on television I will stop what I am doing to watch, it never gets old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick Swayze was a wonderful actor and amazing dancer. When diagnosed with cancer he was so strong, refusing to give in to the disease. In a recent interview, with his wife Lisa by his side, you could feel the love radiating between the two of them.  I pray she will find peace and take solace in knowing that he touched many lives with his talent and courage. RIP Patrick Swayze. I will miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="525" height="444"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y97bWP33d8I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/y97bWP33d8I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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/6182700628363397100-8391403309397369012?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8391403309397369012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/nobody-puts-baby-in-corner-rip-patrick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/8391403309397369012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/8391403309397369012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/nobody-puts-baby-in-corner-rip-patrick.html' title='Nobody puts baby in the corner.. RIP Patrick Swayze'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SrD0L20dAJI/AAAAAAAAA9w/oEVRBnEjHUA/s72-c/pat111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-5477210338909784907</id><published>2009-09-15T13:15:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T09:42:37.019-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The douchebag award goes too...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SrDozXazuOI/AAAAAAAAA9o/zcjxCSbbDdU/s1600-h/Kanye-West-grabs-the-mic--001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SrDozXazuOI/AAAAAAAAA9o/zcjxCSbbDdU/s320/Kanye-West-grabs-the-mic--001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382057523865172194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It looks like Michael Lohan, Jon Gosselin and Kanye West are all in the running for the biggest douchbag award. At the moment Kanye West is in the lead since he stood up during the VMA's while Taylor Swift was accepting her award to announce that Beyonce really should have won. Are you kidding me? What does this have to do with him? Does  he represent Beyonce in some way that I am unaware of? How dare he ruin such a shining moment in Taylor Swift's career. I strongly feel that he should be banned from future events. He is not as talented as he thinks he is and really needs to learn how to shut his mouth. I am surprised him and his ego were able to even fit in the auditorium. Since the incident he has issued numerous half ass apologizes and the only time we have seen real emotion was when Jay Leno called him out and asked how his recently deceased mother would have reacted. Shame on Kanye! It is pretty amazing that a 19 year old girl showed more class then he could ever have. The only person smiling at this moment is probably Chris Brown..he's getting a breather from negative press for a moment..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-5477210338909784907?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5477210338909784907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/douchebag-award-goes-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/5477210338909784907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/5477210338909784907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/douchebag-award-goes-too.html' title='The douchebag award goes too...'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SrDozXazuOI/AAAAAAAAA9o/zcjxCSbbDdU/s72-c/Kanye-West-grabs-the-mic--001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-6631160338181883079</id><published>2009-09-10T11:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:17:08.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Glee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqkV098jeBI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/WNK2X0QuwEo/s1600-h/glee_cast_fox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqkV098jeBI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/WNK2X0QuwEo/s320/glee_cast_fox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379855229596694546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This show makes me want to sing. Literally. I can't get the Glee rendition of Gold Digger out of my head. These kids are so talented and the Glee teacher is adorable!! There were times it was obvious that they were lip &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;syncing&lt;/span&gt; but I think it was just poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cinematography&lt;/span&gt; that made it so blatant. It has a lot of potential and I will be tuning in next week. Doe Rey Mi Fa So La Ti Doeeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-6631160338181883079?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6631160338181883079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/glee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6631160338181883079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6631160338181883079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/glee.html' title='Glee'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqkV098jeBI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/WNK2X0QuwEo/s72-c/glee_cast_fox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-5690305610147128520</id><published>2009-09-10T10:34:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:03:34.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4146 Melrose Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqkVHGk54WI/AAAAAAAAA9A/OkvVTrariVY/s1600-h/melrose-place-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqkVHGk54WI/AAAAAAAAA9A/OkvVTrariVY/s320/melrose-place-logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379854441639436642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I actually got chills seeing the 4146 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Melrose&lt;/span&gt; Place sign outside the apartment buildings that I watched week after week in the early 90s.  It was a blast to see Michael and Sidney resume their old characters but the gorgeous, spoiled rich kids manifesting their own drama storyline can only be watched so many times. Gossip Girl, 90210 and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Melrose&lt;/span&gt; Place  are all starting to look eerily similar. I also have to wonder if the network is just grasping for story ideas, when instead of coming out with new original shows they are just recycling the hits of the 1990s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-5690305610147128520?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5690305610147128520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-games-begin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/5690305610147128520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/5690305610147128520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-games-begin.html' title='4146 Melrose Place'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqkVHGk54WI/AAAAAAAAA9A/OkvVTrariVY/s72-c/melrose-place-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-194715498934330970</id><published>2009-09-10T09:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:50:54.042-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fangbangers..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqkEH1AKvtI/AAAAAAAAA84/sDHlIcoUIq0/s1600-h/alexander-skarsgard-evan-rachel-wood-dating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqkEH1AKvtI/AAAAAAAAA84/sDHlIcoUIq0/s320/alexander-skarsgard-evan-rachel-wood-dating.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379835762404146898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is something in the air on the True Blood set. First Stephen Moyer (Bill) and Anna Paquin (Sookie) took their on screen hookup to real life and now word on the street is that (Eric) Alexander Skarsgard  and (Queen Sophie-Ann) Evan Rachel Wood are dating too. That bitch! Either they are choosing their latest relationships on closest proximity or all that sexiness is just to much to handle. I just wonder if they say to each other.. I'm hot, your hot..let's do it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-194715498934330970?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/194715498934330970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/fangbangers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/194715498934330970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/194715498934330970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/fangbangers.html' title='Fangbangers..'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqkEH1AKvtI/AAAAAAAAA84/sDHlIcoUIq0/s72-c/alexander-skarsgard-evan-rachel-wood-dating.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-7168923030173231929</id><published>2009-09-09T20:56:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:42:21.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On my six..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqhOzOSBW4I/AAAAAAAAA8w/61H93IK62ac/s1600-h/jag_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqhOzOSBW4I/AAAAAAAAA8w/61H93IK62ac/s320/jag_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379636396808035202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Fall Season shows have not started, reruns are boring and it is making it really difficult to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully my other half - and by that I mean my boyfriend, not the voices in my head, has saved the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has turned me onto a show that is long off the air but I never caught on television the first time around. When he makes suggestions, I go into the conversation with necessary caution. I am never quite sure what I am getting. I once got roped into watching a two hour documentary about people who lived  in the wild with wolves. Then there was a time I watched a show about the guys who clean the rust off bridges. Almost jumped off a bridge myself during those few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, the current television suggestion was spot on and he picked a show that I am slowly falling in love with. The name of the show is JAG. JAG is the American Military acronym for Judge Advocate General. The show is an adventure/legal drama. With a gorgeous lead (you soooo knew that was coming) named Harmon Rabb, a former Navy pilot turned JAG lawyer, him and his team investigate crimes committed by Military personnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explosions, guns, romance, laughter, good looking people on great adventures and wonderful mysteries that need to be solved,  this is a show for both men and women. Once I get hooked on a show it is important for me to do the necessary research. I was amazed to learn that JAG ran for over ten seasons! The first season appeared on one network and was then cancelled. For the second season and beyond it was picked up by another station and slightly altered to make it more appealing to the masses. I am currently up to Season 3 and we are finally learning more about each character and the main storyline is getting deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about the first Season intrigues me very much. It was raw and quirky and the chemistry between the leads was palpable. I loved the easy flirtation that was relevant in every episode. Once it switched networks it became more formal and rigid but obviously that worked since it stayed on air for the next ten years. If it was up to me, I would have left the show as it was filmed in Season 1, but then again I am not a Network Exec, so what do I know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mentioned, the lead male actor, David Jame Elliot, is gorgeous and I had to scout around to get more information him. To my own amusement I realized that he played a moving man in a well known episode of Seinfeld and never would I have guessed it was the same guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqhOtjQl2mI/AAAAAAAAA8o/66PzzeL-hS0/s1600-h/seinfeld14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqhOtjQl2mI/AAAAAAAAA8o/66PzzeL-hS0/s320/seinfeld14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379636299359967842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am thrilled that I have a new show to sink my teeth into, no pun intended, as the True Blood Finale airs in only a few days. I promise to keep the folks updated as I conquer Season after Season. At the rate I watch TV I should be done by Columbus Day.&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/6182700628363397100-7168923030173231929?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7168923030173231929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/jag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7168923030173231929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7168923030173231929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/jag.html' title='On my six..'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqhOzOSBW4I/AAAAAAAAA8w/61H93IK62ac/s72-c/jag_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-3538522531473422130</id><published>2009-09-04T11:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:02:03.928-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I may.. I wish I might..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqE5DlYhAlI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/xWznrccvg38/s1600-h/s2-521-500x333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqE5DlYhAlI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/xWznrccvg38/s320/s2-521-500x333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377642163794412114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has taken me several days to write this blog because I have spent the better portion of my time channeling all my energy into making Wentworth Miller appear. Why would I be spending all my time on this you ask? Well on this weeks episode of True Blood we are finally introduced to Queen Sophie-Anne. Queen Sophie-Anne spends her days laying in her faux sun room, fang banging beautiful women (yes, vampires, can be same sex oriented, who knew!?) and playing yahtzee. What day would be complete without a rousing game of Yahtzee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill and Eric look to the Queen in finding out how they can take down Maryann. According to Queen Sophie-Anne, Maryann the Maenad can not be killed. Turns out Maryann is waiting for the god that comes but there is no such being that exists. "He only exists in humans' minds — like money and morality." To take that even further, Maryann thinks she needs to offer her god a sacrifice — she's partial to supernatural beings, hence her interest in Sam — so that the god Dionysus aka Satan will come and kill her. A true death, ravished and devoured by her true god. Um, really? So Maryann obtained all her powers because she wished it hard enough upon herself to make it happen. Are you joking me?! If that was the case I'd be surrounded by Wentworth Miller, Eric the Vampire, Jeffrey Donovan and a shit load of cash. I'd sacrifice myself to them any day of the week. I wish, I wish, I wish... this episode of  True Blood didn't suck so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqFj7dX74CI/AAAAAAAAA8g/udlHWyrn_Gc/s1600-h/090831trueblood_evanrachelwood1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqFj7dX74CI/AAAAAAAAA8g/udlHWyrn_Gc/s320/090831trueblood_evanrachelwood1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377689303205535778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least Jason gave us some laughs when he learned of Sam's shape shifting abilities and pondered aloud "You think Sam's ever turned into a dog and then had sex with a lady dog?" This was the first of two questions that Jason asks about Sam's particular talent, the other being "You think Sam could turn into a chicken and eat an egg he just laid? By the end of the episode I wonder if Jason wasn't so far off with that question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-3538522531473422130?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3538522531473422130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wish-i-may-i-wish-i-might.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3538522531473422130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3538522531473422130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wish-i-may-i-wish-i-might.html' title='I wish I may.. I wish I might..'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqE5DlYhAlI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/xWznrccvg38/s72-c/s2-521-500x333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-2698697515107820155</id><published>2009-09-04T11:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T11:09:33.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't get me started..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqEtmNfvLWI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/76dTj5iMrBA/s1600-h/090821bigbrother_jeff1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqEtmNfvLWI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/76dTj5iMrBA/s320/090821bigbrother_jeff1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377629564538137954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeff was evicted..Natalie won HOH.. I can not even discuss it.. Praying Michele or Jordan can make it into the final 2...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-2698697515107820155?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2698697515107820155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-get-me-started.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2698697515107820155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2698697515107820155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-get-me-started.html' title='Don&apos;t get me started..'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqEtmNfvLWI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/76dTj5iMrBA/s72-c/090821bigbrother_jeff1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-3736716085682498973</id><published>2009-09-04T10:55:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:59:14.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby is back..</title><content type='html'>Wentworth Miller as Nate Kendall on Law &amp;amp; Order SVU. Check out the latest preview:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ryqYo5VjeOI&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&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/ryqYo5VjeOI&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" 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/6182700628363397100-3736716085682498973?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3736716085682498973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-baby-is-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3736716085682498973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3736716085682498973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-baby-is-back.html' title='My baby is back..'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-4729303013337228676</id><published>2009-09-03T20:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:25:30.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>True Blood Book Readers Suck - Literally!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqBeJQHrKyI/AAAAAAAAA8I/z2UQO9b5C1c/s1600-h/SOOKIE_eric.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqBeJQHrKyI/AAAAAAAAA8I/z2UQO9b5C1c/s320/SOOKIE_eric.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377401468119362338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Annoying True Blood Book Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop putting information about the book series in message board forums that are for the television show. If I read one more freaking spoiler from the book I am going to smack someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;A very irritated TB fan who just read a humongous spoiler, damn you people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-4729303013337228676?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4729303013337228676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/dear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4729303013337228676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4729303013337228676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/dear.html' title='True Blood Book Readers Suck - Literally!!'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqBeJQHrKyI/AAAAAAAAA8I/z2UQO9b5C1c/s72-c/SOOKIE_eric.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-3756244017601312552</id><published>2009-09-03T20:11:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:17:21.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Glamour Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A filler blog entry, in honor of a filler episode..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqBb-5HtcXI/AAAAAAAAA8A/3-9hDkF6kIU/s1600-h/true-blood-eric-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqBb-5HtcXI/AAAAAAAAA8A/3-9hDkF6kIU/s400/true-blood-eric-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377399091123548530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6182700628363397100-3756244017601312552?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3756244017601312552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/bedroom-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3756244017601312552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3756244017601312552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/bedroom-eyes.html' title='Glamour Me'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqBb-5HtcXI/AAAAAAAAA8A/3-9hDkF6kIU/s72-c/true-blood-eric-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-2503528113043052641</id><published>2009-09-03T17:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T17:51:48.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak Peak: The Hills &amp; The City</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, September 29, 2009 an all new Season of The Hills and The City begin. Yes, I know it's scripted but these are two bad reality shows I can not resist. Take a look at what awaits us this Season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://player.ooyala.com/player.js?height=344&amp;amp;embedCode=g3OTJ1Or7gW-LDSB5VZ-9_ls6BdW77eW&amp;amp;width=425"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6UdHnbN9EeI&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&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/6UdHnbN9EeI&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-2503528113043052641?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2503528113043052641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/tuesday-september-29-2009-all-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2503528113043052641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2503528113043052641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/tuesday-september-29-2009-all-new.html' title='Sneak Peak: The Hills &amp; The City'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-5544160373820295413</id><published>2009-09-03T17:32:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T17:40:56.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't it ironic..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqA3ZQF9moI/AAAAAAAAA7w/jtA4mbfuZkU/s1600-h/shane+silas+mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqA3ZQF9moI/AAAAAAAAA7w/jtA4mbfuZkU/s320/shane+silas+mom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377358862036605570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A traffic jam when you're already late..&lt;br /&gt;A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break..&lt;br /&gt;It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife..&lt;br /&gt;It's meeting the man of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And then meeting his beautiful wife..&lt;br /&gt;And isn't it ironic...don't you think&lt;br /&gt;A little too ironic...and, yeah, I really do think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Alanis Morissette said: isn't it ironic when you go around threatening other people, you are bound to get a mallet to the head. Well, maybe that's not exactly what she said, but holy heck, if I could have envisioned hundreds of cliffhangers for the Weeds Season Finale, Shane cracking Pilar in the head with a mallet was not on the list. I am pretty sure Pilar is dead, since I think we just heard her head split open. I hardly had a chance to blink and register what we had just witnessed. It is quite ironic that Pilar and Nancy would talk so much smack, but when it came down to it, Shane is the one who took action. If only a video camera had been recording my face when the whole thing went down because I have never been so blindsided by a scene before.  I know I speculated that Shane was on a dangerous path but never did I imagine murder be next on his list. Not that Pilar didn't deserve it, the bitch needed to go. How dare she threaten Shane and Silas! How they will cover this up I have no idea but I can only hope Shane practice's saying "Pilar, who?!" for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a method to my madness when I chose to quote Alanis Morissette in this opener. Alanis has been guest starring as Andy's love interest in the past few episodes. I have only known her as a singer but she is quite a good actress and very cute too. A lot prettier then I ever remember from her infamous "Ironic" video. I am not sure if she will be in the next Season since the last time we see her she is strolling along with Andy when her lunatic stalker shows up and in true Andy fashion, he runs away instead of protecting her. Something tells me their recent engagement will be short lived.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-5544160373820295413?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5544160373820295413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/isnt-it-ironic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/5544160373820295413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/5544160373820295413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/isnt-it-ironic.html' title='Isn&apos;t it ironic..'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SqA3ZQF9moI/AAAAAAAAA7w/jtA4mbfuZkU/s72-c/shane+silas+mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-2987501382729798268</id><published>2009-09-02T20:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:59:32.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drop Dead...Fred?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sp8Uz_J8D3I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/SIZ-NajOLTo/s1600-h/fat-3-190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sp8Uz_J8D3I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/SIZ-NajOLTo/s400/fat-3-190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377039363462664050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They got rid of the Fred character (Jane's guardian angel) on Drop Dead Diva and fans are not happy. Myself included! We have watched the first 6 or 7 episodes with him having a major back story only to learn via sparkly envelope that Fred was sent back to Heaven for disobeying Guardian Angel rules.. WHAT!? BRING FRED BACK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that minor complaint, Drop Dead Diva is still making me laugh and keeping me highly entertained. I wish we would focus more on how Deb/Jane is dealing with her new buxom bod. Seeing her go on a first date or even (gasp!) have sex for the first time as a full figured gal would surely open the door to tons more laughs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-2987501382729798268?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2987501382729798268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/drop-deadfred.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2987501382729798268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2987501382729798268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/drop-deadfred.html' title='Drop Dead...Fred?'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sp8Uz_J8D3I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/SIZ-NajOLTo/s72-c/fat-3-190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-3649348116375693958</id><published>2009-09-02T20:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:48:09.692-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jeff and Jordan Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sp8ROhU8DwI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/lthIQEnB3Ok/s1600-h/738p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sp8ROhU8DwI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/lthIQEnB3Ok/s320/738p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377035421265694466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting rid of Russell and then losing the POV competition has sealed Jeff's fate and I imagine that by this time tomorrow he will be on his way to the jury house. I am truly sad to see him or Jordan leave the house. In an attempt to cure my television boredom I decided to catch a few episodes of Big Brother After Dark. Supposedly this is where things are totally live and uncensored. I have obviously opted into this feature too late in the game because there is no drama, just idle chit chat and boring game talk that really goes no where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I am watching is to see Jeff and Jordan interact with each other. You will actually find me laying on my couch watching Jeff and Jordan lay on the couch in the BB house. There is total silence. No, I haven't shut my TV off. They just aren't speaking therefore I am now watching two people lay on a couch. Who knew this was realty TV? I have been doing this my whole life minus the big paycheck. They remind me of Jessica Simpson and Nick Lachey when they were on Newlyweds. The cute banter and bickering. They are especially adorable when they stroke each others hair and sometimes lay cuddling with fingers intertwined. I can't get enough of them! In fact, if they had their own realty show, I'd watch that too. Hint Hint Network TV! Much to Jeff's dismay, Jordan has made it quite clear that nothing more then a random kiss has gone down between the two of them. As the end draws near for one of them I wonder if this showmance will continue into the real world. I am also eager to know Jordan's secret in resisting Jeff and not pouncing on him every time he smiles at her. Swooooooon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-3649348116375693958?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3649348116375693958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/jeff-and-jordan-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3649348116375693958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3649348116375693958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/jeff-and-jordan-show.html' title='The Jeff and Jordan Show'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sp8ROhU8DwI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/lthIQEnB3Ok/s72-c/738p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-6612040125007781213</id><published>2009-09-02T20:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:13:28.812-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So boring..It doesn't even deserve a title..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sp8JxVWs8VI/AAAAAAAAA7I/1x37sfcmfb4/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sp8JxVWs8VI/AAAAAAAAA7I/1x37sfcmfb4/s320/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377027223254266194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hate to put it out there but it needs to be said. This weeks episode of Mad Men was boring. So boring in fact that I was tempted to fast forward through most of it. I really hate when this happens. A show has a stellar opening season, followed by a ratings rise in the 2nd year and just when it reaches a huge fan base the show bottoms out and doesn't live up to it's own hype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not to judge a show too harshly when a new Season begins because I understand they need to lay down the groundwork for what is to come but I am really disappointed. They keep jumping from story line to story line and none of it is that interesting. Not to mention we have tons of story lines from last Season that they haven't even touched upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I am only watching to see the ever so sexy Don Draper and Betty's amazing '60s ensembles. It was announced that Mad Men has been renewed for Season Four, I can only hope this Season picks up or it won't be returning to my queue for another Season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-6612040125007781213?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6612040125007781213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-boringit-doesnt-even-deserve-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6612040125007781213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6612040125007781213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-boringit-doesnt-even-deserve-title.html' title='So boring..It doesn&apos;t even deserve a title..'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sp8JxVWs8VI/AAAAAAAAA7I/1x37sfcmfb4/s72-c/9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-8186697184215844222</id><published>2009-09-02T19:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:09:01.575-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Down with FOX!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sp8GJoXqq2I/AAAAAAAAA7A/PV5ose_jdyc/s1600-h/fox_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sp8GJoXqq2I/AAAAAAAAA7A/PV5ose_jdyc/s320/fox_logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377023242628934498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Fox Network is pissing me off! My anger started months ago when they moved Prison Break from Monday night to Friday night for the last six episodes.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows that Friday night is like the graveyard of television. To make matters worse they refused to air the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;additional&lt;/span&gt; two hour movie that explained the Finale, even though it was shown in almost every other country. That in itself is a real slap in the face to fans who helped Fox reach record high ratings every Monday night for the last four years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to bring me back to my rant at the present time, the icing on the cake is that they have decided to stop airing Seinfeld at 7:30pm and 11:00pm. This is like the end of an era! What will people watch now before they go to bed? And by people, I mean ME. Their genius idea is to show The Office instead of Seinfeld. Now, as funny as The Office is, it can't ever compare to Seinfeld. Plus The Office is a show you can watch once or twice and then it stops being funny. I think Fox is making a huge mistake and they have screwed me over for the last time. Here's hoping their ratings plummet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-8186697184215844222?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8186697184215844222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/down-with-fox.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/8186697184215844222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/8186697184215844222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/09/down-with-fox.html' title='Down with FOX!'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sp8GJoXqq2I/AAAAAAAAA7A/PV5ose_jdyc/s72-c/fox_logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-6340119341665597577</id><published>2009-08-28T11:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T11:27:12.567-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong Move</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Spf3DHO_RdI/AAAAAAAAA64/G06W3wECGsI/s1600-h/3770070552_34050a33f5_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Spf3DHO_RdI/AAAAAAAAA64/G06W3wECGsI/s320/3770070552_34050a33f5_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375036313143559634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeff, ya screwed up!!! You should have taken Michelle and Russell to the final four. Then Rus/Mich and Jord/Jeff could have battled it out for the final two. Now with Russell gone and Natalie and Kevin in power I am sure they will backstab Jeff the moment they have an opportunity. I think Jeff just secured his spot in the jury house. Jeff is going to feel like an idiot when he finds out Nat and Kev made up the entire Russell backstabbing story.. Sigh...I have nothing else to say..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-6340119341665597577?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6340119341665597577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/wrong-move.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6340119341665597577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6340119341665597577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/wrong-move.html' title='Wrong Move'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Spf3DHO_RdI/AAAAAAAAA64/G06W3wECGsI/s72-c/3770070552_34050a33f5_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-6534348238250915553</id><published>2009-08-28T10:49:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T11:03:51.212-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blonde Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Spfv1uifl1I/AAAAAAAAA6o/HljSrjTI3ms/s1600-h/BizarroTexasCap.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Spfv1uifl1I/AAAAAAAAA6o/HljSrjTI3ms/s320/BizarroTexasCap.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375028386594789202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made a faux pas and I am choosing to embrace it and share it with the world instead of pretending I didn't do it.  So it turns out that the show Deadliest Catch takes place in the Bering Sea and not the barren sea. Hey, I never claimed to have a Ph.D ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Mike Rowe was saying barren sea all those times. Ya know.. like the vast, open, dangerous, BARREN waters. I just never understood why he chose to use the word barren so much and now it is all clear to me. I still blame Mike Rowe, he should really learn how to enunciate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-6534348238250915553?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6534348238250915553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/oops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6534348238250915553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6534348238250915553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/oops.html' title='Blonde Moment'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Spfv1uifl1I/AAAAAAAAA6o/HljSrjTI3ms/s72-c/BizarroTexasCap.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-5496032758892638569</id><published>2009-08-28T10:23:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T11:03:05.992-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Telenovela: A limited-run television show popular in Latin America</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfxlL45q5I/AAAAAAAAA6w/yOfXq6NprFw/s1600-h/weedsblog_celia-phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfxlL45q5I/AAAAAAAAA6w/yOfXq6NprFw/s320/weedsblog_celia-phone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375030301438880658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Celia pretending to be Nancy Botwin. I love it! From the long dark hair to the trashy outfit and dazed look on her face, Celia pegged Nancy to a T and gave me a genius idea. I will be Nancy Botwin for Halloween. Not one of my favorite holidays because I am no longer of trick or treating age I haven't dressed up since I was 10. This may be the year that all changes. All I need is dark hair, an iced coffee with extra long straw and a glassy look on my face. Come to think of it, that "costume" isn't far off from my everyday appearance. I may have to brush up on my drug lingo though. Google Search Activated: Weed, pot, marijuanna, dope, grass, mary jane, ganja, cannabis, skunk, hash etc.. Who knew there were so many words for weed!  Maybe I will just carry dime bags filled with parsly as part of my costume. That is probably safer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Spfo2OVGlfI/AAAAAAAAA54/kx02Ho9XUww/s1600-h/6a00d834515f1369e201157203049b970b-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Spfo2OVGlfI/AAAAAAAAA54/kx02Ho9XUww/s320/6a00d834515f1369e201157203049b970b-800wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375020698547164658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this episode, Nancy searches for Esteban in what looks like a DMV office as Andy continues to berate her for screwing up everyone's life. Geez Andy we get the point! You weren't Mr. Responsibility either. Maybe you should have spoken up before the kids went rogue and Nancy married the most dangerous man in Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the kids, I am not thrilled that Silas' Latina step-sister keeps making him feel like a loser. Look in the mirror Silas! You are a smokin' hot, tan, toned, beach babe, take your shirt off and show her what a man you are! Oh right they are step bro and sis, I guess that wouldn't be proper. Well, just take your shirt off for no good reason then. As for Shane, he uses the skills he picked up in summer school to scare two guys who are attempting to seduce his new step-sister. By summer school I mean the Mexican thugs he has been hanging out with, by scare I mean threaten to slit their throats and by seduce I mean rape. This event leads Silas to proclaim, "you are one bad ass mother f*cker." Yeah..that about sums it up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The episode ends with Esteban being freed from jail and somehow on television with Pilar. It seems he is now on her side and running  for office again. I wish I could tell you what was actually said but once again the entire scene is in Spanish. What is this, a novela? Put some damn subtitles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-5496032758892638569?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5496032758892638569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/telenovela-limited-run-television-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/5496032758892638569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/5496032758892638569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/telenovela-limited-run-television-show.html' title='Telenovela: A limited-run television show popular in Latin America'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfxlL45q5I/AAAAAAAAA6w/yOfXq6NprFw/s72-c/weedsblog_celia-phone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-6138947342681043410</id><published>2009-08-25T15:18:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T14:09:21.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I want my 16 minutes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpQ7czfHKvI/AAAAAAAAA5o/qZy8dy4VzMw/s1600-h/large_trueblood09_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpQ7czfHKvI/AAAAAAAAA5o/qZy8dy4VzMw/s320/large_trueblood09_04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373985621402921714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weeks episode of True Blood was only 44 minutes long and I am pissed off about it.  Isn't the point of putting a show on cable so we can beat the censors and avoid all time reserved for commercials. I don't care if they showed Eric combing his hair and Bill pacing the room, I want my 16 minutes back. Don't get me wrong, the 44 minutes they did show are etched in my brain and will remain there until next Sunday's episode but with only two episodes to go I want as much TB as I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what was another dream sequence between Eric and Sookie she comforts him as blood stained tears streak his face. Is is wrong that when I see Eric and Sookie together I am on Team Eric and when I see Sookie and Bill together I switch to Team Bill? I know, I know, I'm sucha whore, sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately we did not see Eric for the rest of the episode but we did get to see yet another orgy scene. As thrilling as it is to see a woman gain some knowledge rather then give it for a change, I am so over it. Over IT! Knowledge..brains..h-e-a-? I would like to thank a very wise person for teaching me that lovely euphemism, you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sookie, Jason and Bill return from Dallas to find that Maryann and her followers have wreaked havoc in Bon Temps. Sookie's powers seem to affect Maryann but I am not exactly sure how. Maybe Sookie is the key to taking Maryann down once and for all.  I am baffled as to why some people fall for Maryann's spell and others do not. My guess is that Sookie, Bill, Sam, etc. can't be put under a spell because they have powers and Andy, Lafayette and Tara's mother can't because they are/were addicts and already reached heights of hedonism. That doesn't explain how Jason deflected the trance so if anyone has a hypothesis on that I am open to suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just one of the many F-bombs that were dropped during the episode Lafayette exclaims "This has got to be the worst motherf---ing intervention in history” as he and Lettie Mae try to release Tara of her trance. The laughter didn't stop there as Jason and Andy play God convincing the town that Jason is the one they have been waiting for with a gas mask, flares and a horn made out of twigs. I guess the two known for being dumb proved that two dumbs do make a right when they save Sam's behind, which we got a really nice view of in the closing scene. Team Sam too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-6138947342681043410?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6138947342681043410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/team-men.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6138947342681043410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6138947342681043410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/team-men.html' title='I want my 16 minutes..'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpQ7czfHKvI/AAAAAAAAA5o/qZy8dy4VzMw/s72-c/large_trueblood09_04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-3329993746786331795</id><published>2009-08-25T13:34:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T13:44:25.325-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Calm before the MADness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpQhZ_bgvbI/AAAAAAAAA5g/CrfJhDGqsQ4/s1600-h/Mad-Men-ladies_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpQhZ_bgvbI/AAAAAAAAA5g/CrfJhDGqsQ4/s320/Mad-Men-ladies_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373956985767116210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Season of Mad Men is off to a rocky start. The first episode had me intrigued but was underwhelming while the second episode felt disjointed and the commercial placement was horrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all that, the show is still beautiful to watch. I love the costumes and the attention to historic details is amazing, yet if I had just tuned in without seeing Season 1 or 2 I would be wondering what the fuss is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pace is slower than usual and I can not stand the London firm that has taken over Sterling Cooper.  "I did my job, and now you're telling me it was all for nothing because you forgot to check with your boss first?" — Don Draper couldn't have said it any better. Perhaps this is the calm before the proverbial storm of the 60's as the camera flashes to Roger's daughters wedding date and we see that it is the day after John F. Kennedy's assassination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to brush up on my knowledge of historical facts because for the first time I am watching a TV Drama that intertwines the storyline with real events. I often feel like I am not catching all the details that they are putting out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see the relationship between Betty and Don transform as she no longer bites her tongue when something makes her mad. I couldn't help but laugh when Don asked her to tell him what was wrong then and there instead of 3 seconds after he dosed off. Don't all women do that!? Finally we see Don taking charge of the family when it becomes obvious that Betty's dad is in need of help. I liked seeing Don play the take charge role at home, same as he does in the office. He obviously wants to see Betty happy and this is a small step in the right direction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Don, my favorite character would have to be Peggy. Peggy is not the typical 1960's woman and this becomes more apparent with each episode. Last season Peggy moved from Secretary to Accounts. Now we see her growing more brazen, taking bits and pieces of people she looks up to and figuring out the type of person she wants to be. This is evident when she mimics Don at work, Ann-Margaret in the mirror and Joan in the bar when she picks up a man and goes home with him. Not one to make the same mistake twice she boldly asks if he has a Trojan. Sex, alcohol and cigarettes all wonderful outlets to pleasure that in the 1960's are blind to consequences. I am eager to see how the changes in the world come to play in future episodes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-3329993746786331795?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3329993746786331795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/calm-before-madness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3329993746786331795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3329993746786331795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/calm-before-madness.html' title='Calm before the MADness'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpQhZ_bgvbI/AAAAAAAAA5g/CrfJhDGqsQ4/s72-c/Mad-Men-ladies_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-6203480419295827516</id><published>2009-08-25T09:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T09:52:16.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooozing Love</title><content type='html'>There is nothing I love more than a couple that is obviously head over heels for each other and isn't afraid to show it.  Jon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hamm&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Jennifer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Westfeldt&lt;/span&gt; are waiting in what looks to be an airport when these lovely shots were taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpPsTh7d0VI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/nqXaUbZLppE/s1600-h/351c57e449245bc4_hamm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpPsTh7d0VI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/nqXaUbZLppE/s400/351c57e449245bc4_hamm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373898600652591442" 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/6182700628363397100-6203480419295827516?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6203480419295827516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/ooozing-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6203480419295827516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6203480419295827516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/ooozing-love.html' title='Ooozing Love'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpPsTh7d0VI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/nqXaUbZLppE/s72-c/351c57e449245bc4_hamm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-7093064533826642105</id><published>2009-08-23T15:21:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T14:09:01.631-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Matters of the tv..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpGjVF9upfI/AAAAAAAAA5A/mnEIsPwmUHw/s1600-h/10064262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpGjVF9upfI/AAAAAAAAA5A/mnEIsPwmUHw/s320/10064262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373255413203379698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a thin line between compromising and sacrificing when it comes to relationships. You often have to choose between giving into something you really have no desire to do or putting a foot down and forcing your partner to suffer on your behalf. Often these topics revolve around religion, money, even what temperature to leave the thermostat on. All of these things can cause contention and resentment in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my house, we often bicker over something much more important then all of that. The battle lies in who has control over the living room television. It is not just the remote but the entire TV. You can either enjoy the bounty of a wonderful LCD television in high def or be sequestered to the master bedroom where you squint to see the picture 15 feet away from you. Inevitably falling asleep because you are after all laying in the bed at one in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past I would walk through the living room on the way to my sequestered quarters wondering why my boyfriend is watching the same infomercial yet again. I later found out that it wasn't an infomercial but a show called Ship Shape. How low budget is this show? I thought the guy was selling boat cleaner. Why is he watching this? We don't own a boat..we rarely go on boats..As I pass by, I tend to shout "not this guy again"!! as I walk to the bedroom, nap time yet again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On occasion I can be convinced to watch a show I would never willingly put on. A great example of this is Dirty Jobs. If you have never caught the show, the host Mike Rowe, an extremely rugged, handsome man (you know I needed some eye candy to make this worthwhile) attempts a day in the life of people who do the dirtiest jobs around. Cleaning porto-potties, scraping rust off of bridges, inspecting sewers and working on pig farms are just some of the crazy tasks he sets out to try. I give Mike Rowe a lot of credit for embracing such horrid jobs and even more kudos to the people who actually do it on a daily basis. When I have a particularly stressful day at work I often think about the bullshit I encounter and it's nice to know at least I am not cleaning the actual thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men would like us to believe that they don't watch reality television. What they seem to forget is that although they are not watching American Idol, Dancing with the Stars or The Bachelorette, they are watching their own version of reality TV when they put on Deadliest Catch, Ice Road Truckers and Survivorman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Deadliest Catch we watch groups of men venture into the barren sea to catch King and Snow Crab hoping to bring home the big bucks. They often face 50 foot waves, hauling and lifting pots, on very little sleep. On a particularly rainy day I was roped into a Deadliest Catch marathon and although no one got a rose at the end, it was highly entertaining. You can't help but love the men on the show and get involved in the personal stories of each of them. I now have vast knowledge of crab and a huge fear of the barren sea. Who wouldn't be scared of the ocean after hearing the words barren sea 62 times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather watch my television shows solo. If I watch The Bachelorette or True Blood in the company of others I am not allowed to mutter how hot a particular male character is or shout at the TV when someone does something I would deem foolish. In front of others these actions would look bizarre. When I am alone the only person witnessing this madness is the ceramic cat that I have in the corner and he isn't telling anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a recent bonding experience with my boyfriend I sat to watch a few episodes of Man vs. Food and Man vs. Wild. First off, what is with the titles of these programs? Is every show a pissing contest? I am going to produce a show and call it Man vs. Penis. Something tells me this is the first time the man wouldn't win. Man vs.Food is a show I can embrace. I love men. I love food. How can it go wrong? It did go very wrong when I watched the host eat tons of hot chili peppers in record breaking time. Why would someone willingly participate in such an act? I asked my boyfriend this very question and he responded that a man won't turn down a dare. Oh really?... I dared him to buy me a new outfit, the shopping bags have yet to arrive...  The coolest part of the show is seeing all the different food concoctions that would never cross my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog would not be complete without mentioning a situation that recently occurred while watching Man vs Wild. I didn't mind watching this show because I thought we would benefit from learning what to do if a disaster was to occur. I even got my boyfriend a flint stick that would help start a fire in the event of an emergency. After he practiced setting some plastic cups ablaze it now sits on top of his dresser. Lots of good it will do sitting there and I am going to&lt;br /&gt;be royally pissed if we encounter a need for fire and that flint stick is no where to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a recent Man vs. Wild scene, the host Bear Grylls tackles a pig. Sensing his end is near the pig starts squealing in agony and I started sobbing that the poor pig was killed for no reason. Bear wasn't actually starving for food so killing the pig was completely unnecessary. I could not stop hearing the echo of squealing in my brain. As my boyfriend stroked my hand telling me that the pig did not suffer the fact was not lost that only two hours prior, I had requested more bacon on my hamburger during dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I have learned from watching all this television whether it is by choice or by force, is that female geared shows tend to focus on love while male versions focus on surviving the work day and bringing home the um...bacon. That in itself speaks volumes on what is important to men vs. women.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-7093064533826642105?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7093064533826642105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/matters-of-tv-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7093064533826642105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7093064533826642105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/matters-of-tv-heart.html' title='Matters of the tv..'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpGjVF9upfI/AAAAAAAAA5A/mnEIsPwmUHw/s72-c/10064262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-2372072130206634675</id><published>2009-08-23T13:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T13:17:01.404-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep your eyes open</title><content type='html'>Are celebs walking past me everyday and I am just not paying attention? As I peruse celeb gossip sites I always see pictures of random celebs strolling the streets of NYC and occasionally even biking around with no entourage at all. Leo Dicaprio, Gerard Butler, Chris Pine and Jon Hamm are just a few of the hotties that are always captured doing exactly that. I may be inclined to stop every bike rider that passes me just to make sure I am not missing out on a celebrity siting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpF4pM0ekYI/AAAAAAAAA4g/rrYfEci3_Lo/s1600-h/jon-hamm-cap-shades-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpF4pM0ekYI/AAAAAAAAA4g/rrYfEci3_Lo/s320/jon-hamm-cap-shades-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373208479641014658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpF4pfB5U7I/AAAAAAAAA4o/jkoSJcOaT6Q/s1600-h/leo_bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpF4pfB5U7I/AAAAAAAAA4o/jkoSJcOaT6Q/s320/leo_bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373208484529132466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpF4qDfp-sI/AAAAAAAAA4w/BDgfxFu4u9o/s1600-h/33339pcn_butler01.0.0.0x0.606x912.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpF4qDfp-sI/AAAAAAAAA4w/BDgfxFu4u9o/s320/33339pcn_butler01.0.0.0x0.606x912.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373208494317632194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpF4o8RL_6I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/YtG8qSo22ZU/s1600-h/chris-pine-sun-visor-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpF4o8RL_6I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/YtG8qSo22ZU/s320/chris-pine-sun-visor-13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373208475198029730" 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/6182700628363397100-2372072130206634675?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2372072130206634675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-your-eyes-open.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2372072130206634675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2372072130206634675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-your-eyes-open.html' title='Keep your eyes open'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpF4pM0ekYI/AAAAAAAAA4g/rrYfEci3_Lo/s72-c/jon-hamm-cap-shades-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-3216407762850832932</id><published>2009-08-23T12:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T13:01:06.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging by a thread</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpF0g14RUxI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/zcwRkfXbNkY/s1600-h/hoh_russell1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpF0g14RUxI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/zcwRkfXbNkY/s320/hoh_russell1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373203937997443858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am convinced I should try out for Season 12 of Big Brother. After 11 years of studying the art of being the perfect house guest I think I would kick some major butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personality is perfect for forming strong alliances and I have no problem lying, cheating and schmoozing if it means $500,000 is waiting for me at the end of the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my only down fall would be the endurance competitions. I almost collapsed yesterday while carrying groceries and juggling my coffee in the other hand from the car to the house. How good would I be at swinging on a rope for 3 hours while ice cold rain sprays downs on me I really don't know. I may have to take up meditiation and practice outter body experiences to get through such challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could take off of work for 3 months. Anyone want to volunteer and cover my work load while I go into a house and deal with insanity and stupidity? Wait a minute, that is not very different than an average work day. I told you I would be perfect for the BB household. Maybe this is what I have been training for my entire life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the actual BB house Jeff and Jordan are knocking back competition after competition and keeping the power in their hands. The downfall lies in the fact that they have believed a lie Kevin told them and now it looks like they will be back dooring Russell and keeping Natalie around. No. No. No. Do NOT fall for it. Natalie is bad news. If she makes it to the final two the evicted houseguests will surely vote for her to win. I pray Jeff and Jordan find out about Kevin's lie before it is too late!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-3216407762850832932?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3216407762850832932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/hanging-by-thread.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3216407762850832932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3216407762850832932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/hanging-by-thread.html' title='Hanging by a thread'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpF0g14RUxI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/zcwRkfXbNkY/s72-c/hoh_russell1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-366346184786357065</id><published>2009-08-23T12:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:36:05.082-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trixia for kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpFvOmIsbbI/AAAAAAAAA4I/PwVtBBOkZ6E/s1600-h/Hardy_Hill_Pachi_Lake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpFvOmIsbbI/AAAAAAAAA4I/PwVtBBOkZ6E/s320/Hardy_Hill_Pachi_Lake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373198126975577522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not one to leave a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shows&lt;/span&gt; cliffhanger unanswered I went on the hunt for some information on Hardy Hill and his girlfriend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Trixia&lt;/span&gt;.(Scroll down for my musings on Miami Social) The biggest shocker I found is that Hardy is now married to some girl named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pachi&lt;/span&gt; Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. He sure moves quick. How long ago was this show taped? Poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Trixia&lt;/span&gt;, putting in 6 years only for Hardy to meet and marry someone else in a few short months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word to the wise. If he has been with you for six years and claims he isn't ready for marriage, well the truth is, unless he is 25 and living at home, he doesn't wanna marry YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See picture of current &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;skank&lt;/span&gt;..I mean wife, that Hardy ended up with and you be the judge. I can't help but be reminded of the Sex and the City episode where they discuss marriage and timing. They compare men to taxi cabs. When a mans light is on, if you happen to be the girl he is dating well then you will be the one he marries. I guess Hardy's light finally went on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-366346184786357065?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/366346184786357065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/tricks-are-for-kids.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/366346184786357065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/366346184786357065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/tricks-are-for-kids.html' title='Trixia for kids'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpFvOmIsbbI/AAAAAAAAA4I/PwVtBBOkZ6E/s72-c/Hardy_Hill_Pachi_Lake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-430760063698027580</id><published>2009-08-23T12:01:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T20:46:22.531-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weed Wants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpFq77s_x1I/AAAAAAAAA4A/j-rB8LV1aHk/s1600-h/6a00d41421908a685e00fae8dd18ea000b-500pi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpFq77s_x1I/AAAAAAAAA4A/j-rB8LV1aHk/s320/6a00d41421908a685e00fae8dd18ea000b-500pi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373193408300959570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think it is quite obvious that I am by no means a prude especially when it comes to discussing sex or raunch on television. The most important thing for me is that the aforementioned sex scene enhances the level of the relationship we are watching or brings us a better understanding of the storyline. Passion, heat, love, or even straight naughtiness, well that gets the viewers talking and therefore ratings (among other things) sky rocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I hate  is when writers throw in an illicit scene that isn't funny or entertaining but is for shock value and downright unnecessary. This brings me to the latest episode of Weeds. Celia and her cosmetics selling mentor engage in a hardcore touchy feely, below the belt romp in a public cafe during broad daylight. All I can ask is why? The sound effects didn't help the scene and all it did was make me roll my eyes. So now Celia will be a lesbian cause some woman made her feel up her skirt? I think the writers are grasping and it only proves that this show is not what it used to be. I'd rather see no back story then this ridiculousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still finding some interest in the Nancy/Esteban debacle but I imagine the show is winding down as the rumor mill tells me there will not be another Season. We last see Esteban being arrested for some illegal shenanigans. How will it all end? Well I have two theories that I am eager to share with the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theory #1: Esteban is killed and as his current wife Nancy ends up taking over the Mexican drug cartel. Once a suburban house wife selling weed on the street and now full circle she will be the most powerful drug lord in all of Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second theory is more what I envision happening but I think fans might have a major issue if this is how it all plays out. Picture it, Sicily 1953...oops I mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theory #2: Nancy gets a call that her husband is at the hospital. We assume that Esteban has been shot and when she gets to the hospital we find out that it is not Esteban but Judah who is there. The entire past 5 seasons have been a vision that Judah has had while he suffers his heart attack. Imaging what will happen to his family if he died. As he codes, Nancy is surrounded by Celia, Silas, Andy... she asks "what will we do if he doesn't make it?" Fade to black... I know tons of people would be pissed if the entire series was a dream and I don't want to pull a "Dallas" but I think it would be fantastic if after all this, none if it actually happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-430760063698027580?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/430760063698027580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/weeds-wants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/430760063698027580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/430760063698027580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/weeds-wants.html' title='Weed Wants'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpFq77s_x1I/AAAAAAAAA4A/j-rB8LV1aHk/s72-c/6a00d41421908a685e00fae8dd18ea000b-500pi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-3882430769504781079</id><published>2009-08-19T11:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T11:55:36.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Michi goes Mad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SowgSkPb43I/AAAAAAAAA3g/QjENkEZNTrA/s1600-h/madmen_standard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SowgSkPb43I/AAAAAAAAA3g/QjENkEZNTrA/s400/madmen_standard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371703958884311922" 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/6182700628363397100-3882430769504781079?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3882430769504781079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/michi-goes-mad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3882430769504781079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3882430769504781079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/michi-goes-mad.html' title='Michi goes Mad'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SowgSkPb43I/AAAAAAAAA3g/QjENkEZNTrA/s72-c/madmen_standard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-2303497711058406418</id><published>2009-08-19T11:31:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T11:51:41.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TV is NOT the devil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SowdRWpXftI/AAAAAAAAA2w/LqgfC1ndnH0/s1600-h/tv.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SowdRWpXftI/AAAAAAAAA2w/LqgfC1ndnH0/s320/tv.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371700639520227026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miami Social&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show has been on the blogging back burner for some time. I watched faithfully each week but have failed to really comment since the first episode. The crew grew on me even with their dysfunctional and sometimes materialistic ways. The finale last night had the best montage of an ending I have seen in a long time. Will Hardy finally commit to Trixie? (I hope so!) Did Katrina make the right move in signing the divorce papers from Ben? (I vote no!) and will George and Lina be over for good (G-d only knows!?) I really hope there will be a second season because it will be really disappointing to never know how it all ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jon, Kate &amp;amp; The Hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon is on my "list" and trust me that is not a place you want to be. Claiming he didn't want to continue his TLC  show because of all the attention was blatantly a lie as he has been seen all over town with 22 year old Hailey Glassman. In her first television interview she claims that they are in madly in love. Word to Haily: Jon is in love with something and it isn't your witty personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest rumor is that Jon will be starring in his own reality show about being a divorced dad. If any network picks up this crap I promise to ban it from my television set. It is quite obvious why Kate had to play mommy to her husband because he clearly thinks hes 17 all over again. Kate has never looked better and then their is Jon who looks like that skeevy older guy you see sitting at the end of the bar surrounded by 22 year olds. Perfect, that is his girlfriends age after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nurse Jackie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jig is up when Eddie follows Jackie home and see her kissing her husband. I knew this double life couldn't last forever. I can't even imagine what revenge Eddie will take on Jackie when he learns how he has been used and abused. Really looking forward to the finale and super happy it has been renewed for another Season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drop Dead Diva &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly one of the best new shows on television. I can not get enough of the quirky Jane/Deb character and I am dying to know if Grayson will find out who she really is. I can't imagine walking up to the boyfriend who thinks your dead and saying hey it's me just in a different body. Can Grayson fall for Jane/Deb as the new her? I really hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HawthoRNe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame on me for not posting about this show. It really deserves it's own blog but for the moment I will say if you are not watching this show you are missing out. I have never really known Jada Pinkett Smith as anything other than Will Smith's wife but at the recommendation of a co-worker I watched the first episode in a rerun. I was hooked from moment one. Nurse Christina Hawthorne kicks ass! This show is very different then Nurse Jackie. It is more of a nurse based drama then a twisted sordid nurse's story. We are still learning who Christina really is after the death of her husband while  juggling her career and unruly teenage daughter. The bubbling romance between her and Dr Tom Wakefield played by Michael Vartan has many dimensions and the rest of the cast is virtually unknown actors who have been cast so well you are on their side from moment one.  Two thumbs up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-2303497711058406418?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2303497711058406418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/quick-quips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2303497711058406418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2303497711058406418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/quick-quips.html' title='TV is NOT the devil'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SowdRWpXftI/AAAAAAAAA2w/LqgfC1ndnH0/s72-c/tv.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-4956663730855074374</id><published>2009-08-19T10:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T11:50:46.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chima the Diva</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SowQfBkwr4I/AAAAAAAAA2o/ChsGwa9Apy0/s1600-h/Chima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SowQfBkwr4I/AAAAAAAAA2o/ChsGwa9Apy0/s320/Chima.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371686580730769282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow! My head is still reeling from last night's episode of Big Brother.  I must have gotten lost and made a turn at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;whack&lt;/span&gt; shack (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Prison&lt;/span&gt; Break lingo) because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chima&lt;/span&gt; and Lydia have lost their damn minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously forgetting that this is a game and not a who loved Jesse more competition they both run  rampant in the house. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chima&lt;/span&gt; disobeys all the rules even throwing her microphone into the pool and refusing to enter the Diary Room when the producers call her. She is later kicked out of the house because of her unruly behavior. Ding Dong,  the witch is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say I am sad to see her go. She has not done one useful thing in this game and the ridiculous part is she had ample time to try and win the next competition and change the game. Any true BB fan knows that the game can change after every competition and allies change on a daily basis. She would have been wise to keep her cool and try to win the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;POV&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia is just as bad. Screaming and running around the house like a bipolar lunatic. I don't even know how the house was putting up with her and at this point I would have had the Producers step in. Even Natalie and Kevin can see that she has lost her marbles. Lydia went as far as calling Jordan a ho and Jeff wasn't standing for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again Jeff is making my heart go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pitter&lt;/span&gt; patter as it comes down to him and Jordan winning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HOH&lt;/span&gt;. He lightly pats her butt and cheers her on, then asks if she wants &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HOH&lt;/span&gt; or not. Throwing the competition so she can get a letter from her mom had me giggling with pleasure. They are so cute together. Between the lunacy and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;showmance&lt;/span&gt; this went from one of the most boring BB seasons to the craziest over night. I guess I should have known in Big Brother it is always best to expect the unexpected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-4956663730855074374?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4956663730855074374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/chima-diva.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4956663730855074374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4956663730855074374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/chima-diva.html' title='Chima the Diva'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SowQfBkwr4I/AAAAAAAAA2o/ChsGwa9Apy0/s72-c/Chima.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-5975822410939343156</id><published>2009-08-18T20:48:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T11:57:55.491-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More TB Dish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sowg_EYxmjI/AAAAAAAAA3o/E-w-D9DoqVo/s1600-h/alexander-skarsgard-hudson-terrace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sowg_EYxmjI/AAAAAAAAA3o/E-w-D9DoqVo/s400/alexander-skarsgard-hudson-terrace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371704723427662386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alexander Skarsgard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is hope for the single (and maybe the not so single) girls who have the hots for Eric on True Blood. Check out his latest interview:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his character Eric not being all bite: “You think Eric might not have a sensitive side, but he does.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wanting to become a dad: “I’m single. I grew up in a platoon of people. I don’t have a family, but it is something I really want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-5975822410939343156?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5975822410939343156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-tb-dish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/5975822410939343156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/5975822410939343156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-tb-dish.html' title='More TB Dish'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sowg_EYxmjI/AAAAAAAAA3o/E-w-D9DoqVo/s72-c/alexander-skarsgard-hudson-terrace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-448676761706882395</id><published>2009-08-18T19:34:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T14:07:41.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Godrick, Hello Eric</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sos9JG-fW1I/AAAAAAAAA1g/Jzk4OkHcXGE/s1600-h/true-blood-record-ratings-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sos9JG-fW1I/AAAAAAAAA1g/Jzk4OkHcXGE/s320/true-blood-record-ratings-03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371454207270280018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My television exploded with the sheer force of sizzling heat that flowed from it during the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt;/Eric dream sequence on this weeks episode of True Blood. OK, maybe I am full of crap and the television didn't actually shatter but for g-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ds&lt;/span&gt; sake it may as well have. Eric's long, lean, tanned body, pressed up against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sookie's&lt;/span&gt; equally sexy, petite frame was almost too hot to handle. Someone get me a cigarette, stat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prior to this incredibly sensual dream sequence the episode was already off to an explosive start then all the blood drained from my brain and I had to rewind three times to focus on the words that were coming out of Eric's mouth. He said something about this only being the beginning..my eyes drift to his long, bare back..Only the beginning..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;forshadowing&lt;/span&gt; that perhaps Eric and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt; will eventually become more as Eric smiles and slowly slides on top of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt;..Only the beginning... What is he saying?! I am going to have to get a transcript of the episode I can't freaking concentrate! I mean really, can anyone tell me what was said in the scene? I bet you can describe Eric's tattoo though right? Fooled ya! There was no tattoo but I can guarantee you were just thinking, wait, what tattoo? I didn't see a tattoo anywhere and your eyes were scanning, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now before this spirals into an entry for Penthouse forums let me say that this may have been my favorite episode of True Blood in a very long time. There I said it. Finally. It rocked! It rocked so hard core I can't stop thinking about the episode and Eric's hot bod was just really a fraction of what I enjoyed so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sos9EYEDF9I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/IAlQLW2BhfI/s1600-h/godric.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sos9EYEDF9I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/IAlQLW2BhfI/s320/godric.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371454125957650386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Vampire House, the Holy Roller sacrifices his life to blow up the Vampire lair. Shrapnel flying everywhere, Eric gets doused in bits of  silver and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt; has to get it out with her teeth. Why couldn't she use her hands? I have no idea either. But a chance to suck on Eric's chest? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Alrighty&lt;/span&gt; then, sign me up too. With a wicked wink to the camera, little did we know that he and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sookie's&lt;/span&gt; emotions are now connected. A part of me wishes that the explosion would have taken&lt;br /&gt;place last week during the Vampire/Holy Light showdown. The showdown and the explosion felt very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; and almost anti-climactic in what should have been a monumental moment for the Vampires and the Humans. Showing that the Vampires are more civil then the Human extremists as many lives are lost in the explosion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon learning that Eric and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt; would now be connected because she had drank his blood I can't help but ponder some of the Vampire rules we have learned:&lt;br /&gt;1. Vampires do not turn into bats or fly around, but they can run really fast.&lt;br /&gt;2. Vampires can not touch silver.&lt;br /&gt;3. Vampires can not go out into daylight and the sun will set them on fire.&lt;br /&gt;4. Vampires can see their image in a mirror. (well at least these Vampires can, contrary to popular Vampire pop culture)&lt;br /&gt;5. Vampires can heal themselves (and others) even to the point of virginity being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;renewed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;6. Vampires&lt;/span&gt; cry blood not tears.&lt;br /&gt;7. Vampires can turn or kill a human depending on how much blood they suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I be at the round table for the discussion on what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;constitutes&lt;/span&gt; a Vampire rule please? I give major kudos to the writers who fashioned these laws because somehow it all comes together and makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other back stories, I was cheering when Sam turned into a fly. The minute I saw the fly, I was praying he would shape shift himself out of there! It is up to Sam to kill Maryann because I can't take her psycho ways any longer. Tara and Eggs have lost their minds and I am so glad Lafayette kicked some Eggs Benedict butt and got Tara out of there. I em enjoying the innocence of the story between Hoyt and Jessica but I can only imagine there situation is too good to be true and I could picture her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Vampy&lt;/span&gt; ways coming out and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;unintentionally&lt;/span&gt; hurting Hoyt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt; and Jason have a much needed brother/sister conversation where they finally come to terms with the fact that they are the only surviving members of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Stackhouse&lt;/span&gt; family and must depend on each other. I have been reading that many people had a problem with the scene, feeling that it almost came across as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;incestuous&lt;/span&gt;. I am not sure if it actually crossed those lines but I can see that they are both attractive and having an intimate conversation while crying and&lt;br /&gt;hugging in bed can be taken oddly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Season 1 I was a huge Bill/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt; fan. It almost saddens me to say that Bill has become &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;mundane&lt;/span&gt; and boring this Season. The same tune of saving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt; is just getting old and ironically Bill actually looks older. Can we get some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bronzer&lt;/span&gt; on him or something! In my quest to find out why Bill seems to have fallen by the way side this Season, I read that the writers actually want Bill to appear meek so Eric will come across more powerful. Someone should get a raise! Great job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scene that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;resonated&lt;/span&gt; the most with me was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Godricks&lt;/span&gt; decision to die.  It is almost hard for me to explain why it affected me so much when his character was only in a few episodes. You could almost feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Godricks&lt;/span&gt; peace with the decision he made. He was the oldest vampire in years and you sometimes forgot that since his appearance was so young. His wisdom far exceeded the age that he appeared to be. As a short lived character on the series, he made not only an obvious impact in Eric's life but with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt; too, as she now feels the connection with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Godrick&lt;/span&gt; via Eric's emotions. It pained me to see the vulnerable side of Eric and amazed me that in one episode we could see so many different sides to this mean, sexy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;vicious&lt;/span&gt;, hurting, sad, lonely, twisted Vampire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a sneak peak at next weeks episode of True Blood:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZCZM8WsZH4M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZCZM8WsZH4M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="340"&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/6182700628363397100-448676761706882395?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/448676761706882395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/goodbye-godrick-hello-eric.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/448676761706882395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/448676761706882395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/goodbye-godrick-hello-eric.html' title='Goodbye Godrick, Hello Eric'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sos9JG-fW1I/AAAAAAAAA1g/Jzk4OkHcXGE/s72-c/true-blood-record-ratings-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-4939710387951907765</id><published>2009-08-18T17:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T18:02:15.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And the word of the day is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SoskLOqXR1I/AAAAAAAAA1A/3GX76uAjJw0/s1600-h/357T-398-2_candelabra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SoskLOqXR1I/AAAAAAAAA1A/3GX76uAjJw0/s320/357T-398-2_candelabra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371426755902392146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am dumbstruck when I find out how many people are reading my blog. I always see the same number of followers so I assume it's the same group of people I pay off to read my..um I mean loyal followers.. reading what I have to say. Little did I know that tons of people are reading and haven't bothered to sign up. Well sign up for my blog will ya! I love the emails I get saying my blog rocks but if I think no one is reading I feel less inclined to write. I am also looking for suggestions on what shows I must watch as others are entering their final episodes for the Summer season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to watch the same shows every week so it is sometimes hard to come up with a new way of saying how fantastic an episode was. If a television show reeked I wonder if it is even worth putting my fingers to the key board. I have thoroughly expanded my vocabulary with the help of my thesaurus, I mean my vast knowledge of verbiage. I may even buy one of those calendars with a word of the day on it and see if I can can incorporate the daily word into my blogging. It would be really interesting see how I can get the word candelabra or kazoo into  my Entourage blog. Anything to spice things up ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all else fails and there is nothing worthy to write about, posting a picture of television hotties seem to do the trick. For the record, why I chose candelabra or kazoo as my examples, I have no idea. The word elephant also came to mind. If anyone interprets dreams, visions, images..feel free to decipher how my mind works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-4939710387951907765?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4939710387951907765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-word-of-day-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4939710387951907765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4939710387951907765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-word-of-day-is.html' title='And the word of the day is...'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SoskLOqXR1I/AAAAAAAAA1A/3GX76uAjJw0/s72-c/357T-398-2_candelabra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-9012378004428811579</id><published>2009-08-18T15:35:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:44:40.367-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah..So Um..</title><content type='html'>As a writer it is important to have a vast vocabulary. Then again, sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words. For now, let's just soak this in and later, an actual blog with words on the latest episode of True Blood will be written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SosFGuW2MOI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/O7HN0Hb5KeQ/s1600-h/true-blood-record-ratings-07.jpg"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SosFHDd5DbI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/MSM_I3x-kW8/s1600-h/true-blood-record-ratings-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SosFHDd5DbI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/MSM_I3x-kW8/s320/true-blood-record-ratings-09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371392599317351858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SosFjZiHTCI/AAAAAAAAA04/T6IorSpuZB4/s1600-h/true-blood-record-ratings-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SosFjZiHTCI/AAAAAAAAA04/T6IorSpuZB4/s320/true-blood-record-ratings-13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371393086276979746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SosFGKgHEXI/AAAAAAAAA0A/TjFWcJZnrJI/s1600-h/true-blood-record-ratings-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SosFGKgHEXI/AAAAAAAAA0A/TjFWcJZnrJI/s320/true-blood-record-ratings-05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371392584025837938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SosEvpM9MHI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ZB14HWXSekU/s1600-h/true-blood-record-ratings-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SosEvpM9MHI/AAAAAAAAAzo/ZB14HWXSekU/s320/true-blood-record-ratings-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371392197130006642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SosFHcoNlYI/AAAAAAAAA0g/NIjDxehJMzQ/s1600-h/true-blood-record-ratings-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SosFHcoNlYI/AAAAAAAAA0g/NIjDxehJMzQ/s320/true-blood-record-ratings-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371392606071526786" 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/6182700628363397100-9012378004428811579?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/9012378004428811579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/yeahso-um.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/9012378004428811579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/9012378004428811579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/yeahso-um.html' title='Yeah..So Um..'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SosFHDd5DbI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/MSM_I3x-kW8/s72-c/true-blood-record-ratings-09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-57697788410802033</id><published>2009-08-18T09:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T09:46:47.617-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedroom Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SoqwuuMD3OI/AAAAAAAAAzY/bxhv45Dr9nY/s1600-h/chris-pine-hollywood-foreign-press-luncheon-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SoqwuuMD3OI/AAAAAAAAAzY/bxhv45Dr9nY/s400/chris-pine-hollywood-foreign-press-luncheon-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371299822311824610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought I would post this gorgeous picture of Chris Pine my favorite Captain Kirk. He has the most piercing blue eyes I have ever seen and the perfect jaw. Swoon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-57697788410802033?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/57697788410802033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/bedroom-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/57697788410802033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/57697788410802033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/bedroom-eyes.html' title='Bedroom Eyes'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SoqwuuMD3OI/AAAAAAAAAzY/bxhv45Dr9nY/s72-c/chris-pine-hollywood-foreign-press-luncheon-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-9015864461190419970</id><published>2009-08-18T09:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T09:43:03.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Limit Your Exposure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SoqvQ5A-snI/AAAAAAAAAzA/ac-9HjJrFq8/s1600-h/01donbetty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SoqvQ5A-snI/AAAAAAAAAzA/ac-9HjJrFq8/s320/01donbetty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371298210310435442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite boss is back in the office and I couldn't be more excited. There is something about Don Draper in a power suit, taking a drag from his cig while knocking back a scotch that gets my motor running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony being that his two timing ways is something I would never condone in real life yet on the screen it couldn't get much hotter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show makes everything about the 60's look sexy. I only wish I was alive back then to appreciate the real deal. If you had a bad day at the office you  just pull out some scotch and take a gulp. Then again if this was the 60's I wouldn't have an office because I'd be knocked up and pregnant with kids running around my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping Betty's pregnancy would tame Dons' wandering eye but that doesn't seem to be the case. In the presence of his family you can see he is trying to be a "family man" but as soon as he is on his own,  Don beds a stewardess he meets on an airplane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a fire breaks out in the hotel Sal and Don are staying in, Sal is caught with his pants down literally, with a man! Shocking for the time period no doubt and even more so for Don who sees Sal in this predicament.  Don's warning to Sal, by way of a new piece of ad copy, to "limit your exposure," carry's the scene and the entire episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see what is in store for Sterling Cooper and Don and Betty as the new baby is on the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-9015864461190419970?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/9015864461190419970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/limit-your-exposure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/9015864461190419970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/9015864461190419970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/limit-your-exposure.html' title='Limit Your Exposure'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SoqvQ5A-snI/AAAAAAAAAzA/ac-9HjJrFq8/s72-c/01donbetty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-6606034347482132193</id><published>2009-08-18T09:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T09:37:39.674-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the wake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Soqtz_BE-cI/AAAAAAAAAy4/oNwnCIuGZYs/s1600-h/thinkpink_bb11_0561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Soqtz_BE-cI/AAAAAAAAAy4/oNwnCIuGZYs/s320/thinkpink_bb11_0561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371296614193625538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know when you watch the Bachelor/ette and they claim every episode will be the most shocking rose ceremony yet. Well I think Big Brother should have trademarked part of that statement because in the last 11 years I think I finally witnessed the most shocking Big Brother episode to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Jeff was given the opportunity to use his secret power of Coup d' tat the BB producers crapped out and decided to pre-record the scene in the event that Chima went crazy on live television. Jeff rose to his own melody of ooooahhhhh as he was allowed to reveal he had the secret power. Jordan's jaw dropped, Jesse prepared for his demise and Russel looked completely blissful as it was announced Lydia and he would be taken off the block and replaced with not only Natalie but Jesse too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hear the collective shouts of my family each in our respective apartments rooting Jeff on as he single handily turned the game upside down. One by one the house voted and out Jesse went for the second time. Good riddance is all I have to say! Chaos erupted in the house as Michele won the next HOH competition and the reality of losing Jesse set in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie, Chima and Lydia held what can only be described as Jesse's wake because you would think he was killed by a mack truck instead of kicked out of the house the way they bawled their eyes out and toasted to his memory. In the infamous word of Jeff - the guy didn't turn water into wine, it's a game people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia has to be the most ungrateful witch in all of the world because she cried like a baby now that Jesse is gone instead of thanking Jeff for saving her from the block. It was obvious that as the episode ended a shit storm was on the horizon and to my shock I woke up Sunday morning to find out that Chima had gone ballistic and was kicked out of the house over night. Tonight's episode should give us some answers as to what will happen in the game now that Chima is gone in what should have been a double eviction week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan and Jeff's show-mance is still going strong and in an adorable and silly moment Jeff nonchalantly proposes to Jordan leading Jordan to state that when they get outta there she wants a square diamond, me too hun me too, but for the record it's called a princess cut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-6606034347482132193?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6606034347482132193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/fun-at-wake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6606034347482132193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6606034347482132193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/fun-at-wake.html' title='Fun at the wake'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Soqtz_BE-cI/AAAAAAAAAy4/oNwnCIuGZYs/s72-c/thinkpink_bb11_0561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-2072211368155471860</id><published>2009-08-11T21:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T11:58:59.169-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Entenmanns...at the end of the aisle..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpFnOVvuiMI/AAAAAAAAA3w/9b0uwBVEA2Y/s1600-h/weeds_510_0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpFnOVvuiMI/AAAAAAAAA3w/9b0uwBVEA2Y/s320/weeds_510_0043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373189326482868418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who says you need to get fancy when marrying a Mexican drug lord? When it's true love, an Entenmanns cake, 3 of your only friends and the son who just got shot on your behalf will do just fine. My favorite part was Nancy's white shirt with bedazzley pink flowers all over it. Classy-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all for lo key weddings but why is Nancy marrying this guy!? Her son just got shot because of her association with him! I think it is time to pack up the family and run! It is nice to see Silas finally manning up and saying what needs to be said but it doesn't look like Nancy is listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you have Shane, who as messed up as he is and as bad as it sounds, I am loving! This kid is obviously on the wrong path, spewing on about how he doesn't want pain killers because he was enjoying focusing on one thing, the pain in his arm. I kind of know what he means if that doesn't sound totally scary. When your life is constantly in chaos it is a good change of pace to be forced to focus on only one thing, calming even. I can't imagine Shane is not going to become a twisted kid after all he has seen in his short years, in fact as he floats in the pool shouting at the servants for more beer I am laughing my butt off yet cringing at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-2072211368155471860?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2072211368155471860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/entenmannsat-end-of-aisle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2072211368155471860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2072211368155471860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/entenmannsat-end-of-aisle.html' title='Entenmanns...at the end of the aisle..'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpFnOVvuiMI/AAAAAAAAA3w/9b0uwBVEA2Y/s72-c/weeds_510_0043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-3261282171247523482</id><published>2009-08-11T21:13:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:53:31.677-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Biting Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SoIXjniRRuI/AAAAAAAAAyI/ql-LcNotIog/s1600-h/trueblood_080909_article_story_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SoIXjniRRuI/AAAAAAAAAyI/ql-LcNotIog/s320/trueblood_080909_article_story_main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368879606454634210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who needs a wooden stake or a piece of silver to take down a Vampire Maker when a handy dandy plasma screen will do the trick just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you hungry? Maybe some shepherds pie for dinner? How about a little human heart and veggies thrown in there too. Lot's of protein. Yummy, Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, this insanity I just described, well that is True Blood. I am learning it is best for me to just leave all sense and reason at the door when watching this show because anything can  and will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have Vampires, Shape Shifters, Humans trying to burn Vampires alive - hahaha, they ain't alive, duh, but you know what I mean. And just when I thought it couldn't get any crazier, as if the heart scene wasn't enough to make you sick, the new Vampire learns she will always be a Virgin because "we always heal."  I think that surprised me more then Godrick's turn for the good. So she will be in pain everytime she has sex? Wow..that really sucks.. Can this poor Vampire girl ever catch a break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The showdown between Vampire and Humans finally went down and it truly was a family affair as Jason, Sookie, Bill, Eric, Godrick and the people of the Holy Light got down to business. It was awesome to see all these great characters in one room. In possibly one of the greatest lines to be said on television, Jason proclaims:&lt;em&gt; "I reckon I've already been to heaven - inside your wife."&lt;/em&gt; OMG... Best. Line. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to go unnoticed was how HOT Eric looks and it seems he gets taller in every episode. Either he is a giant in real life or the rest of the cast are played by small children. Speaking of small children, I would like to retract my previous statement that the actor playing Godrick was hot. Um, he looks about 12 years old and well, I just can't go down that road. Team Eric all the way. Even Eric makes Bill look like a pansy and Bill just cracked a thousand year old Vampire over the head with an LCD screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may read my True Blood blogs and sometimes get the impression that I don't like the show. I sure do knock it a lot but it is not because the show is not something I love. I question everything because True Blood is unlike any other show I have seen.  I am intrigued yet bewildered at times. Obviously this Vampire world is completely fictitious so it amazes me that writers can conjure up such story lines. As wild and far fetched as it may be, thousands of viewers keep biting back for more, myself included.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-3261282171247523482?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3261282171247523482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/biting-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3261282171247523482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3261282171247523482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/biting-back.html' title='Biting Back'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SoIXjniRRuI/AAAAAAAAAyI/ql-LcNotIog/s72-c/trueblood_080909_article_story_main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-7287095950335198388</id><published>2009-08-11T20:35:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:54:51.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Your power don't mean shi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SoIPmxCRnhI/AAAAAAAAAyA/xSI9cSwzRlQ/s1600-h/dewy_spider_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SoIPmxCRnhI/AAAAAAAAAyA/xSI9cSwzRlQ/s320/dewy_spider_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368870864451378706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Congrats to Jeff on winning the power of Coup &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; tat. I voted about 100 times so being that I had a few days off of work I am glad I spent my time wisely. HaHa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time to stir up the house guests and get some of these idiots outta here! Little does &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chima&lt;/span&gt; know her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HOH&lt;/span&gt; title doesn't mean squat because Jeff can turn it all on a dime. If I have to listen to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chima&lt;/span&gt; or Natalie's mouth one more time...well..I don't know what  I will do. It's not like I am shutting the TV off, I haven't missed an episode in 11 Seasons, these bitches won't stop me now. I can not take these two anymore, next year I am voting for an all male household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where a spider gets its web from either but yes, the web is quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;symmetrical&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-7287095950335198388?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7287095950335198388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-power-dont-mean-shi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7287095950335198388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7287095950335198388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-power-dont-mean-shi.html' title='Your power don&apos;t mean shi...'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SoIPmxCRnhI/AAAAAAAAAyA/xSI9cSwzRlQ/s72-c/dewy_spider_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-4079829591459150791</id><published>2009-08-11T20:18:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:35:02.719-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want my life back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SoIM6jHexrI/AAAAAAAAAx4/huhBLDq2wMc/s1600-h/NUP_134442_0205_jpg_595x325_crop_upscale_q85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SoIM6jHexrI/AAAAAAAAAx4/huhBLDq2wMc/s400/NUP_134442_0205_jpg_595x325_crop_upscale_q85.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368867905777616562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't have the girl and the job. Words to live by in the Burn Notice Summer Finale. In a world where we want it all and sometimes all just isn't an option, we often have to choose between career, family, money and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Westin has stood by his mantra of doing anything for the job he has lost but in this weeks episode that was put to the test when he had to choose between saving Fiona's life and finally getting his old job back. In a moment of clarity for Michael, he smoothly states "Fiona is NOT my past!" Bang.. Bang.. He takes down the bad guy who is holding his woman and saves the day. Even though they are both the first to admit " we aren't good at this" it is clear the job is no longer Michael's only priority and I think the situation hitting rock bottom finally showed him that there is more to life than a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is always hard for me when a show goes on hiatus for a period of time. I understand that we can not have everything, after all isn't that the theme of this episode, yet saying goodbye to Michael Westin and the gang for even a short time, leaves me with a void. I will miss the weekly hour of non stop laughs, thrills and excitement. I am left to watch trivial B list television until a quality show such as this returns. For now I will not say goodbye to this show, but see you later. In the Winter months, when I am tucked in my bed watching some Michael Westin to keep me warm, I know I will be happy, but for now I will settle for reruns my dear friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-4079829591459150791?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4079829591459150791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/fiona-and-michael-sitting-in-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4079829591459150791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4079829591459150791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/fiona-and-michael-sitting-in-tree.html' title='I just want my life back!'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SoIM6jHexrI/AAAAAAAAAx4/huhBLDq2wMc/s72-c/NUP_134442_0205_jpg_595x325_crop_upscale_q85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-1126717855311159947</id><published>2009-08-06T16:43:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:32:25.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>True Blood = True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SntERAqPSsI/AAAAAAAAAxI/ed_-dciddLc/s1600-h/anna_paquin_stephen_moyer_20080905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SntERAqPSsI/AAAAAAAAAxI/ed_-dciddLc/s320/anna_paquin_stephen_moyer_20080905.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366958439967705794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Real life couple and co-stars Anna Paquin and Stephen Moyer are engaged to be married. In recent interviews the couple looked completely smitten with each other :) Congrats to the happy couple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SntC1REIbBI/AAAAAAAAAwY/n3x-XYEd2tI/s1600-h/anna-paquin-engagement-ring-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-1126717855311159947?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1126717855311159947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/true-blood-true-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/1126717855311159947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/1126717855311159947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/true-blood-true-love.html' title='True Blood = True Love'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SntERAqPSsI/AAAAAAAAAxI/ed_-dciddLc/s72-c/anna_paquin_stephen_moyer_20080905.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-2839603019353635311</id><published>2009-08-06T16:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T16:41:35.929-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Strokes for Different Folks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sns_0wJxoUI/AAAAAAAAAv4/_DnmpQI3iW0/s1600-h/293.rancic.depandi.083107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sns_0wJxoUI/AAAAAAAAAv4/_DnmpQI3iW0/s320/293.rancic.depandi.083107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366953556453728578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As promised I caught the first episode of the new reality show Giuiliana and Bill.  A look inside the lives of the E! host and Apprentice winner as they settle into married life and let the cameras have a first hand look at what goes on in their day to day life. To my surprise they have a very unconventional relationship. Even thought they are married, they continue to have a long distance relationship. Bill, living in Chicago and Giuiliana living in L.A. Both of them refusing to give up their careers and make the move yet still in love enough to take on the commitment of marriage long distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crazy plan that will either slide into divorce or a stroke of genius that will allow them time to miss each other and truly appreciate the time they have when they are together. It is yet to be seen which road this couple will lead down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They seem to have that sarcastic yet loving banter that many couples throw around. To be honest, I was surprised at how snobbish Guliana seemed espeically when Bill seems very laid back and down to earth, but perhaps in this case they balance each other out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an interview and they each mentioned that when they got to view their first episode they were not happy with how their relationship was portrayed. It actually made them take a step back and reflect on the way they reacted to a specific situation and actually felt it was almost like therapy, each vowing to be more conscious of how they act towards one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was quite entertaining as you watch them jet back and forth to be together, sleep in twin beds at Bill's mothers house while their own home in Chicago is being built and when you finally see the home they will one day have children grow up in, I was in awe of how stunning it all turned out. I look forward to catching next weeks episode and see where this new show takes us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-2839603019353635311?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2839603019353635311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/different-strokes-for-different-folks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2839603019353635311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2839603019353635311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/different-strokes-for-different-folks.html' title='Different Strokes for Different Folks'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sns_0wJxoUI/AAAAAAAAAv4/_DnmpQI3iW0/s72-c/293.rancic.depandi.083107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-1722288309578020922</id><published>2009-08-06T16:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T16:27:45.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I Laugh or Cry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sns8Lu8FEtI/AAAAAAAAAvw/aFyF8B37TEQ/s1600-h/nurse-jackie_l2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sns8Lu8FEtI/AAAAAAAAAvw/aFyF8B37TEQ/s320/nurse-jackie_l2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366949553218327250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When watching Nurse Jackie I try to keep in mind that it is meant to be a dark show - something that you can not take too seriously yet I can't help but reflect on what Jackie is thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the latest episode, Jackie forgets to remove her wedding ring at work and it gets stuck on her finger.  In a moment of desperation she has her friend cut the ring off. So her husband won't question why her ring is damaged she actually takes a hammer and bashes her own finger in. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;! Talk about going to any length to hide your secrets. In between all of this personal mayhem she manages to do lines of coke, save a few lives, lose a few and mail some letters that a deceased patient intended to send out. In that moment of kindness for a stranger you can't help but wonder, what is Jackie thinking? In between all the bad things she does: drugs, infidelity, lying, cheating, doing whatever she thinks will justify an end to her means, then she stops and mails letters for a stranger. Why? The person is dead, what does it matter? But to Jackie it mattered. She is playing by her own rules of right and wrong and I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt; not seen her play book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we all have our own rules and we choose what is good and what is bad and if other people don't agree with them, tough shit?I can't help but think that a lot of people do this in some way. We change our opinion on a situation when we find ourselves in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some vow that they would never cheat on their significant other but if they are single and sleep with a married person, well then who cares, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt;  you aren't doing the actual cheating. So you fudge your taxes a bit, the government steals money from people all the time. People preach that they would never have a threesome, or an abortion, or drink and drive and then when they are faced with that very exact thing they go and do the opposite. Maybe the temptation was there, or the condom broke, and it was just one drink so you figured you were sober enough to drive. No matter what until you are faced with that very situation you never know what you would really do and what our own personal justification is for doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest I feel like this blog is very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rambly&lt;/span&gt;, I am not even sure for the first time if I am even making sense, but I can really appreciate a show such as Nurse Jackie that is just so out there and so very wrong, that it makes you stop and think if anyone is really out there doing something right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-1722288309578020922?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1722288309578020922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/should-i-laugh-or-cry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/1722288309578020922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/1722288309578020922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/should-i-laugh-or-cry.html' title='Should I Laugh or Cry?'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sns8Lu8FEtI/AAAAAAAAAvw/aFyF8B37TEQ/s72-c/nurse-jackie_l2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-4128594249885598</id><published>2009-08-06T11:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T12:06:57.719-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weedisms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Snr985i9u4I/AAAAAAAAAvg/TccZ6m-fQ3g/s1600-h/5064.Weeds_LG_NancyandEsteban.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Snr985i9u4I/AAAAAAAAAvg/TccZ6m-fQ3g/s400/5064.Weeds_LG_NancyandEsteban.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366881128646818690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So many life lessons on Weeds this week. 1) If you have a baby you probably won't sleep for the next 18 years, so enjoy those afternoon naps now.  2) If you are hanging around any major political figure you better be packing a bullet proof vest 3) If your breasts are full engorged with milk then I hope you can find a guy willing to release the tension and sample some of that sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin Kirk who plays Andy should be winning massive awards not only for the crazy stuff that comes out of his mouth but for  the things he is forced to do with that mouth. In a hysterical moment where he "aides" Nancy in releasing her breast milk he has the choice of spitting or swallowing and claiming that he isn't a hypocrite he takes the plunge. What could he have been thinking when he read this script? I can barely keep a straight face myself just watching the hilarity of the scene. Did I mention I recommend doubling up on birth control here on out for anyone reading this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the typical Estaban/Nancy fashion he claims he is ready to marry her yet again. Have we not been down this road before? He loves me..He loves me not..He loves me?..&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know if either of them can even define the word. After all Andy has done for Nancy I will be livid if she takes Esteban back. I can only hope this is some master plan that she has concoted  to take control of his empire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celia has suddenly become a pot wielding maven and is  selling pot with her cosmetics. Pretty ingenius if you ask me! I am curious though what will happen when she runs out of the pot that she has stolen from Silas. I am hoping Silas will finally catch a break and maybe team up with her. He had such promise and I really feel like they are not utilizing his "assets" at all this season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-4128594249885598?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4128594249885598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/weedisms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4128594249885598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4128594249885598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/weedisms.html' title='Weedisms'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Snr985i9u4I/AAAAAAAAAvg/TccZ6m-fQ3g/s72-c/5064.Weeds_LG_NancyandEsteban.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-3996830580155813720</id><published>2009-08-04T20:45:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T20:57:31.217-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boss me around anytime..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnjXklJrDWI/AAAAAAAAAvY/uPqcyqwIsUU/s1600-h/dondraper%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 387px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnjXklJrDWI/AAAAAAAAAvY/uPqcyqwIsUU/s400/dondraper%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366275979459890530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is obvious I have read way too many trashy romance novels when I reveal the following statement: Those books where the Secretary inevitably has the affair with the boss... Well, Don Draper is the epitome of the boss that would lavish such thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have never seen the show Mad Men  here is a clip that reveals some shocking past moments. I am really looking forward to what Season 3 and Jon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hamm&lt;/span&gt; as the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;deliciously&lt;/span&gt; wicked hot Don Draper will bring us when it starts on August 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f8/1119352258" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="videoId=24664293001&amp;amp;playerId=1119352258&amp;amp;viewerSecureGatewayURL=https://console.brightcove.com/services/amfgateway&amp;amp;servicesURL=http://services.brightcove.com/services&amp;amp;cdnURL=http://admin.brightcove.com&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;autoStart=false&amp;amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" swliveconnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" width="440" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-3996830580155813720?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3996830580155813720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/boss-me-around-anytime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3996830580155813720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3996830580155813720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/boss-me-around-anytime.html' title='Boss me around anytime..'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnjXklJrDWI/AAAAAAAAAvY/uPqcyqwIsUU/s72-c/dondraper%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-938411730146016210</id><published>2009-08-04T11:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T11:39:50.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My G....</title><content type='html'>I would like to thank my  friend for forwarding me this picture.&lt;br /&gt;I have no blog to go with it but I really don't think words are necessary... Feel free to use your imagination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhWGjPCwRI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/3YTcB-9UZ5k/s1600-h/GW433.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhWGjPCwRI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/3YTcB-9UZ5k/s400/GW433.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366133626549485842" 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/6182700628363397100-938411730146016210?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/938411730146016210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-my-g.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/938411730146016210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/938411730146016210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-my-g.html' title='Oh My G....'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhWGjPCwRI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/3YTcB-9UZ5k/s72-c/GW433.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-2744068732190193942</id><published>2009-08-04T11:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T11:34:00.217-04:00</updated><title type='text'>True Blood...mmm mmmm Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhTuG8QDpI/AAAAAAAAAvI/V8_462PIPIc/s1600-h/newen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhTuG8QDpI/AAAAAAAAAvI/V8_462PIPIc/s320/newen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366131007614357138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I must not listen when people tell me an episode of a show was Fantastic!, Great!, Wonderful!, Awesome!, "I didn't want it to end!".  It sets my expectations so high that even if the show is beyond anything I could have imagined I still ask myself so "that was it"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my friends couldn't stop raving about how awesome the latest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;episode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of True Blood was, I expected to go home and find Bill and Eric waiting for me on my couch. Now that would have been an excellent "episode." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HaHa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; In my dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we got some answers to all the questions that were building. Daphne is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;skank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who was using Sam the entire time, he should have popped her when he had the chance. Needless to say Eggs took care of that for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maryanne is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Maenad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who releases people's inhibitions and can control what they are doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;unbeknownst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to them. All I can say is, if you and your boyfriend can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; what happened last night and you then find out that your friend is blacking out too, maybe it is time to question your surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am understanding correctly, a shape shifter can only shift into an object that is near them, they can not just fashion any creature? That would explain why Sam only turned into the owl to escape when he saw an owl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very curious if and how Maryann can be killed. How did she get these types of powers? They are comparing her horns to the actual devil so that can't be a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Bill is trapped by his maker and last we see him it doesn't look like he will make it out alive. Jason is gunned down by the G-d loving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lolita&lt;/span&gt; and I can only hope it was a stun gun and not filled with bullets. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; uses her mind reading skills to get a message to Bill but it is intercepted by someone else, Eric perhaps?  I am so lost as to why sometimes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can hear things and other times she can't. At the beginning she couldn't stop the voices now it seems like they are rarely around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the final 3 seconds, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is saved by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Godrick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?! Where did HE come from AND who the hell is doing the casting for this show?!  HOLY HELL ANOTHER HOT GUY!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe the episode was freaking incredible it just had to sink in....Can not wait for the Vampire showdown next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-2744068732190193942?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2744068732190193942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/call-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2744068732190193942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2744068732190193942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/call-me.html' title='True Blood...mmm mmmm Good'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhTuG8QDpI/AAAAAAAAAvI/V8_462PIPIc/s72-c/newen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-2377375131145578641</id><published>2009-08-04T10:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:48:07.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Giuliana and Bill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhKFA6govI/AAAAAAAAAvA/r4ouyL2fEeA/s1600-h/tv_guiliana1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhKFA6govI/AAAAAAAAAvA/r4ouyL2fEeA/s320/tv_guiliana1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366120406017155826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span name="konafilter"&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;Finally another Reality Show I can sink my teeth into. I have followed Bill Rancic since he starred on The Apprentice and have always loved Giuliana from the E! Network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they got together it seemed that they had a wonderful connection and  I eagerly watched their wedding special on the Style Network when they got married in Capri, Italy. This special featured Italy in such light that ever since then I have had a huge desire to visit the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week premiers their reality show 'Bill and Guiliana" a behind the scenes look at their relationship. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6182700628363397100-2377375131145578641?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2377375131145578641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/giuliana-and-bill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2377375131145578641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2377375131145578641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/giuliana-and-bill.html' title='Giuliana and Bill'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhKFA6govI/AAAAAAAAAvA/r4ouyL2fEeA/s72-c/tv_guiliana1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-7113377407133023299</id><published>2009-08-04T10:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:26:02.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kate Gosselin Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhDCysA93I/AAAAAAAAAuw/jRkjXf24gBA/s1600-h/Kate_Gosselin_gets_d354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhDCysA93I/AAAAAAAAAuw/jRkjXf24gBA/s320/Kate_Gosselin_gets_d354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366112671257130866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monday night just isn't the same without the Bachelorette but at least Jon &amp;amp; Kate plus 8 is back. Since announcing their divorce the show has been on hiatus while Jon and Kate get their act together. This basically means Jon traveled the globe collecting slutty girlfriends while Kate watched the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first two episodes it is evident that Jon is unnecessary to make this show entertaining. He walks around with a mopey face and I am relieved when they stop filming him saying "everything I am doing is for the children" LIAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme song is now filled with pictures, silence and the statement "It's a Crazy Life, but it's our Life"... At the rate this show is  going by episode 5 the theme song will say "That's Life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate is spending time with the kids and I am loving her new mantra of "doing things I have never done before." She is proving just how strong she is and I can't even imagine being in her shoes. With eight kids to care for, an idiot (soon to be) ex husband and being stalked by paparazzi on a daily basis, I imagine it is taking it's toll on her. You wouldn't even know she is going through all this with her killer body and cheerful demeanor. Whether she is faking it for the cameras or the kids, I give her credit for even waking up each day and putting a smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, the kids are soooooo cute! As they get older they are clever and super talkative. They get to sit in the interview chair and as they hang off the couch and answer the producers questions you can't help but love their silliness. When one little boy goes swimming he starts shouting how he's shivering and then wants to show the camera how he is shaking. Out of the mouth of babes ya know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-7113377407133023299?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7113377407133023299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/kate-gosselin-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7113377407133023299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7113377407133023299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/kate-gosselin-show.html' title='The Kate Gosselin Show'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhDCysA93I/AAAAAAAAAuw/jRkjXf24gBA/s72-c/Kate_Gosselin_gets_d354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-6958716450501547330</id><published>2009-08-04T10:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T11:47:04.067-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coup D’etat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhBtQFtV7I/AAAAAAAAAuo/guyLJM1wMO8/s1600-h/JeffJordan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhBtQFtV7I/AAAAAAAAAuo/guyLJM1wMO8/s320/JeffJordan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366111201680775090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If we needed proof that I should never partake in a Fantasy Big Brother game this would be it. If you scroll back to my comments on the Big Brother players when the show premiered you would see that Ronnie and Casey were the two who I pegged to take it all the way. I don't know what I was thinking because I hate Ronnie the most. I guess first impressions are not always what they seem to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that same note, I think you will recall when I compared Russell to Lincoln from Prison Break and maybe I was kind of harsh, because now even Russel is growing on me! I will admit Jeff and Jordan are still numero uno in my book but the more we see of Russell he isn't as awful as I first thought. When he mentioned how his "pops" was sick and he really wanted a letter from him he knew exactly what heart string to tug on because I was putty in that boys hand, metaphorically speaking of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really happy Jeff and Russell struck a deal and Russell abides by it when he put Ronnie on the block. Russell also proved he was trustworthy when the letter from his Pops mentioned his recent surgery and that he was doing well. The budding romance between Jeff and Jordan is still in the background and I love how he wants to protect her in this game. I am still waiting for some kissing action between those two though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Announced in last weeks episode the house guests are no longer playing in cliques. I am thrilled because Jesse and Natalie need to go! Lydia too, it is time to vote them off this island. Also, based on America's vote one Big Brother house guest will be granted a mystery power called the Coup D’etat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next two weeks, the winner of Coup D’etat will have the ability to overthrow the Head of Household and replace the nominations right before the August 6th or August 13th live show evictions. The winner of this power can only use it once and only the winner will know they have the power. Should I admit that that I have voted for Jeff non stop over the past few days so he can win this power and finally shake up this game!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart Jeff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhBhaTXDsI/AAAAAAAAAug/QxnYgOVDPJk/s1600-h/bb11_073009_JeffFantasizesAboutHoH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhBhaTXDsI/AAAAAAAAAug/QxnYgOVDPJk/s320/bb11_073009_JeffFantasizesAboutHoH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366110998263959234" 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/6182700628363397100-6958716450501547330?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6958716450501547330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/coup-detat.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6958716450501547330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6958716450501547330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/coup-detat.html' title='Coup D’etat'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhBtQFtV7I/AAAAAAAAAuo/guyLJM1wMO8/s72-c/JeffJordan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-7243204189203472613</id><published>2009-08-04T10:03:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T11:49:32.829-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A One Track Spy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhAARJDFZI/AAAAAAAAAuY/HW-Rzrw6reI/s1600-h/burn-notice07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhAARJDFZI/AAAAAAAAAuY/HW-Rzrw6reI/s320/burn-notice07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366109329357477266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh Mikey. What are you doing? Putting the job before your friendship with Sam and your relationship with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fi&lt;/span&gt; is just not a wise idea. They have both been there for you through thick and thin and can't you see that they are the only people you can really trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Westin&lt;/span&gt; only has one thought on his mind and that's getting back into the spy game. Making new friends with people claiming they can get him what he craves at the expense of his friends and family is just bad, bad, bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love between Fiona and Michael is obviously still there. In a scene that took my breathe away Michael slapped Fiona in the face as part of an undercover mission. You can see that the slap shocks and confuses her as tears come to her eyes. As Michael mouths how sorry he is, you can see feel the pain in his eyes. I actually get kind of upset just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intense chemistry between Michael and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Fi&lt;/span&gt; is a huge reason to watch this show. Many shows lose it's edge once the couples get their "happy ending" but at this point I'd settle for some sack time between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Fi&lt;/span&gt; and Michael. I think they both have a lot of pent up energy to get rid of. We haven't seen more then a kiss since Season 1!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-7243204189203472613?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7243204189203472613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-track-spy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7243204189203472613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7243204189203472613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-track-spy.html' title='A One Track Spy'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnhAARJDFZI/AAAAAAAAAuY/HW-Rzrw6reI/s72-c/burn-notice07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-7391394132271043893</id><published>2009-07-30T16:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T16:44:35.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Banana Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnIGE1ON9RI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/uKMH74I5gzw/s1600-h/banana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnIGE1ON9RI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/uKMH74I5gzw/s320/banana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364356786227639570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Banana Boy Casey. He had no clue Jesse was gunning for him and was blindsided when he was put on the block as a replacement nominee when Michele won POV.  The plan is to backdoor Casey and if people don't recognize that Jesse and Ronnie are playing the house for fools I am going to go crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie, Ronnie and Lydia are all in the running for the person I would like to punch in the face. The only two I enjoy watching are Jeff and Jordan. Although Jordan is not the "smartest crayon in the box" as she so eloquently put it (what the F does that even mean?!) I can't help but like the bubbly blond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It actually makes me miss my own blond hair. People tend to underestimate the "dumb blonds" and if you have any brunette hiding in you, then it is smart to use that to your advantage in this game. I hope Jordan can find some brunette in her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-7391394132271043893?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7391394132271043893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/poor-banana-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7391394132271043893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7391394132271043893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/poor-banana-boy.html' title='Poor Banana Boy'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnIGE1ON9RI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/uKMH74I5gzw/s72-c/banana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-2250564169859224097</id><published>2009-07-30T16:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T16:39:11.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a lock on S4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnIE5021mGI/AAAAAAAAAuI/2hBX0cKrjKM/s1600-h/bn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnIE5021mGI/AAAAAAAAAuI/2hBX0cKrjKM/s320/bn1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364355497639385186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am thrilled to announce that Burn Notice has been renewed for another Season. Wahooooo!!! With only two episodes left to the Season Final of Season 3 Part 1 I am thrilled to know that eventually we will get more of this beloved show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-2250564169859224097?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2250564169859224097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-lock-on-s4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2250564169859224097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2250564169859224097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-lock-on-s4.html' title='It&apos;s a lock on S4'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnIE5021mGI/AAAAAAAAAuI/2hBX0cKrjKM/s72-c/bn1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-7259943756949285756</id><published>2009-07-30T16:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T16:50:04.832-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snip Snip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnIERKNyiGI/AAAAAAAAAtw/MOtOPGShPc0/s1600-h/weeds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnIERKNyiGI/AAAAAAAAAtw/MOtOPGShPc0/s320/weeds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364354798998161506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At last Nancy makes a brilliant play by putting Andy's name as father on the birth certificate when Esteban refuses to do so in fear it will ruin his political career. Leaving Esteban with no legal entitlement to the baby was genius and naming the baby Stevie aka Esteban in English was just an extra kick in the nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy pulled out all the stops when it came to making the baby a proper Jewish boy and the scene cuts to the babies &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bris&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ahhhh&lt;/span&gt; poor baby, but highly necessary!!!!! If you have any pro/con circumcision opinion, skip this entry. MY blog. MY opinion. Circumcision is the way to go, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ick&lt;/span&gt; to the alternative. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this show and I am loving the interaction between Nancy and Andy. I hope this is the last we have seen of Esteban and for G-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ds&lt;/span&gt; sake, can we start selling Weed again! We got Celia giving freebies away with every purchase of lipstick and we haven't seen Silas with his shirt off for at least 5 episodes. The writers need to reassess their priorities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-7259943756949285756?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7259943756949285756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/snip-snip.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7259943756949285756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7259943756949285756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/snip-snip.html' title='Snip Snip'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnIERKNyiGI/AAAAAAAAAtw/MOtOPGShPc0/s72-c/weeds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-7303459264430979338</id><published>2009-07-30T16:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T16:51:54.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The F Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnIEcbaBf7I/AAAAAAAAAt4/Nwcc7Q8aK_s/s1600-h/diva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnIEcbaBf7I/AAAAAAAAAt4/Nwcc7Q8aK_s/s320/diva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364354992591437746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the battle of beauty vs. brains the new show Drop Dead Diva is a winner on both fronts. This show is cute, clever and witty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to keep reminding myself that inside the buxom body is a blond ditzy model. Brooke Elliot plays the role so well it is easy to forget. With a sexy swagger you are reminded that there is a sexy size 2 model inside a bigger frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Deb/Jane comes out with a really wise notion I love that she is in awe of her own knowledge. You can see that she is battling between her old and new life. Coming to terms with her new body and the F word (Fat) is not easy for her. I am also very fond of the back story between Grayson (Deb's ex boyfriend) and the undeniable connection that he is feeling towards "Jane."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record,  it has not gone unnoticed that the writers named this character Jane. When I think of the name Jane I can't help but think Jane/John Doe, an unidentified person who doesn't know who they are. Verrry Clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the only question on my mind if if you had to choose between having beauty or brains, what would you choose to have? It seems like the answer should be simple but with the society that we live in where beauty is held so high and brains sometimes fall to the way side I will leave the question unanswered because I am really not sure what I would choose. I think it's easier choosing Vampire or Shape Shifter. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-7303459264430979338?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7303459264430979338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/f-word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7303459264430979338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7303459264430979338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/f-word.html' title='The F Word'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnIEcbaBf7I/AAAAAAAAAt4/Nwcc7Q8aK_s/s72-c/diva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-1712792237054455900</id><published>2009-07-30T16:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T16:53:11.622-04:00</updated><title type='text'>After The Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnIBB7ymD0I/AAAAAAAAAtg/Y2OMB0Z3bKw/s1600-h/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnIBB7ymD0I/AAAAAAAAAtg/Y2OMB0Z3bKw/s320/rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364351238893080386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so tired waiting up for The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bachelorette&lt;/span&gt;: After The Final Rose episode that I almost had tooth picks holding my eyes open. Why they chose to air it at 10:00pm the following night makes no sense to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up was a look back at Melissa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rycroft&lt;/span&gt; from last season. She has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt; moved on from the Jason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mesnick&lt;/span&gt; fiasco . With a new job and a new fiance you couldn't help but notice that something else was new. Was it a new nose or just really bad under eye concealer that made her entire face look different? Either way, she is a delight to watch and I am happy she is in a great place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kyptin&lt;/span&gt; and as I swooned at the sight of him on TV my own heart broke a little bit when he spoke about having his heart broken for the first time by Jillian. He even joked that he wasn't looking for the ring in his pocket but more so clutching his broken heart. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Awwwww&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Something tells me he will do just fine and I really hope he gets picked as the next Bachelor so I can keep tabs on what he is up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Reid an obvious fan favorite. The crowd went wild when he walked into the studio. He was charming and witty and the audience was eating it up. When speaking with Jilly the pain was easy to see in his eyes. The irony is that Jill looked like she couldn't keep her hands off him either. In a moment of quiet when Reid is allowed to ask Jillian anything that is on his mind, he jokes about what really happened in the fantasy suite with Ed? Uh Oh. TOO FUNNY! After a stunned look from Jillian and a slight chuckle, Reid changes the subject. Damn it, we all want some clarification!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, the "happy" couple Ed and Jillian are reunited. Tons of making out and declarations of love and happiness are announced. They say they will definitely be married within the year. I am happy Jill found love and if it works with Ed more power to them. Some cute photos have since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; released and word on the street is she will be moving into his apartment soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are they moving a little too fast? Probably. But what works for some couples doesn't work for other and vice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;versa&lt;/span&gt;. The real answer is that when it comes to matters of the heart there are no set rules. Every couple has to play their own game and do what works best for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-1712792237054455900?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1712792237054455900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/after-rose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/1712792237054455900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/1712792237054455900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/after-rose.html' title='After The Rose'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SnIBB7ymD0I/AAAAAAAAAtg/Y2OMB0Z3bKw/s72-c/rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-2096598044244574682</id><published>2009-07-28T19:07:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T19:21:34.554-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Running of the Bull?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm-E5pDtz4I/AAAAAAAAAtY/gzfvZuItvfE/s1600-h/Trueblood2_17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm-E5pDtz4I/AAAAAAAAAtY/gzfvZuItvfE/s320/Trueblood2_17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363651807030398850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How do you blog about an episode of Television that was just so incredible and outrageous that unless you saw it with your own two eyes you wouldn't believe what I am describing. A Jesus camp filled with vampire killing fanatics and hypnotized people holding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;orgy's&lt;/span&gt; in the woods. Told ya it was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't guessed by now, the show I am referring to is this weeks episode of True Blood. I sat down with my friends to discuss the topic and as usual we all agreed that things are getting wild and a showdown between the Vampires and Fanatics is going to happen any day now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all surprised to see the flashback showing just how gruesome Bill once was. When I voiced my shock at how violent Bill seemed and that I was actually disgusted with his character I was BLATANTLY reminded that Vampires lived in a time where they weren't kind, gentle souls. They were out for blood and kills and just recently did they even become a part of society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This of course led to a discussion of exactly how you get "turned" and if you were in love with a Vampire would you choose to be "turned" so you can spend eternity with your "soul" mate. Of course I use the term &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soul mate&lt;/span&gt; loosely being your soul is stolen away from you when you turn into a Vampire. How my friend knows so much about turning a human into a Vampire, well that remains to be seen. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt; is paying very close attention to the show or he takes part in some really wild weekend adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other notable scenes from this episode:&lt;br /&gt;- Eric drinking the girl from the club. Hot! He could be my maker &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;any day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- Sam and Daphne on the Pool Table. I may never be able to play a simple game of pool again.&lt;br /&gt;- Hypothesis: The area that Tara and Eggs stumbled upon is where the ritual took place that killed the psychic woman whose heart was stolen.&lt;br /&gt;- We all felt for poor Lafayette who was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;traumatized&lt;/span&gt; by his Vampire ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;- Stunned with the Orgy scene. How do you even shoot a scene as crazy as that??&lt;br /&gt;- None of us could understand why Maryann had to put on the bull helmet, we assumed the horns came out of her head or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the latest preview of what is to come on this Season. Viewers beware, there are spoilers and it looks like the shit is going to hit the fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="flashObj" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,47,0" width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/6555681001?isVid=1&amp;amp;publisherID=769341148"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="videoId=30862149001&amp;amp;playerID=6555681001&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_f9/6555681001?isVid=1&amp;amp;publisherID=769341148" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="videoId=30862149001&amp;amp;playerID=6555681001&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" 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" width="450" height="400"&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/6182700628363397100-2096598044244574682?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2096598044244574682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/running-of-bull.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2096598044244574682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2096598044244574682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/running-of-bull.html' title='Running of the Bull?'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm-E5pDtz4I/AAAAAAAAAtY/gzfvZuItvfE/s72-c/Trueblood2_17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-2153314179724616332</id><published>2009-07-28T18:03:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T18:08:41.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bachelorette Viewing Party</title><content type='html'>My night on the couch watching the Finale doesn't look nearly as exciting as these pics! If I knew Photoshop I'd be standing right next to Jillian over there. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm92KVBl3DI/AAAAAAAAAsw/QGuYMvPfQtM/s1600-h/1zr0y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm92KVBl3DI/AAAAAAAAAsw/QGuYMvPfQtM/s320/1zr0y.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363635601036139570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm92K4Gmh6I/AAAAAAAAAs4/A8vfpCWd0KY/s1600-h/2lvble9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm92K4Gmh6I/AAAAAAAAAs4/A8vfpCWd0KY/s320/2lvble9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363635610452395938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm92L2H5ddI/AAAAAAAAAtI/DVyiuYCSEEs/s1600-h/jszmop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm92L2H5ddI/AAAAAAAAAtI/DVyiuYCSEEs/s320/jszmop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363635627100829138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm92MNqsB8I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/jNxTmGZGUCQ/s1600-h/w9tzrd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm92MNqsB8I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/jNxTmGZGUCQ/s320/w9tzrd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363635633420765122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm92KVBl3DI/AAAAAAAAAsw/QGuYMvPfQtM/s1600-h/1zr0y.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-2153314179724616332?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2153314179724616332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/bachelorette-viewing-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2153314179724616332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2153314179724616332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/bachelorette-viewing-party.html' title='The Bachelorette Viewing Party'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm92KVBl3DI/AAAAAAAAAsw/QGuYMvPfQtM/s72-c/1zr0y.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-6678520971725880943</id><published>2009-07-28T17:46:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T17:58:32.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a sucker for love..</title><content type='html'>How much do I love these photos of real life True Blood couple Anna Paquin and Stephen Moyer!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm90GExOtVI/AAAAAAAAAso/ahj2NnT0RPM/s1600-h/anna-paquin-stephen-moyer-seaworld-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm90GExOtVI/AAAAAAAAAso/ahj2NnT0RPM/s200/anna-paquin-stephen-moyer-seaworld-17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363633328929813842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm90FYULzBI/AAAAAAAAAsI/ckhcwbuNS4g/s1600-h/anna-paquin-stephen-moyer-seaworld-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm90FYULzBI/AAAAAAAAAsI/ckhcwbuNS4g/s200/anna-paquin-stephen-moyer-seaworld-01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363633316996828178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm90F--YEdI/AAAAAAAAAsY/7HmUckPhito/s1600-h/anna-paquin-stephen-moyer-seaworld-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm90F--YEdI/AAAAAAAAAsY/7HmUckPhito/s200/anna-paquin-stephen-moyer-seaworld-04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363633327374340562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm90FhSj2YI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/0wg3Emiwirg/s1600-h/anna-paquin-stephen-moyer-seaworld-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm90FhSj2YI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/0wg3Emiwirg/s200/anna-paquin-stephen-moyer-seaworld-03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363633319405934978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm90FYULzBI/AAAAAAAAAsI/ckhcwbuNS4g/s1600-h/anna-paquin-stephen-moyer-seaworld-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-6678520971725880943?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6678520971725880943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sucker-for-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6678520971725880943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6678520971725880943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sucker-for-love.html' title='I&apos;m a sucker for love..'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm90GExOtVI/AAAAAAAAAso/ahj2NnT0RPM/s72-c/anna-paquin-stephen-moyer-seaworld-17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-6935525903900856412</id><published>2009-07-28T17:39:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T17:58:06.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Killer</title><content type='html'>The new season of Dexter is right around the corner and I can not wait to see what my favorite Serial Killer has been up to. Feel free to check out the sneak peak they shared at Comic-Con. SPOILERS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V-rs5hQ6gpM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V-rs5hQ6gpM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="400"&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/6182700628363397100-6935525903900856412?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6935525903900856412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-favorite-killer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6935525903900856412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6935525903900856412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-favorite-killer.html' title='My Favorite Killer'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-7443249795717648950</id><published>2009-07-28T16:54:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T18:12:21.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosey Endings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm9to3MtDiI/AAAAAAAAAqY/qdUcHDt8Zgo/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm9to3MtDiI/AAAAAAAAAqY/qdUcHDt8Zgo/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363626230000979490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's time! It's time! After 2 months, 30 men, countless dates and tons of drama and tears the night I have been waiting for, um I mean Jillian has been dreaming of is finally here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The episode starts  in Hawaii and the final two men Ed and Kiptyn get to meet Jillian's parents along with her cousin and grandma for the first time. The mom has 66 questions for each of the men to answer and no I am not exaggerating, she actually asked them each 66 questions. Do you want children? Where do you see yourself in 20 years? Blah..Blah.. I mean honestly is a guy not going to give the answer mom wants to hear. I found Ed's responses totally cookie cutter yet I felt like Kip was so genuine and the little wink he threw Jill's mom made my heart pitter-patter. Seriously, I was clutching my chest, possibly on the brink of a panic attack or I have a major crush on Kiptyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, two, three, four, oh excuse me. I was just counting the number of amazing abs that are on Kiptyn's body. This guy does not just have a 6 pack I think it's more like a 12 pack. He definitely deserves kudos for his stellar body but as each week passes and we learn more about him I am falling for more then just his beautiful face. I think he is an all around wonderful guy and I am almost ashamed that in previous blogs I referred to him as a pretty package with nothing to say. He really proved me wrong and I have no problem admitting it. I love that he is charming, sweet and when he speaks he actually looks at Jillian in the face instead of avoiding all contact like Ed does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what will go down in history as one of my favorite Bachelorette moments Jilly and Kiptyn are laying in the bed together and he looks down at her and asks if she is happy and she says yes. This was me -- Yes, Kiptyn, I am happy, I am happy!!!! Um. Yes, I need to get a grip. My heart was POUNDING watching the entire episode. I realize it is not my love life on the line but I am invested here people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm9nYSLBuoI/AAAAAAAAApI/5hKcg7lGElU/s1600-h/bachelorette-jillian50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm9nYSLBuoI/AAAAAAAAApI/5hKcg7lGElU/s400/bachelorette-jillian50.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363619348114160258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm9o9aFSpYI/AAAAAAAAApw/iNUFDEBJ_-I/s1600-h/9kqcdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm9o9aFSpYI/AAAAAAAAApw/iNUFDEBJ_-I/s320/9kqcdf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363621085404374402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill gets to spend the evening with each man and that is where the above mentioned convo between Kip and Jill takes place. They also lay their feelings on the line and for once Kip opens up about how he is definitely falling in love with her. We later cut to Jill's time with Ed and in a not so subtle euphimism they cut to a shot of a Volcano errupting. Alrighty then, I guess the little issue in last weeks has been taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the day is here where Jillian will pick her man. Looking stunning in a white strapless dress she is beaming and I am freaking out because the suspense is just too much! To my horror the first limo to arrive is Kiptyn's. Anyone who has watched The Bachelor/ette knows that this is never ever a good sign. First one out of the limo with 45 minutes to spare on the TV is always the first to go home. Noooooooooooooooooo!!!!! Kiptyn confesses his love to Jill only to be crushed and be told she is in love with someone else. Kip is crushed. I am crushed. Jillian, you idiot! On the bright side...Kiptyn would make the perfect Bachelor next Season...Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm9nJM0kKAI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/q4Rxf-dZntI/s1600-h/6a00d8341bf6c153ef01157149f305970c-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm9nJM0kKAI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/q4Rxf-dZntI/s400/6a00d8341bf6c153ef01157149f305970c-800wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363619088979732482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm9nYT7WcyI/AAAAAAAAApA/QXD0SXCgYs4/s1600-h/6936750_600x338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 331px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm9nYT7WcyI/AAAAAAAAApA/QXD0SXCgYs4/s400/6936750_600x338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363619348585280290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pop a Xanax and sit back to watch the disaster about to happen (kidding, on the Xanax part by the way, sorta) I assume Ed is on his way when lo and behold Reid pops out of the SUV that has just pulled up. Convinced that he is the one for Jillian he must speak to her right away. Being he is trying to convince her of his undying love I would have hoped he could have put on dress shoes with his blazer but no he is wearing sneakers. Looking quite sloppy he proposes to Jill. As happy as Jill is to see Reid when she tells him to please get up I know this can not be a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cut to Ed who has now circled the block 20 times and must be wondering what in the world is going on out there Ed proposes to Jill in what I can only describe as the most anticlimatic proposal ever. I just didn't buy it. I dont know why but I think Jill was playing it safe by choosing Ed and although he seems like an ok guy I just didn't feel the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm9nJje498I/AAAAAAAAAoo/1_90MWlEA_Q/s1600-h/400_thebachelorette_finale_jharris_ed_090717_abc_marioperez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm9nJje498I/AAAAAAAAAoo/1_90MWlEA_Q/s400/400_thebachelorette_finale_jharris_ed_090717_abc_marioperez.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363619095062837186" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that The Bachelorette is over is so bitter sweet. Jillian was a wonderful Bachelorette and I grew very fond of many of the guys on the show. Tonight we get to see what happend "After the Final Rose" and I am really hoping that Jillian is truly happy with her choice. The next important question is who will be the next Bachelor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm9tjYq9U6I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/VTydCRpkP7I/s1600-h/bachelor-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm9tjYq9U6I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/VTydCRpkP7I/s320/bachelor-400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363626135907029922" 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/6182700628363397100-7443249795717648950?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7443249795717648950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-two-three-four-oh-excuse-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7443249795717648950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7443249795717648950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-two-three-four-oh-excuse-me.html' title='Rosey Endings...'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm9to3MtDiI/AAAAAAAAAqY/qdUcHDt8Zgo/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-2676222158536470339</id><published>2009-07-27T11:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T11:50:08.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm3Milt2F4I/AAAAAAAAAmg/Gq9dtkT5f_U/s1600-h/1-7-13-2009-010414-pm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 231px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm3Milt2F4I/AAAAAAAAAmg/Gq9dtkT5f_U/s320/1-7-13-2009-010414-pm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363167625880147842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again the meat heads and Ronnie are running the house. It's like groundhogs day in there - the same thing over and over. I don't understand why the rest of the house is not banning together to take down this unstoppable force! Even though Ronnie screwed everyone over and lied time and time again I think the back door plan to get Ronnie out is going to fall through and I really hope Jordan doesn't go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love watching Jordan and Jeff together and I really hope she wins POV. Big Brother wouldn't be BB without some wacky love triangle and this time it involves Jesse, Lydia and Natalie. Talk about random! I guess Jesse is kind of cute if he never spoke a word but I really don't see the appeal. I am hoping that if Jeff or Jordan can't make it to the end then at least Casey can make it to the end. He is the only one who is playing the game and isn't on my last nerve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm3MYg72q5I/AAAAAAAAAmY/-sf74cH4em0/s1600-h/1-7-13-2009-010414-pm.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-2676222158536470339?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2676222158536470339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/bb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2676222158536470339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2676222158536470339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/bb.html' title='BB'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm3Milt2F4I/AAAAAAAAAmg/Gq9dtkT5f_U/s72-c/1-7-13-2009-010414-pm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-4122521462327704837</id><published>2009-07-27T10:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T17:30:10.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it time?! Is it time yet!!?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm25cbOsd3I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/kFZOLNR_3Vg/s1600-h/1813882.bin.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm25cbOsd3I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/kFZOLNR_3Vg/s320/1813882.bin.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363146629264996210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The minute I opened my eyes today I wished it was time for the Bachelorette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jilly gets to choose between hottie Kiptyn and career minded Ed . In a preview for tonight's finale Reid returns with a shocking confession that makes Jill question everything. Could there be a repeat of last season's Jason/Melissa/Molly love triangle? Or will she pull a Brad Womack, who in the 2007 finale chose no one and went home alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harris told ABCNews.com that the finale is "dramatic," but has a "brilliant and positive" ending. "Not only am I happy, but as everyday goes by, I wake up more and more excited," Harris said. After hearing this quote I am convinced Jill doesn't pick any of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is it time?!!! 10 hours to go.. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. According to sources this is how it will all go down:&lt;br /&gt;-Ed proposes to Jillian.&lt;br /&gt;-Reid returns to say he loves her.&lt;br /&gt;-Kiptyn has already been named the next star of The Bachelor.&lt;br /&gt;-Oh, and Ed may have a girlfriend back home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-4122521462327704837?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4122521462327704837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-time-is-it-time-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4122521462327704837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4122521462327704837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-time-is-it-time-yet.html' title='Is it time?! Is it time yet!!?????'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm25cbOsd3I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/kFZOLNR_3Vg/s72-c/1813882.bin.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-3987812493264371136</id><published>2009-07-27T09:34:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T14:00:04.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ugly Truth - and it's not the movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm2tc-xWWbI/AAAAAAAAAmI/OTDgGJi5Fj4/s1600-h/patronizingsmileleft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm2tc-xWWbI/AAAAAAAAAmI/OTDgGJi5Fj4/s320/patronizingsmileleft.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363133444666055090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't think it was possible to dislike an actress as much as I can't stand Katherine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Heigel&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, she is gorgeous. Yes she is talented, but her attitude makes her down right ugly in my opinion. In the past she has made ridiculous comments about her role on Grey's even taking herself out of the nomination to win an award because her work "wasn't award worthy." Talk about smacking a show that gave you your big break in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already 3 minutes into this interview on David Letterman I am reminded as to why I can not stand her as a person. Poor baby, worked a 17 hour day once. How cruel of the GA writers to do that to her. She makes millions of dollars, cry me a river. There are real people out there working 17 hour days and they aren't just standing around looking pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad part is I actually like her movies and her character on Grey's is fantastic BUT as a real life person I want to punch her in those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; little teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always enjoy when I find another blog that shares my hatred for an actress and this article deserves some major kudos. Not that I want to advertise for someone else but I can not resist sharing the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.pajiba.com/seriously_random_lists/the-many-faces-of-katherine-heigl.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILvCnoHCpMs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILvCnoHCpMs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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/6182700628363397100-3987812493264371136?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3987812493264371136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/ugly-truth-and-its-not-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3987812493264371136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3987812493264371136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/ugly-truth-and-its-not-movie.html' title='The Ugly Truth - and it&apos;s not the movie'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm2tc-xWWbI/AAAAAAAAAmI/OTDgGJi5Fj4/s72-c/patronizingsmileleft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-6592403265891781572</id><published>2009-07-27T09:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T09:34:35.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother F*****</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm2szBYIFWI/AAAAAAAAAmA/HzzdV9PlSjY/s1600-h/425.ab.candy.tori.spelling.052809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm2szBYIFWI/AAAAAAAAAmA/HzzdV9PlSjY/s320/425.ab.candy.tori.spelling.052809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363132723811063138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Talk about airing the families dirty laundry.  In an open letter from Candy Spelling to Tori published by TMZ the elder Spelling reacts to the two-part season finale in which Tori makes the "agonizing decision" (Candy's words) to invite her mother to Tori and Dean's daughter Stella's first birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addressed to "MIDDLE-AGED REALITY SHOW STARS (LIKE MY DAUGHTER)," "I Know many middle-aged people have issues about their parents and their upbringing. I did," to "A big party wasn't how I envisioned meeting my granddaughter for the first time; but, hey, this is Hollywood, and my grandchildren have become reality show props, too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her message concludes with, "For all the reality show personalities, please remember that real life doesn't get edited to make things better or worse or get better ratings. You're responsible for what you do. Life isn't just a show. And your families can't just be props. Make your own season finale without creating conflicts you will regret later."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!! Candy, you are a Mother F****. How about instead of sending letters via TMZ you act like a grown up and call your daughter. We all know I love the show Tori and Dean and I don't believe the crap that Candy spews for one moment. I think she is super jealous of her daughter and needs to grow the hell up. I am actually disgusted on behalf of Tori which may seem extreme but I think taking the problem to TMZ is way worse the mentioning their issues on Tori's reality show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-6592403265891781572?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6592403265891781572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/mother-f.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6592403265891781572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6592403265891781572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/mother-f.html' title='Mother F*****'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm2szBYIFWI/AAAAAAAAAmA/HzzdV9PlSjY/s72-c/425.ab.candy.tori.spelling.052809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-7028728479232430965</id><published>2009-07-26T19:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T19:32:01.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Kate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmznYP3BZFI/AAAAAAAAAl4/nsxP63OvY20/s1600-h/kate-gosselin-try-to-keep-up-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmznYP3BZFI/AAAAAAAAAl4/nsxP63OvY20/s320/kate-gosselin-try-to-keep-up-09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362915660051604562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For a guy who wanted out of the media spotlight Jon Gosselin is everywhere. Just last week he was on vacay in St. Tropez with girlfriend #1 then most recently back in NY with supposed girlfriend #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently quoted as being single and still keeping his family as his number one priority I can't help but disagree when Jon is spotted hanging out in the Hamptons with Michael Lohan the trashiest dad in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate on the other hand has been spotted with the kids non stop and I am happy she is choosing the high road and staying out of the drama for once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-7028728479232430965?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7028728479232430965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/team-kate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7028728479232430965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7028728479232430965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/team-kate.html' title='Team Kate'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmznYP3BZFI/AAAAAAAAAl4/nsxP63OvY20/s72-c/kate-gosselin-try-to-keep-up-09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-2915572906625111220</id><published>2009-07-26T19:00:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T11:55:21.639-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Comic-Con True Blood Crazyness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmzinaACmGI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/J2y8MFo_ey4/s1600-h/anna-paquin-stephen-moyer-comic-con.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmzinaACmGI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/J2y8MFo_ey4/s320/anna-paquin-stephen-moyer-comic-con.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362910422913685602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok. I admit I have no idea what Comic-Con is. I&lt;br /&gt;thought it was about comic books or something. Maybe it even is. I actually don't care. What I do care about is this awesome interview given by True Blood favorites, Bill, Eric and Sookie. Be warned there are some spoilers in this interview but most importantly I would like you to pay attention to (Stephen Moyer) Bill's sexy British accent. 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What more can I say after seeing Michael Westin play the part of a priest in the latest episode of Burn Notice. A man should never look that good wearing a priests outfit. Calling him H-O-T in that scene doesn't even do it justice and as bad as that sounds, well, I never said I was an angel :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful episode as always! Michael, Fi and Sam work to get rid of a step dad who beats his stepson and wife. A situation that hits close to home for Michael because as a child he lived very similar circumstances. This is the first time I can recall having a child be the "client" and he did a superb job. I sure wish I could be Michael's um "client".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..Michael, Fi and Sam work to make the step dad think he is losing his mind by faking their own deaths and then being resurrected. Michael as a priest, Sam as a fruit vendor, and Fi as a random girl shopping on the corner. Once the step dad goes "crazy" it is much easier for the mom to win full parental rights to her son.The fake death scene was HILARIOUS as they each worked to make it their own-- super dramatic and true to character. You almost want to laugh as it all goes down in slow mo with western music playing in the background but when I thought of it being a real death scene for any of those characters my heart actually kind of ached..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the great moments somehow I have forgotten to mention the main storyline in the last few blogs. Michael is still working as hard as he can to get back into the good graces of the government. He is still convinced the only way he will be whole again is to get his old job back. This involves making friends with some people who at this moment we are unsure of their true agendas. It is also causing a rift between Michael and Fi and I hope that Mikey gets a grip and sees that while having his old job is important he is missing out on something wonderful right in front of him. I mean what other girl will he find that keeps an extra gun in her umbrella stand just for emergencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably one of the coolest things about Burn Notice is its fan following. When the episode is over I rush to the USA message boards to read what others thought because there are fans out there even crazier then I am. They snap screen shots, watch the episode 3 and 4 times that night, they even make lists and quotes of their fave one liners of each episode. I can truly appreciate every ones enthusiasm for the show and wish I could meet such die hard fans like myself in real life. Even cooler is that the BN official website is often visited by the actual writers and producers who post on the boards and respond to peoples commentary. THAT I truly love, I mean without the fans there would be no show and I think it is awesome that the writers recognize that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dismay at the end of this episode it was announced only two episodes left til the Season Finale. WHAT!!!!? First The Bachelorette and now Burn Notice is over for a few months, what am I going to do with all this free time? Maybe I should start working on losing the five pounds I gained from watching all this TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm4AO9ghhRI/AAAAAAAAAng/-0vNV7kFwUc/s1600-h/TeamPicture2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 93px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm4AO9ghhRI/AAAAAAAAAng/-0vNV7kFwUc/s400/TeamPicture2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363224463273985298" 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/6182700628363397100-7462762657135314581?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7462762657135314581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/father-hottie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7462762657135314581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7462762657135314581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/father-hottie.html' title='Father Hottie'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sm3sCTg9ZfI/AAAAAAAAAm4/sz8SA94wVd4/s72-c/BN-S3E7_00417.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-341585799633279980</id><published>2009-07-23T16:39:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T16:55:07.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All about the Pheromones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjNyiDE6CI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/5FsVK6d4lFQ/s1600-h/love_is_blind_by_vulpecula781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjNyiDE6CI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/5FsVK6d4lFQ/s320/love_is_blind_by_vulpecula781.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361761624401438754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ABCs' new show Dating in the Dark gave me some food for thought. The concept: Two strangers get to know each other over the course of a week in a pitch black room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The object is to learn about each other without physical attraction getting in the way and see if there is a possible dating match. They are able to chat and even touch each other (if they choose to do so) to get a sense of the person's physical attributes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can smell the other person (and their clothes) to see if they are attracted to the persons pheromones. According to many studies, a persons scent, aka pheromones, that they give off can either attract or repel their partners. It is what they are calling a social experiment enabling people to fall for someone based on their personality and not what they look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I think this is feasible and can actually draw out a true love match? Highly unlikely in my opinion. The difference between a friend and a significant other is usually the physical chemistry between two people. I am not saying physical attraction is the MOST important thing in a relationship but I do think it is a basis for a relationship that is more than just friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it takes many things to sustain a healthy relation but next time you meet someone you want to date, perhaps sniffing them is the way to determine if a true love connection is possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-341585799633279980?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/341585799633279980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-about-pheromones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/341585799633279980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/341585799633279980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-about-pheromones.html' title='All about the Pheromones'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjNyiDE6CI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/5FsVK6d4lFQ/s72-c/love_is_blind_by_vulpecula781.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-2440838222336336936</id><published>2009-07-23T15:38:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T16:36:53.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prison Break, Forever in my Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjI9zZbg9I/AAAAAAAAAkI/WuaEmP-jy0s/s1600-h/332wfnn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjI9zZbg9I/AAAAAAAAAkI/WuaEmP-jy0s/s320/332wfnn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361756320479019986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In honor of Prison Break, my favorite show of all time and in celebration of  the release of the DVD movie Prison Break: The Final Break I thought it would be apropo (sp?) to reflect on this amazing series and what went down over four glorious seasons. Please note that there are MAJOR spoilers from the TV series and the movie so do not read further if you do not want to know what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first season follows the rescue of Lincoln Burrows (Dominic Purcell), who is accused of murdering Terrence Steadman (Jeff Perry), the brother of the Vice President of the United States. Lincoln is sentenced to death and is incarcerated in Fox River State Penitentiary where he awaits his execution. Lincoln's brother, brilliant structural engineer Michael Scofield (Wentworth Miller), is convinced of Lincoln's innocence and formulates an escape plan. In order to gain access to Fox River, Michael commits armed robbery. Michael befriends the prison doctor Sara Tancredi (Sarah Wayne Callies) when he pretends to suffer from Type 1 diabetes, in order to gain daily access to the prison's infirmary. The brothers' fight to ward off the execution is aided by their lifelong friend Veronica Donovan (Robin Tunney), who begins to investigate the conspiracy that put Lincoln in jail. However, they are hindered by covert agents, members of an organization known as The Company. The Company was responsible for framing Lincoln, and they did so because of Lincoln's father, Aldo Burrows, and his former connections to the company. The brothers, along with six other inmates, Fernando Sucre (Amaury Nolasco), Theodore "T-Bag" Bagwell (Robert Knepper), Benjamin Miles "C-Note" Franklin (Rockmond Dunbar), David "Tweener" Apolskis (Lane Garrison), John Abruzzi (Peter Stormare), and Charles "Haywire" Patoshik (Silas Weir Mitchell), who come to be known as the Fox River Eight, escape in the season finale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjBoh-98rI/AAAAAAAAAhY/0GdsVreDJN4/s1600-h/Prison_Break_224935y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjBoh-98rI/AAAAAAAAAhY/0GdsVreDJN4/s200/Prison_Break_224935y.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361748258445980338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjBpGFg3WI/AAAAAAAAAho/-Clcrxg1_ho/s1600-h/prisonbreak2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjBpGFg3WI/AAAAAAAAAho/-Clcrxg1_ho/s200/prisonbreak2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361748268137110882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjBo8u7_LI/AAAAAAAAAhg/33QK8O9lHRM/s1600-h/prison_break_wideweb__470x31401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjBo8u7_LI/AAAAAAAAAhg/33QK8O9lHRM/s200/prison_break_wideweb__470x31401.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361748265626500274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjBpTBIisI/AAAAAAAAAhw/7aoBPe3Mvag/s1600-h/wentworth-miller-kissing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjBpTBIisI/AAAAAAAAAhw/7aoBPe3Mvag/s200/wentworth-miller-kissing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361748271608400578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Season 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second season begins eight hours after the escape, focusing mainly on the escapees.  The fugitives split up and journey to locations across the country with the authorities close behind them as they each pursue their individual goals. Brad Bellick (Wade Williams) gets fired from the prison where he worked as a guard and chases after the inmates himself for the reward money. Several of the escapees reunite in search of a large cache of money buried long ago by another prisoner. Federal agent Alexander Mahone (William Fichtner) is assigned to track down and capture the eight fugitives, but is revealed to be working for The Company, which wants all eight men dead. When Sara discovers her dead father, Governor Frank Tancredi, she meets with Michael, remaining with him as the brothers try to bring down the current President, a Company member. To ensure the brothers' safety, Sara allows herself to be arrested and faces trial. During the trial, the testimony of former Secret Service agent Paul Kellerman, who used to work for the Company-controlled President, exonerates Lincoln and Sara. Several of the escapees are killed or recaptured, but the brothers make it to Panama. Michael, T-Bag, Mahone, and Bellick are arrested by the Panamanian authorities and imprisoned at the Penitenciaría Federal de Sona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjEfrRRsjI/AAAAAAAAAh4/wfoq3eTF9e4/s1600-h/foxriver8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjEfrRRsjI/AAAAAAAAAh4/wfoq3eTF9e4/s200/foxriver8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361751404854751794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjEgDoaJ2I/AAAAAAAAAiI/8UCRs3FdYx4/s1600-h/prisbreakprem-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjEgDoaJ2I/AAAAAAAAAiI/8UCRs3FdYx4/s200/prisbreakprem-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361751411394226018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjEga20PtI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/MuP1GBvW7uM/s1600-h/prison-break-dot-theory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjEga20PtI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/MuP1GBvW7uM/s200/prison-break-dot-theory.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361751417628671698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjEglYAWcI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Eui7L5e7VYw/s1600-h/prisonsarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjEglYAWcI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Eui7L5e7VYw/s200/prisonsarah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361751420452231618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Season 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third season follows both Michael inside Sona and Lincoln on the outside in Panama. Sona is a prison that has been run by the inmates and guarded only from the outside since a riot the year before. Burrows is quickly contacted by Gretchen Morgan (a Company operative who was in charge of operations in Panama) who kidnapped his son LJ (Marshall Allman) and Sara Tancredi (Sarah Wayne Callies), the woman Michael loves. He is told that The Company wants Scofield to break James Whistler (Chris Vance) out of Sona. The season follows Michael and Whistler's trials in formulating an escape plan, as Michael has to deal with extreme tension and as Lincoln deals with the Company's operative Gretchen Morgan (Jodi Lyn O'Keefe). Sucre gets a job at the prison to aid Michael in his escape plan. When Lincoln attempts to rescue Sara and LJ following a clue provided by Sara, Gretchen claims to have beheaded Sara and sends Lincoln a head in a box as a warning. As the season ends, the pair manage to escape along with Mahone, and another inmate McGrady leaving behind several accomplices including T-Bag and Bellick. Sucre's identity is discovered by a prison guard and is thrown into Sona just after the escape. LJ and Sofia (who was captured for a guarantee that Whistler would go with her) are traded for Whistler, and Michael seeks revenge against Gretchen for Sara's death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjF9tbr_hI/AAAAAAAAAiw/6EpczhK7JwI/s1600-h/pb3+again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjF9tbr_hI/AAAAAAAAAiw/6EpczhK7JwI/s200/pb3+again.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361753020342992402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjF9KL0NUI/AAAAAAAAAio/KXU3yRALeC0/s1600-h/pb3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjF9KL0NUI/AAAAAAAAAio/KXU3yRALeC0/s200/pb3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361753010881180994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjF8yG9g8I/AAAAAAAAAig/SXkMBbMoxqw/s1600-h/panama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjF8yG9g8I/AAAAAAAAAig/SXkMBbMoxqw/s200/panama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361753004418368450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Season 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth season concerns a team recruited by Homeland Security agent Don Self (Michael Rapaport) to obtain Scylla. Although the team initially believes it to be the Company's "black book", it is later revealed to contain information on an advanced renewable power cell. Over the course of the first half of the season, the team obtain cards to access Scylla, and break into Company headquarters to steal. In the first half, Sara is discovered to be alive, Bellick is killed, and Self is revealed to be a double agent and sell Scylla to the highest bidder. Reluctantly, Lincoln decides to join the Company to get it back, while Michael suffers from a brain aneurysm. He is treated and operated on by the Company. He later learns that his mother, Christina is still alive and was an agent of the Company, who is revealed to acquire Scylla to sell to the highest bidder. Eventually, the series ends in Miami, where Scylla is recovered by Michael and the team, the General and the Company are taken down, and Christina is killed. Four years later, it is revealed Michael died after freeing Sara, who was accused of killing Christina.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjIiMkDu4I/AAAAAAAAAjg/Wxtxhbd_FsQ/s1600-h/4340_1162248257776_1274925469_443767_6275608_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjIiMkDu4I/AAAAAAAAAjg/Wxtxhbd_FsQ/s200/4340_1162248257776_1274925469_443767_6275608_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361755846198147970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjBSuZeWNI/AAAAAAAAAhA/tSQdXs9DLU4/s1600-h/prison_break_wideweb__470x31401.jpg"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjIjfuMYqI/AAAAAAAAAkA/3CUYrloUr1I/s1600-h/prison-break291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjIjfuMYqI/AAAAAAAAAkA/3CUYrloUr1I/s200/prison-break291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361755868520800930" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjIYKyAlnI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/-uU2R7LLX9c/s1600-h/407_fivehardway_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjIYKyAlnI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/-uU2R7LLX9c/s200/407_fivehardway_0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361755673921099378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjIXuPpy6I/AAAAAAAAAjA/zmJMCfKny7U/s1600-h/404_eagles-angels-sc40_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjIXuPpy6I/AAAAAAAAAjA/zmJMCfKny7U/s200/404_eagles-angels-sc40_0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361755666260806562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjIiU4MVdI/AAAAAAAAAjo/aJf36A_yCK4/s1600-h/final+break.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjIiU4MVdI/AAAAAAAAAjo/aJf36A_yCK4/s200/final+break.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361755848430081490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjIi2C-rOI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Mklmpn1KmcE/s1600-h/prison-break212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjIi2C-rOI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Mklmpn1KmcE/s200/prison-break212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361755857333693666" 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/6182700628363397100-2440838222336336936?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2440838222336336936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/prison-break-forever-in-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2440838222336336936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2440838222336336936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/prison-break-forever-in-my-heart.html' title='Prison Break, Forever in my Heart'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmjI9zZbg9I/AAAAAAAAAkI/WuaEmP-jy0s/s72-c/332wfnn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-3993702883827254979</id><published>2009-07-22T18:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T18:29:16.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Brother Blip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmeSgTFdG8I/AAAAAAAAAgw/IcPK34rMCs0/s1600-h/i_love_my_big_brother_card-p137589442326455219qi0i_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmeSgTFdG8I/AAAAAAAAAgw/IcPK34rMCs0/s320/i_love_my_big_brother_card-p137589442326455219qi0i_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361414964984486850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the latest episode of Big Brother the following occurred in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronnie is in charge of the Universe, I mean the house.&lt;br /&gt;He lies to everyone and plays both side.&lt;br /&gt;Lydia cries &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. Again.&lt;br /&gt;Russel screams at the air.&lt;br /&gt;Jeff wins &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;POV&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; - He is off the block.&lt;br /&gt;Jordan goes on the block - Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to my cousin who filled me in on the After Dark dish, the entire house goes crazy on Ronnie and I only hope CBS airs this footage or I am going to be up all night you-tubing BB clips.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-3993702883827254979?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3993702883827254979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-brother-blip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3993702883827254979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3993702883827254979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-brother-blip.html' title='Big Brother Blip'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmeSgTFdG8I/AAAAAAAAAgw/IcPK34rMCs0/s72-c/i_love_my_big_brother_card-p137589442326455219qi0i_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-2726001991510434047</id><published>2009-07-22T18:05:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T18:16:40.815-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shifty or Vampy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmeN5TQah-I/AAAAAAAAAgg/cMlOvUbMj5w/s1600-h/true-blood-season-2-cast-po.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmeN5TQah-I/AAAAAAAAAgg/cMlOvUbMj5w/s320/true-blood-season-2-cast-po.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361409896969045986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;True Blood is one show that I often discuss with my friends before writing my blog. So many of us watch and that makes it really fun to guess what will happen next and sometimes clear up things we didn't quite get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on the latest episode I posed the question: If you could be a shape shifter, what would you shift into? Among the answers were Wolf - which then led us to some random conversation about what wolves eat..and another person said they would shape shift into a car. Does anyone want to take a WILD guess and figure out who in my group picked that they would shift into a CAR. I think it is obvious this person does not sit and watch the show with me. For the record I think it would be cool to shift into a Vampire &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, how's that for wanting everything. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmeNsQZNdQI/AAAAAAAAAgY/s0J1nl483FE/s1600-h/300.skarsgard.trueblood.052609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmeNsQZNdQI/AAAAAAAAAgY/s0J1nl483FE/s320/300.skarsgard.trueblood.052609.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361409672862332162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the actual episode, it was great to see Bill, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt; and Eric working together. In a flashback we learn how Eric became a Vampire and who his maker is. It seems that Eric is playing a much larger role then I ever anticipated from Season 1 and for that I am not disappointed at all. I used to be Team Bill but his over protectiveness of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt; is getting kind of old and as much as I still enjoy the character I think I may be shifting to Team Eric, no pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmeNsaiAoRI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/DP_VWxpTtxc/s1600-h/tb14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmeNsaiAoRI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/DP_VWxpTtxc/s320/tb14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361409675583594770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Merlotte's&lt;/span&gt; we learn that Daphne is a shape shifter just like Sam when she changes into a doe right before our eyes. I can't help but wonder if this is a wonderful coincidence or if she is hiding more then just the fact that she can change shape, after all how did she get those scratches all over her back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lot of crotch grabbing in this episode. Bill and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sookie&lt;/span&gt;, Daphne and Sam, even Jason got touchy feely at Jesus Camp. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Obviously&lt;/span&gt; Jesus Camp is going to tie into the story in a huge way and I am just waiting for it all to come together. I was in awe of the Vampire killing arsenal that they have and I wonder where I can pick up some cool silver stars to throw around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-2726001991510434047?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2726001991510434047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/true-blood-is-one-show-that-i-often.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2726001991510434047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2726001991510434047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/true-blood-is-one-show-that-i-often.html' title='Shifty or Vampy'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmeN5TQah-I/AAAAAAAAAgg/cMlOvUbMj5w/s72-c/true-blood-season-2-cast-po.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-8297476563490064023</id><published>2009-07-22T17:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T17:25:35.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you a loser or a closer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmeB6R_jjUI/AAAAAAAAAgA/OYVL3-EqCOc/s1600-h/weeds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmeB6R_jjUI/AAAAAAAAAgA/OYVL3-EqCOc/s320/weeds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361396719670234434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only Nancy Botwin could get away with calling someone a Stiletto Heeled Mexicunt. If you are opposed to vulgar language and culture bashing, just rememeber, she said it not me. I wonder what it is like to sit at the round table with the writers who come up with this stuff. Well the girl was from Mexico.. and she could be a slut..no a cunt..ohhh Mexicunt! Genius! That was just ONE of the craziest lines that was said on this weeks episode. Andy's "I'm not rapey enough for you" was a close second to making me almost fall off the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is moving quickly in Weedsy Land as Nancy's due date approaches. When Esteban has an at home hospital room prepared, Nancy senses she better have this baby NOW and on her own terms before her family doesn't live to see another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an ending that was so good it very well could have been a Season Finale, Esteban barges into the hospital room demanding Nancy leave the hospital. To my shock, there is a knock at the hospital door and a nurse rolls in a tiny baby. Nancy then proclaims to Esteban how the baby has his eyes. Damnnnn.... I did not see that coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few other things I am dying to mention is the brilliant opening of every episode. Every episode displays the Weeds Logo and Producer information in some funky fashion. Sometimes it is carved into a bar of soap..or the shadow of a Cannabis plant, this time it was a pseudo Wiki page. I wonder if they have an entire team to fashion these creative openings and I wish I could sign up for a job doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original theme song "Tiny boxes" was finally played during the intro of this episode and many references to the past were made reminding viewers how far everyone has come.  It seems that everything is coming full circle and I can't even imagine how this will all go down now that the Hemptress and her baby are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to end this blog without saying what an incredible role the entire cast is doing. The portrayal of each character - Doug, Silas, Andy, Shane and Celia are all so damaged yet so endearing you just really want them to come out on top.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-8297476563490064023?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8297476563490064023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/are-you-loser-or-closer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/8297476563490064023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/8297476563490064023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/are-you-loser-or-closer.html' title='Are you a loser or a closer?'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmeB6R_jjUI/AAAAAAAAAgA/OYVL3-EqCOc/s72-c/weeds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-6963144110834863742</id><published>2009-07-21T12:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T12:07:57.238-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Spy &amp; Drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmXnfmZWCQI/AAAAAAAAAf4/hhsiDyfVS7Q/s1600-h/9825453_tml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmXnfmZWCQI/AAAAAAAAAf4/hhsiDyfVS7Q/s320/9825453_tml.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360945461523253506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was sad to learn that Jeffrey Donovan was arrested for driving under the influence last week. According to published reports some quotes that were taken during the incident involved him saying "Sorry, I didn't see the red light or your stopped car." and "The only mistake I made tonight was drinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Benadryl&lt;/span&gt; with 3 glasses of wine." Donovan flunked a field sobriety test and was taken into custody. He was later charged with one count of DUI. If convicted he could get 6 months in the slammer, but given that he's a first offender it's unlikely that he'll do any time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sometimes hard for me to distinguish the man from the actor that I love so dearly. I may be in love with Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Westen&lt;/span&gt; on the screen but I must &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; that there is a real person out there unlike the character that he plays on TV. I can only hope that this is a one time unfortunate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;incident&lt;/span&gt; and I am glad that no one was hurt. After seeing many interviews from Jeffrey Donovan he seems like a stand up guy who has done his best to stay out of the spotlight even while being the lead on a high rated TV show. I imagine he is ashamed and disappointed in his own actions and I hope we only hear good press on him in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-6963144110834863742?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6963144110834863742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-spy-drive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6963144110834863742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6963144110834863742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-spy-drive.html' title='Don&apos;t Spy &amp; Drive'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmXnfmZWCQI/AAAAAAAAAf4/hhsiDyfVS7Q/s72-c/9825453_tml.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-8989895978635611965</id><published>2009-07-21T10:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T11:34:46.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ban The Man Code</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmXXR1OfnBI/AAAAAAAAAfw/8OAVn0rol24/s1600-h/chris-harrison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmXXR1OfnBI/AAAAAAAAAfw/8OAVn0rol24/s320/chris-harrison.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360927632800062482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every reality show has a host that can make or break the success of the show. Survivor has Jeff Probst, American Idol has Ryan Seacrest and The Bachelor/Bachelorette has Chris Harrison. On last nights episode of The Bachelorette: The Men Tell All, Chris Harrison really rocked. I wanted to stand up and cheer when he bluntly told the guys that many of them were acting like idiot frat boys with little respect for women. It is quite obvious why many of these men are still single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time we got to see the guys who were kicked off the show, minus Wes and Reid. Wes was a no show for obvious reasons and we are told that Reid had a prior engagement. (hint hint perhaps?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an open forum the men discuss what went down while filming the show. I was shocked at how candid they were and even more surprised at how much I disliked many of them. I wish we had seen this side of the guys when first introduced to them. It would have been a lot easier to weed out the morons from the men with honorable intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave sounded like a belligerent meat head stating that "man code" (whatever the hell THAT is) should have stopped any of the guys from ratting out Wes and his hidden intentions. He said that men should stick up for each other no matter what because the "man code" comes first. Dave and Sasha then continued to pick on Jake and Juan for not following the "man code". Thankfully Chris Harrison said exactly what I was thinking when he stated "why the HELL do Jake and Juan have to do anything to prove that they are one of the guys when the point of the show was to date Jillian, not become life long buddies among the guys." The only thing Dave had going for him was when he apologized to Jillian for acting so inappropriate on their date and his apology sounded truly sincere, shockingly enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake continued his "perfect" persona but proved that he has an inner bad boy when he told Sasha "Fuck You, how's that for perfect", when Sasha continued to berate him and his kindness. Well said Jake!  Woot! Woot! If an F-Bomb is going to be dropped on TV I am glad it came from you. Sometimes the word Fuck can really accentuate the intensity of a sentence. I tend to use it frequently myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sascha was blatantly bitter that he was cut from the show so early on and figured he would get his 15  seconds of fame by being an ass to Jake. Not wise to mess with one of America's fave guys Sasha! As for Jesse, one of my faves during the show, actually proved that he is more jerk then gentlemen when he agreed with the man code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly Michael, one of the youngest bachelors, showed his exceptional maturity and class when he proclaimed that the experience on The Bachelorette made him wiser about life and love and he would be forever grateful for meeting Jillian and being on the show.  If Jake is not down for being the next Bachelor then Mike would certainly be an awesome second pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One gripe I do have is that if I am watching the Men Tell All then obviously I have been watching all season long and I know what happened. Please just role the tape instead of constantly showing "last time on The Bachelorette" and "coming up in 10 minutes on this episode of The Bachelorette." Over twenty minutes were duplicated scenes. We did get to see a hilarious montage of never before seen bloopers and it had me hooting with laughter. We need more of this action on TV then the forced deep conversations that ABC tries to manufacture between the couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is the last episode and the preview shows us that Reid does return in some capacity but we are not sure why. My final prediction is that Jillian picks Ed, but I wish she would pick Kiptyn. On the men tell all episode they showed a clip that was not previously seen. It showed Kiptyn taking Jillian to see the charity that he works very close with. The woman interviewed got choked up when talking about all the work Kiptyn has done for them. It showed me what an all around good guy he is.  It also proved that by leaving this clip out of the original airing ABC is purposely editing each guy to look a certain way. Kiptyn was obviously edited to appear as though he only had his looks going for him when that is very far from the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I am dying to know who Jillian ends up with, Kiptyn or Ed, I am sad to see this Season end. They have all become part of my life and I have looked forward to seeing them in my living room each and every week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-8989895978635611965?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8989895978635611965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/ban-man-code.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/8989895978635611965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/8989895978635611965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/ban-man-code.html' title='Ban The Man Code'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmXXR1OfnBI/AAAAAAAAAfw/8OAVn0rol24/s72-c/chris-harrison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-4910116382133614327</id><published>2009-07-20T13:58:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T14:11:22.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk Notice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmSzPhsWK0I/AAAAAAAAAfo/R42asPdA7PU/s1600-h/0720_jeffrey_donovan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmSzPhsWK0I/AAAAAAAAAfo/R42asPdA7PU/s320/0720_jeffrey_donovan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360606535801514818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Burn Notice husband  may have been too lit up when he got behind the wheel last weekend -- Jeffrey Donovan was arrested for allegedly driving under the influence in Miami Beach. Jeffrey! I am so disappointed in you. I really hope this isn't true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 41-year-old posed for a cop cam and was released several hours later.  His reps had no comment. I only have two comments.&lt;br /&gt;1) Jeffrey, driving while drunk or high is a MAJOR no-no.&lt;br /&gt;2) Damn boy you are 41?! You look goooooood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-4910116382133614327?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4910116382133614327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/driving-burnt-is-not-good-idea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4910116382133614327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4910116382133614327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/driving-burnt-is-not-good-idea.html' title='Drunk Notice'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmSzPhsWK0I/AAAAAAAAAfo/R42asPdA7PU/s72-c/0720_jeffrey_donovan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-4689633828464599289</id><published>2009-07-20T11:46:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T12:12:05.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You are not Lincoln Burrows!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmSWGUd5IEI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/xuGBAJPXN24/s1600-h/Ronnie.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmSWGUd5IEI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/xuGBAJPXN24/s320/Ronnie.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360574491795202114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who does Ronnie think he is, Dr. Will? This video gaming geek is playing the entire house like  a fiddle and everyone is just taking it. Not to mention he has said numerous times that he is playing the game. PLAYING THE GAME PEOPLE! Does this not sound vaguely like Dr. Will who said over and over how he was lying to everyone and then took home the money not once but twice! I want to punch Ronnie in the mouth, I swear. The only one who seems wise to his game is Laura and because she has big boobs, no one seems to be listening to her words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, Russell is running around the house with his shirts cut so low I am having flashbacks to Season 2 of Prison Break. Linc was on the run and didn't seem like he had time to button his entire shirt. I wasn't complaining then, but I sure am now. Let me tell you this Russell... You are no Lincoln Burrows! Button that shirt up right now, I have no desire to look at your chest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russell = No Thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmSVuUmSbOI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Sft9fJEjA1w/s1600-h/bb11_russell_gallery_primary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmSVuUmSbOI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Sft9fJEjA1w/s320/bb11_russell_gallery_primary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360574079513554146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lincoln = Yes, Can I please have seconds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmSVuM4JJkI/AAAAAAAAAfA/_QRYeppOO3o/s1600-h/dominicpurcellpicture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmSVuM4JJkI/AAAAAAAAAfA/_QRYeppOO3o/s320/dominicpurcellpicture2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360574077440960066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Ronnie as HOH he puts Jeff and Laura on the block. Booooo! When I was googling BB I came across spoilers in the headline of an article that told me who wins the POV. I hate when spoilers are in the headline. Why do sites do that! Damn them. I won't mention who wins but I will be back tomorrow with my opinion, you can count on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-4689633828464599289?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4689633828464599289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-are-no-lincoln-burrows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4689633828464599289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4689633828464599289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-are-no-lincoln-burrows.html' title='You are not Lincoln Burrows!'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmSWGUd5IEI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/xuGBAJPXN24/s72-c/Ronnie.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-3165677114017021099</id><published>2009-07-19T13:37:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:05:39.512-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LA LA Land</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmNefBQlDMI/AAAAAAAAAe4/hkuUkuWE_l8/s1600-h/entourage03_posterart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmNefBQlDMI/AAAAAAAAAe4/hkuUkuWE_l8/s320/entourage03_posterart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360231868507950274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys are back in town! Back in LaLa Land it seems that the guys are finally doing well for themselves. Vince is back at the top of his acting career, Turtle has a girlfriend played by real life gal pal Jamie Lynn Sigler, Eric's agent business is booming and even Drama is going strong on his TV series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince finally obtains his drivers license for a movie role and I thought I saw some forshadowing  when Vince drinks a beer and then debates driving.  All we need is for him to lose everything with a DWI but thankfully the writers steer clear of that storyline. If Vince has one more bad thing happen to him and then magically gets through it, I swear I will quit watching this show once and for all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always Ari is a wise cracking douche bag that you gotta love and finally Lloyd stands up for himself and demands a promotion. Ari agrees that if he does everything he asks for the next 100 days the promotion will be his. When the first request is to lose 15 pounds I cant even imagine where this will lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to see interaction between Sloane and E and I am holding faith that they will end up together. I have a special spot in my heart for Sloan and E. Looking forward to seeing the boys next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmNd_yZ1onI/AAAAAAAAAeg/rkg0bl0EK_4/s1600-h/eric-and-sloan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmNd_yZ1onI/AAAAAAAAAeg/rkg0bl0EK_4/s320/eric-and-sloan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360231331944309362" 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/6182700628363397100-3165677114017021099?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3165677114017021099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/la-la-land.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3165677114017021099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3165677114017021099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/la-la-land.html' title='LA LA Land'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmNefBQlDMI/AAAAAAAAAe4/hkuUkuWE_l8/s72-c/entourage03_posterart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-2057365478909114014</id><published>2009-07-19T13:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T13:24:13.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No movie for you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmNUaR7BPII/AAAAAAAAAeQ/s5HnmpR82vs/s1600-h/awesome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmNUaR7BPII/AAAAAAAAAeQ/s5HnmpR82vs/s320/awesome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360220791965301890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My boyfriend tends to stare at me in shock for one reason or another but at this moment he is starring at me in awe because I have failed (yet again) in having seen what he claims to be one of the greatest movies EVER!! What movie may this be? Just fill in the blank because there are countless moments like this in our relationship where I need to remind him that I am a girl. I did not spend my childhood watching men shooting each other or blowing shit up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all I did not watch Star Trek movies with ANY roman numeral after it. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Blasphemy&lt;/span&gt;, I know!) I must remind him that I did not grow up with brothers so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of my movie choices consisted of Teen Witch, Overboard, Don't Tell Mom The Babysitters Dead, Pretty Woman and Dirty Dancing. Classic movies in my life and in their own right but not necessarily for the depth their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;storyline&lt;/span&gt; possessed. He tends to give me the same dead pan look when I tell him "No one puts baby in the corner" because he has no idea what I am talking about--and he calls himself a movie novice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I hate to admit it, he hasn't been wrong yet when choosing a movie. I certainly may whine and moan when he chooses the flick but I always give in and he has actually opened my eyes to an entire world of amazing cinema. Last of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mohican's&lt;/span&gt;, Star Trek, Rudy, The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Goonies&lt;/span&gt;, Indiana Jones, Clear and Present Danger, Patriot Games..the list just goes on and on of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fantastic&lt;/span&gt; movies that I can not believe I lived a life without seeing before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has gotten to the point where I won't even put movies in the queue. The last 5 movies I chose were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;disasters&lt;/span&gt;! And the other 3 I picked got less then 30% on rotten tomatoes. They sat in their pretty red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;envelopes&lt;/span&gt; and got shipped straight back to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Netflix&lt;/span&gt; headquarters. I have been banned from updating the queue and at this point I can't say I blame him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two that stick out in my mind are The Count of Monte &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Cristo&lt;/span&gt; and Midnight Express (no this isn't about a train, I know, I was shocked too!) you'd think with my Prison Break OBSESSION I would have known about these two movies.  Then there is Star Trek. Some how I was roped into watching one of the original movies. This led to 5 more and wouldn't you know it there I was sitting in the movie theatre on opening night for the latest installment on the big screen.&lt;br /&gt;It didn't hurt that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hottie&lt;/span&gt; Chris Pine was playing Captain Kirk but I did practice my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Vulcan&lt;/span&gt; fingers for two weeks prior to the premiere and if I could have found pointy ears I would have worn them too! Then there is the movie Rudy where if I even hear the words Rudy..Rudy...I start to tear up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line, sometimes the person you are with tends to know you better then you know yourself and it never hurts to open yourself up to something you know nothing about because you just may well fall madly in love with him..I mean it.. ;-) For the record though, I am not going to play paintball anytime soon. It has to stop somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-2057365478909114014?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/2057365478909114014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-movie-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2057365478909114014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/2057365478909114014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-movie-for-you.html' title='No movie for you!'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmNUaR7BPII/AAAAAAAAAeQ/s5HnmpR82vs/s72-c/awesome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-4073572064659084355</id><published>2009-07-19T13:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T13:11:38.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eviction Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmNTxA9_3PI/AAAAAAAAAeI/4MxmqLH7m1w/s1600-h/braden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmNTxA9_3PI/AAAAAAAAAeI/4MxmqLH7m1w/s320/braden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360220083039755506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The votes are in and there is a tie. Leaving the eviction in Jessie's hands Braden is evicted from the Big Brother House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prior to the count we are able to see what has been going on in the house for the last few days. Lydia did a lot of screaming, for some reason Jeff keeps getting the brunt of every ones misery and Jessie and Russell still think they are hot stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once a blond proved that she can think outside the box when Jordan rallies members of the house to save Braden. She almost gets all the votes when Ronnie screws everything up and then kicks me in the shins once more when he becomes Head of Household. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope Jordan and Jeff escape being put on the block because at the moment they are the only two house guests I can even tolerate and I was really hoping for a Showmance between the two. Here's hoping BB plays at it's regularly scheduled time tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmNSdP8cGrI/AAAAAAAAAdo/9ocrMFe3DAI/s1600-h/bb11_jeff_gallery_primary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmNSdP8cGrI/AAAAAAAAAdo/9ocrMFe3DAI/s320/bb11_jeff_gallery_primary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360218643950738098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmNSiuXiM-I/AAAAAAAAAd4/_qFYplDbR3o/s1600-h/bb11_jordan_gallery_primary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmNSiuXiM-I/AAAAAAAAAd4/_qFYplDbR3o/s320/bb11_jordan_gallery_primary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360218738016793570" 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/6182700628363397100-4073572064659084355?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4073572064659084355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4073572064659084355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4073572064659084355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='Eviction Time'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmNTxA9_3PI/AAAAAAAAAeI/4MxmqLH7m1w/s72-c/braden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-3794762848533641751</id><published>2009-07-19T13:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T13:22:38.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Define a lite weight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmNR4A5j72I/AAAAAAAAAdg/qmsw9UBzAPc/s1600-h/nurse_jackie_tv_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmNR4A5j72I/AAAAAAAAAdg/qmsw9UBzAPc/s320/nurse_jackie_tv_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360218004256976738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In this weeks episode of Nurse Jackie we see that when leading a double life there are many things to remember and so many facts to keep straight it is bound to catch up with you eventually. When Jackie forgets her one year anniversary with her beau we wonder how much longer she can keep this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is still unclear why she is leading this double life. Does she have any real feelings for the side dish or is it purely to get drugs to feed her addiction. Why would she cheat on her husband when every time we see him he is viewed as the doting, loving husband taking care of his business, the children and their home. Is there more to the story or is Jackie just one twisted lady?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of me is disgusted at the double life Jackie leads but another part can't help but envy Jackie when she takes actions into her own hands that seem to somehow justify the means no matter how "out there" the steps she takes are. I can almost relate to the feeling of wanting to play g-d when you see all the outrageous crap that goes on in the world. Why does it seem that in so many cases the good people get the shit end of the stick and the bad get away unscathed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this episode we finally learn more about the people that work with Jackie. It seems that her best friend is well aware of Jackie's double life but is unaware of the drug addiction that Jackie has. When offered a Xanax to relax, Jackie responds that she is such a light weight she better cut it in half. At the same time she pockets half the bottle and later downs them like candy without any water. Lite weight? I think not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-3794762848533641751?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3794762848533641751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/define-light-weight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3794762848533641751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3794762848533641751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/define-light-weight.html' title='Define a lite weight'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmNR4A5j72I/AAAAAAAAAdg/qmsw9UBzAPc/s72-c/nurse_jackie_tv_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-3945724926342376420</id><published>2009-07-17T20:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:41:10.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Swamp Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmEZfr0pUvI/AAAAAAAAAdY/YCn1Bah23Ig/s1600-h/080811_r17619_p465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmEZfr0pUvI/AAAAAAAAAdY/YCn1Bah23Ig/s320/080811_r17619_p465.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359593063677776626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Burn Notice took us away from the gorgeous beaches of Miami and gave us a back drop unlike any we have seen before. On the run from some major baddies from the past, Michael becomes the client as he is hunted down in the swamps of Miami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Westin out of his typical element was truly a sight to be seen. We often hear stories of things that went down when he was overseas and working for the government, but this time normal explosives and shooting wasn't going to save his hide. He had to use his muscles and brains to outsmart his opponent at every turn. In an added perk he did this dripping in sweat and swampy water. We know Michi can not get enough of THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As wonderful as Jeffrey Donovan played his role, the standing O should go to Madeline, Sharon Gless who stole the spotlight in this episode. Her own version of an Interrogation was brilliant and she had tons of one liners that had me smirking like crazy. It is great to see that she is finally hip to what is going on and even though she may be Michael's mom she isn't going to sit around and take crap from anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amazing reportire between Fi and Michael continues as Fi uses the opportunity to literally kick some sense into Mikey while they practice some tactical maneuvers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone who watches the show it is a known fact that Michael and friends are seen eating yogurt all the time. I read that when writers for the show interviewed real special ops guys, many of them mentioned that they eat a lot of yogurt because it was quick to eat and full of nutrients. Writers thought this would be a funny quirk to add to the show and I must agree. It has become an on-going joke that this is all Michael keeps in the fridge and in a very funny scene between Michael and Fiona they swap different flavored yogurt back and forth as they debate their next moves. They are so in sync with each other it's amazing two random people can have such chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next weeks teaser left my jaw on the floor when we see that Fi takes a bullet to the chest and it doesn't look like she is wearing any armor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-3945724926342376420?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3945724926342376420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/swamp-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3945724926342376420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/3945724926342376420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/swamp-thing.html' title='Swamp Thing'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SmEZfr0pUvI/AAAAAAAAAdY/YCn1Bah23Ig/s72-c/080811_r17619_p465.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-5373679695440174435</id><published>2009-07-16T10:54:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T11:18:04.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tori ♥ Dean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl9AXFiVOqI/AAAAAAAAAdI/fWJk0KGLj28/s1600-h/Tori600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl9AXFiVOqI/AAAAAAAAAdI/fWJk0KGLj28/s320/Tori600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072846961523362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can not get enough of the show Tori and Dean. I would follow them around all day. I sat watching this weeks show and was brought to tears during a scene where the entire family is hanging in bed together, being lazy and happy, enjoying each others company and I was struck with awe that the exact moment I was watching on TV is exactly what I yearn for in my life. This would be the time in which I recommend my boyfriend take a break from reading my blog and go play some video games..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying..the love between the family is palpable and it showed me that all you really need in life is people around you to love. Moments like that, laying in bed surrounded by your husband and children, isn't that what life is really about? It's not the glitz and glam it's just those special moments that get you through all the other bullshit in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way Tori and Dean interact is just so on point with a real life relationship I find myself laughing out loud constantly. Tori is slumped over the bathtub bathing the kids and Dean suggests some sexy time before they have to go to a book launch party. She jokes that she got a cartoon for the kids to watch and as he leaves the room he reflects that he never had sex to a cartoon before. Classic! The male mind is defintetely one track..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big portion of this episode is Tori on a book tour and I enjoy seeing that she is so down to earth and humble when meeting fans, there is something about her you can not help but love. She has no problem chatting up the fans, taking pictures and even tears up when fans mention certain things. I don't think these are fake tears here people, I find myself getting choked up when SHES choked up. I really want to be her friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Tori and Dean, I thinks its wonderful how they support each other and make each other laugh and are so open about how much the other means to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of Tori and Dean: love ya babe, love ya babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl8_o5vNLYI/AAAAAAAAAcY/xfESrBrNN0I/s1600-h/tori-dean-makeover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl8_o5vNLYI/AAAAAAAAAcY/xfESrBrNN0I/s320/tori-dean-makeover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072053520313730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl8_300xhZI/AAAAAAAAAco/6B6Fi4S7C2w/s1600-h/tori-and-dean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl8_300xhZI/AAAAAAAAAco/6B6Fi4S7C2w/s320/tori-and-dean.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072309899527570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl8_3mxh53I/AAAAAAAAAcg/sT8ux8q7pbY/s1600-h/tori_dean_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl8_3mxh53I/AAAAAAAAAcg/sT8ux8q7pbY/s320/tori_dean_300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072306127824754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl9AJAVzk4I/AAAAAAAAAc4/C0mZ50Mf_sI/s1600-h/torispellingandfamily1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl9AJAVzk4I/AAAAAAAAAc4/C0mZ50Mf_sI/s320/torispellingandfamily1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359072605048640386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl9AIwTecQI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Xt--WzTp86M/s1600-h/big-blog-template-tori-and-dean.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-5373679695440174435?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5373679695440174435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-can-not-get-enough-of-show-tori-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/5373679695440174435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/5373679695440174435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-can-not-get-enough-of-show-tori-and.html' title='Tori &amp;#9829; Dean'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl9AXFiVOqI/AAAAAAAAAdI/fWJk0KGLj28/s72-c/Tori600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-1995984065606586198</id><published>2009-07-16T10:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T10:18:25.037-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I'd rather be a loner than a social..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl82HXAP32I/AAAAAAAAAcI/mSaQ2EiRZws/s1600-h/miami-social.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl82HXAP32I/AAAAAAAAAcI/mSaQ2EiRZws/s320/miami-social.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359061581656219490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone please come to my house and pull the plug on my TV, I beg you. I can't stop watching these shows on Bravo TV were kids and/or adults are snotty, materialistic, money hungry and have no concept of what real life is all about. First it started with NYC Prep and now a new show called Miami Social.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, all the qualities I listed above are characteristics I hate most in other people. I think that is where my fascination comes into play. I can not even fathom being that involved with drinking, partying, fashion and such superficial nonsense when there are so many other things in life to concern yourself with. They all seem one dimensional and I am in awe that people out there actually exist like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Miami Social there are 7 main cast members. You may recognize Katrina from the show The Apprentice and Hardy was actually on Season 2 of Big Brother. Oh Hardy, I really liked you on BB why are you stooping so low now. Are we that desperate to get back into reality TV? I remember fondly when that bitch in the BB house used your toothbrush to clean the toilet bowl and never told you. See how all my shows come full circle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During interviews with the Miami Social cast, if they happen to be dating one particular person, they describe their relationship as volatile at times and also tumultuous. Really? How about loving, caring, mature, nurturing, wonderful, fun? There are so many adjectives to use and those were the words you chose?  Why are you in a relationship that is volatile? Some other "lovely" quotes from this disaster: “I’m not straight but I don’t consider myself gay” , “Get the fat girl out of my table” , “So much is based upon your looks….”, “I am probably the most incredible fashion producer here in Miami”. I think these guys need some PR training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only credit I can give them is that as hard as they seem to party it appears that they do work as equally hard at their careers. I guess they had to get rich somehow.  It is worth giving the show another shot if only to pretend I am on the beautiful beaches of Miami and if I get lucky maybe I will see them filming some episodes of Burn Notice in the background.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-1995984065606586198?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/1995984065606586198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-id-rather-be-loner-than-social.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/1995984065606586198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/1995984065606586198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-id-rather-be-loner-than-social.html' title='Why I&apos;d rather be a loner than a social..'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl82HXAP32I/AAAAAAAAAcI/mSaQ2EiRZws/s72-c/miami-social.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-7357397509973922619</id><published>2009-07-16T09:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T09:40:33.004-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Brother Technotronics?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl8slCuHMDI/AAAAAAAAAcA/4X0ib5NJ8mY/s1600-h/cartoon_gorilla.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl8slCuHMDI/AAAAAAAAAcA/4X0ib5NJ8mY/s320/cartoon_gorilla.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359051096491241522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meat heads are running the House on Big Brother. Their winning streak continues during the POV competition when Russell wins, keeping the power in the Athletes hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a shocking twist, Lydia convinces Russel to put Braden on the block and back door him. Back dooring is not what you think. Get your mind out of the gutter! Back dooring is putting someone on the block when there are no competitions left to get them self off the block. If the house wants someone out without worrying that the plan will backfire, back dooring is the way to go. Wow Lydia, way to throw someone under the bus there. I guess in this game you must watch out for numero uno and the Meat heads fell for it, taking Lydia off the block and putting Braden up instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff the athlete outcast is not getting along with the meat heads, leading Russel to go ape on him and start screaming about the spelling of a word during a competition.  I think the word was technotronics. I googled this word and turns out they were some Belgian music group but other than that, no it is not an actual word. Still, there was no reason for Russell to yell like a lune at Jeff. If anything, Russell looked like a complete moron not to mention a loose canon which is never smart game play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronnie tells the rest of the house that a bait and switch between Lydia and Braden might go down. Ronnie! It is too early to start making people question your trust. Russel was on to the fact that Ronnie was the leak and that was just foolish on Ronnie's part. Tonight is the first live eviction and I am curious to see if it goes down as planned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-7357397509973922619?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7357397509973922619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/technotronics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7357397509973922619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7357397509973922619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/technotronics.html' title='Big Brother Technotronics?'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl8slCuHMDI/AAAAAAAAAcA/4X0ib5NJ8mY/s72-c/cartoon_gorilla.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-7316292468833804178</id><published>2009-07-15T11:20:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:18:05.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Bumps and Diamond Rings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl31LDhSgkI/AAAAAAAAAb4/I4S3j60hn5g/s1600-h/0529bichir_article.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl31LDhSgkI/AAAAAAAAAb4/I4S3j60hn5g/s320/0529bichir_article.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358708701913055810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Within the first five minutes of this weeks episode of Weeds we see a silhouette of Nancy's growing belly signifying that time has passed. Lots of things have grown. Nancy's baby bump. Andy's beard. Silas' medicinal pot store. Even Shane has grown into a wannabe bully. Nancy and Esteban appear to be very much in love during a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pseudo&lt;/span&gt;-romantic scene in which he proposes as they lay in bed together. Nancy says yes, all is bliss or at least the appearance of bliss, until the last five minutes of the show when a beautiful Latina storms into the house yelling at Esteban in Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she leaves,  Esteban announces that the wedding is off. In this moment I wish I had paid more attention during H.S. Spanish. I picked out the word &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gringa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I am pretty sure she isn't complimenting Nancy. Of course I head immediately to the web. For those who need a loose translation of what was said, here ya go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PILAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you believe you are doing eh? You were already going far, don't you think? You had to have an adventure with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pincha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gringa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? It's fine that you have to have a son with her. But to marry her? Are you crazy? All eyes in Mexico are on you. All of my hopes, my effort, my money and my time are invested in you. (I think it says here: You would have killed the slutty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pincha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;gringa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTEBAN&lt;br /&gt;Are you saying that I have to choose between you and Nancy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;PILAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, Esteban. I am saying you have to choose between yourself and her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This conversation changes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of what we thought we knew and I assume &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pilar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has been the one controlling the money and things around Esteban's empire. It will be interesting to see what happens from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The back story of this episode left us equally entertained although I do have one huge gripe. I would really enjoy the show a lot more if the back story was more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;intertwined&lt;/span&gt; with Nancy's life. The entire show is being put into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;category's&lt;/span&gt; when Nancy is supposed to be the main character. I don't care if this means Andy, Doug and Silas all move into Esteban's house and they are one big Mafioso &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;familia&lt;/span&gt; but we need more of a connection between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;story lines&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy has grown a long, bushy beard, refusing to speak with Nancy and has lost almost $180,000 buying toys off of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;eBay&lt;/span&gt;. It appears that he is on the verge of a breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silas isn't doing much better at his pot store where he is being blackmailed by the cop who frequents their store. In a hilarious scene, Doug is pictured getting a spray tan using what I think was spray paint. I couldn't figure out why he didn't just go out and get a real tan when they are about ten feet from the Mexican sun light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season 5 is half way through and my sources tell me we will soon see someone from the past re-appear and stir things up. Who that person is, I'll never tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Michi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Girl... ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-7316292468833804178?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7316292468833804178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-bumps-and-diamond-rings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7316292468833804178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/7316292468833804178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-bumps-and-diamond-rings.html' title='Baby Bumps and Diamond Rings'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl31LDhSgkI/AAAAAAAAAb4/I4S3j60hn5g/s72-c/0529bichir_article.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-9198829415164217237</id><published>2009-07-14T20:33:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:51:04.201-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunited and it feels too good to be true?</title><content type='html'>Two weeks after Nick Lackey and Vanessa Minnillo called it quits Jessica Simpson and Tony Romo have announced their split as well. Coincidence? I think not. More like the stars aligning themselves for a much desired "Newlywed" Reunion. At least I hope so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, Nick and Jessica can reconcile now that they are older and wiser and have seen the other side of the fence and learned that the grass is not always greener. I always loved them as a couple and enjoyed watching their MTV show Newlyweds. Let's take a look back at the good old days of Nick and Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0l-9S9xDI/AAAAAAAAAbg/0hM7Y1TouLs/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0l-9S9xDI/AAAAAAAAAbg/0hM7Y1TouLs/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358480895176983602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0l9sDl5jI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Je4soPmqp3c/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0l9sDl5jI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Je4soPmqp3c/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358480873369232946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0l-umuuTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/gEMGX5rXyk8/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0l-umuuTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/gEMGX5rXyk8/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358480891233351986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0l-dH-ysI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/GvUnBW2PsM0/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0l-dH-ysI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/GvUnBW2PsM0/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358480886540978882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0l-CdkYRI/AAAAAAAAAbI/WchYseGDBtA/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0mnjGvAXI/AAAAAAAAAbo/UfhCUsxJb3I/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-9198829415164217237?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/9198829415164217237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/reunited-and-it-feels-sooo-too-good-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/9198829415164217237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/9198829415164217237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/reunited-and-it-feels-sooo-too-good-to.html' title='Reunited and it feels too good to be true?'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0l-9S9xDI/AAAAAAAAAbg/0hM7Y1TouLs/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-6336280170814360238</id><published>2009-07-14T20:26:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:33:07.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Whom It May Concern:</title><content type='html'>Dear Kate,&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with the clothes you have on. I know that once again your clothing is from Ann Taylor Loft. In fact, I tried that first dress on in green. Since you are now a pseudo-celeb we both know it is not cool to wear the same outfit twice, so please send me your leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;ATL clothing lover but to broke to buy from there anymore Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Can you also send me the name of your trainer and/or surgeon, your body looks bangin', maybe we can grow out the hair a tiny bit though, in all directions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0ix3FSSXI/AAAAAAAAAaw/OEB5nl-LZWA/s1600-h/kate-gosselin-mails-it-in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0ix3FSSXI/AAAAAAAAAaw/OEB5nl-LZWA/s320/kate-gosselin-mails-it-in.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358477371635812722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0jBO15waI/AAAAAAAAAa4/CYHH5Xa_UF4/s1600-h/kate-gosselin-picnic-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0jBO15waI/AAAAAAAAAa4/CYHH5Xa_UF4/s320/kate-gosselin-picnic-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358477635711779234" 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/6182700628363397100-6336280170814360238?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6336280170814360238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-whom-it-may-concern.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6336280170814360238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6336280170814360238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-whom-it-may-concern.html' title='To Whom It May Concern:'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0ix3FSSXI/AAAAAAAAAaw/OEB5nl-LZWA/s72-c/kate-gosselin-mails-it-in.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-6625916396542874056</id><published>2009-07-14T18:24:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:31:34.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There you are lovah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0Gmn5rGcI/AAAAAAAAAao/U5yL7OYZBhE/s1600-h/wentworth-miller-mariska-hargitay-svu-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0Gmn5rGcI/AAAAAAAAAao/U5yL7OYZBhE/s320/wentworth-miller-mariska-hargitay-svu-03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358446392256436674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wenty&lt;/span&gt; is still hanging around town filming Law and Order: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SVU&lt;/span&gt; and I am saddened to say I haven't seen him on my block as of yet. Some more pics as I stalk him via the inter web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently looking for a Poland Spring bottle with possible&lt;br /&gt;Wentworth Miller saliva on it, if you have seen this bottle, please call me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0GVkIv8SI/AAAAAAAAAag/nB4UB52fAMQ/s1600-h/wentworth-miller-mariska-hargitay-svu-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0GVkIv8SI/AAAAAAAAAag/nB4UB52fAMQ/s320/wentworth-miller-mariska-hargitay-svu-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358446099188150562" 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/6182700628363397100-6625916396542874056?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/6625916396542874056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-you-are-lovah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6625916396542874056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/6625916396542874056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-you-are-lovah.html' title='There you are lovah..'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/Sl0Gmn5rGcI/AAAAAAAAAao/U5yL7OYZBhE/s72-c/wentworth-miller-mariska-hargitay-svu-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-698492066050062556</id><published>2009-07-14T11:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T12:00:15.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me o Maui</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SlylyKm1FyI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ib85384KW-A/s1600-h/011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SlylyKm1FyI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ib85384KW-A/s320/011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358339937923307298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the beautiful island of Maui Jillian had her final dates with the last guys standing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kypton&lt;/span&gt;, Reid and Ed. It's impossible to imagine having a bad time in this atmosphere and personally it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;solidified&lt;/span&gt; the fact that I must go to Hawaii one day. The lush green land, palm trees, volcanoes, deep blue crystal clear water. Sigh..I was falling in love with the Island while Jillian was falling in love with more than one man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first date went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kypton&lt;/span&gt;. Once again Jillian set up a date that involved climbing ropes and obstacle courses hundreds of feet in the air. I don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;understand&lt;/span&gt; why this qualifies as a good date. What about talking about your favorite foods or movies and getting to know each other? Her notion being that they will be encouraging each other and learn to trust each other and while I think that is super important in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt;, I think it can be learned through other avenues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That portion of the date ended with them climbing a twenty foot totem pole, standing and balancing at the top of it and then taking a "Leap of Faith" and jumping while trying to catch a bar in mid air. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kyp&lt;/span&gt; was able to achieve his leap of faith while Jillian fell flat and missed. Of course she was going to miss, the bar was 10 feet away from her and she is a tiny girl. Unless she grew wings, it was obvious she couldn't make the jump. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kypton&lt;/span&gt; uses the motto leap of faith 34 more times throughout the evening to solidify his feelings for Jill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kypton&lt;/span&gt; and Jillian are given a chance at the fantasy suite for a second time and this time Jill jumps at the chance to be alone with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kyp&lt;/span&gt;. Ooh la la. We are privy to some soft porn action and I have to say I get the giggles when watching them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kypton&lt;/span&gt; is a hottie and on screen he looks like a good kisser. He is always putting his hands on her face when kissing Jill. Men, women love this! He was also stroking her arm, it was all very...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;titillating&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day Jill has her date with Reid. Reid and Jilly go on a helicopter ride overlooking all of Maui. Stunning! Upon learning that the pilot is an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ordained&lt;/span&gt; minister and can perform ceremonies mid air Reid jumps out of the helicopter to his death.  I kid. I kid. He didn't jump out of the copter but the look on his face tells me the thought crossed his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once on the ground Jilly proceeds to grill Reid on his intentions like this was the Spanish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Inquisition&lt;/span&gt;. Reid doesn't know what more he can say but he likes her  [--------------------] much, and that 4th grade answer as cute as it was, didn't exactly give Jill the answers she was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill and Reid also accept the second opportunity at a night alone together (Jilly, you slut!) and we see them drinking champagne and enjoying a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bubble&lt;/span&gt; bath together. I kept looking for a bathing suit but I didn't see anything. Are you guys naked in there? Shouldn't you ask the cameras to leave now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On day three Jill and Ed finally get time alone together and set sail into the sunset for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lots&lt;/span&gt; of kissing and a dip in the beautiful water of Maui. I loved the bathing suit Jilly was wearing. It was a really pretty rainbow colored two piece that looked amazing with her tan. If only I could say the same for Ed's bathing suit. I started hearing the Brady Bunch song Sun Shiny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Dayyyyy&lt;/span&gt; in the background when I spotted his neon green tiny, shorts bathing suit. I guess it could have been worse, at least we weren't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;privy&lt;/span&gt; to a banana hammock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a great move on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Ed's&lt;/span&gt; part, he flies his folks in to meet Jillian since they never got to meet when he left due to work reasons. At the risk of sounding redundant, Ed and Jilly also accepted the fantasy suite evening together and this is where my confusion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; sets in. Jilly changes into something more comfy, aka a long white shirt low enough to bare the idea of a nice set of perky boobs and proceeds to massage and oil up Ed in a romantic massage. The lights go down and we are led to believe that they are on their way to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;romantical&lt;/span&gt; evening. Yes, I said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;romantical&lt;/span&gt;. Moments later the lights are on and no one is too happy. How much time has passed I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via interviews with Ed and Jilly we learn that things didn't quite go as they had hoped. Maybe the chemistry just isn't there. Ed couldn't show her how much he loves her the way he wanted to. Jill isn't sure why they both would rather just go to bed after being hot for each other all day. So does this mean Ed couldn't get it up? Where they both just hot and tired from their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;adventures &lt;/span&gt;in Maui? Kind of crass for them to vaguely make us believe Ed is impotent without being more straight forward. Message boards are all a buzz with guesses today and I too am lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we come to the rose ceremony. I have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;say&lt;/span&gt; this is the point where I actually don't know what Jill should do. Usually by this time I have a front runner and I am rooting for someone but I am taking the "this is in G-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;ds&lt;/span&gt; hands approach" or rather Jill's hands since I have nothing to do with the decision she is about to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Kypton&lt;/span&gt; looks smokin' hot in his charcoal gray suit, Reid looks adorable as always and in walks Ed looking like an ice cream salesman. I can't even take credit for that perfect analogy because I stole it from Chris Harrison's blog but he is right on the money. Ed, who the heck picked out that pale blue jacket? We need a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;professional&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;stylest&lt;/span&gt; stat! Throw some gel in that hair too please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill looks like she is about to faint any moment and then asks if she can speak to Ed privately. Jill asks about their night alone together and Ed promises her that he has things on his mind and he can assure her it will never happen again. What won't happen ever again?! What is it???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the rose ceremony &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Kypton&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Reid&lt;/span&gt; muse over the fact of what a tough decision this must be for Jill, if only they knew Jill is facing problems between Ed and his little buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the rose ceremony resumes I am FLOORED when Jilly gives &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Kypton&lt;/span&gt; a rose. FLOORED. I think I stopped breathing for a minute. I have no idea if this is a good decision and then in the longest pause ever Ed is the second one to get a rose. Bye-Bye Reid. Reid looks shocked.. I feel shocked.. I try and sit through the final moments before rushing to the ABC message boards to post how shocked I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Reid reflects on his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;dismissal&lt;/span&gt; he ponders if he should have just told Jill he was in love with her. I think it is finally sinking in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;that he&lt;/span&gt; won't be seeing Jill again and we are left wondering if we will see Reid return in come capacity, possibly to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; Jill with a proposal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week....the men tell all and the reviews are already buzzing that within moments it is the craziest tell all to date. I am hoping we will learn who the next Bachelor is during this episode. Then in two weeks we finally learn who Jill picks! Sad to see this season end but looking froward to knowing how it will all end up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-698492066050062556?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/698492066050062556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-o-maui.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/698492066050062556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/698492066050062556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-o-maui.html' title='Me o Maui'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SlylyKm1FyI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ib85384KW-A/s72-c/011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-8998377851838147350</id><published>2009-07-13T20:29:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T12:02:10.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marketing your best asset</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SlvSojY4NeI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Ka0i9mbsGQI/s1600-h/4-Step.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SlvSojY4NeI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Ka0i9mbsGQI/s320/4-Step.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358107775823525346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I watched the show Hung on HBO and with a title like that you would think this is right up Michi's ally. I love the premise - Guy needs money so he decides to use his best asset - his "Joystick" to help him earn some much needed cash. The kicker is, his pimp is a woman! Not even a rich, socialite looking madam, but a homely spinster looking girl who is using her corporate knowledge to make his asset "flourish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They meet when taking a Seminar on how to start your own business using your best asset. Ray finally decides, his only asset is his BIG you know what, because the ladies have been telling him so his whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray is a very likable guy and you want him to succeed even if he is taking a twist on the oldest industry around. Unfortunately, they have cast Anne Heche as his ex-wife and I find her utterly dull. His two kids are also very hard to like and even thought the show is 30 minutes long I find myself forwarding through the back story. I am teetering on the edge of watching this show again and at the moment it really can go either way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-8998377851838147350?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8998377851838147350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/market-your-best-asset.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/8998377851838147350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/8998377851838147350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/market-your-best-asset.html' title='Marketing your best asset'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SlvSojY4NeI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Ka0i9mbsGQI/s72-c/4-Step.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-4898377392283840194</id><published>2009-07-13T19:58:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:06:13.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Glamour Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SlvKvD_cq8I/AAAAAAAAAZw/31DSxWc0Y3I/s1600-h/293.trueblood.paquin.moyer.lc.033009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 392px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SlvKvD_cq8I/AAAAAAAAAZw/31DSxWc0Y3I/s400/293.trueblood.paquin.moyer.lc.033009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358099091561425858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The chemistry between Bill and Sookie is my main reason for watching True Blood but I feel like they are not getting  enough air time in recent episodes. I really liked watching Bill teach his young ward how to glamour another person and was hoping we would see more of the training it takes to be a Vampire. LOVED the ending when we find out that there may be another person who can reads minds just like Sookie! I actually didn't see that coming at all. I am not sure if I would ever want that power--to read minds. I think I would rather live in ignorance and bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say I have ever been to a party that closely resembles the one Maryann threw for Tara's birthday. I once went to this Frat party in Jersey and some people got real drunk, threw up and I am sure someone, somewhere, was having sex but the highlight of my evening involved my hair being doused in beer and I remember it being really soft the next day. Maryann's party was a tad more exciting. Boobs and naked bods everywhere, bumping and grinding, drinking, drugs and people losing all possible inhibitions. I am still utterly confused as to what she "is" and I went in search of some Spoilers to get some answers and ease my confusion. I won't post anything but from what I read we are in for some big stuff coming our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Lafayette got to drink from Eric and then performed his happy dance now that he is back in tip top shape. I only wish the story lines would move a little faster. The Jesus storyline is so boring, I don't know if it's just me or what, but I almost want to fast forward that entire portion of the show. Jason Stackhouse used to be this hot, country bad ass but now his scenes are all snoozers. I did enjoy the scene were he was scoping out the Jesus Camp chick but other then that it was boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love of Television and a specific show doesn't just end when the episode is over. I am also eager for cast interviews, photos and behind the scenes gossip. I found this awesome quote by Stephen Moyer (Bill) when referring to his love scenes with real life girlfriend Anna Paquin (Sookie) and thought I would share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm so used to having them (the crew) on set when Anna and I are having a love scene that when we get home and we're in bed by ourselves, I kind of miss them." —Stephen Moyer wants to invite the True Blood crew back to his and Anna Paquin's bedroom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-4898377392283840194?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/4898377392283840194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/glamour-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4898377392283840194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/4898377392283840194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/glamour-me.html' title='Glamour Me'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SlvKvD_cq8I/AAAAAAAAAZw/31DSxWc0Y3I/s72-c/293.trueblood.paquin.moyer.lc.033009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-429747925622322034</id><published>2009-07-13T11:29:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:48:57.637-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pearly Gates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SltXB-iehqI/AAAAAAAAAZo/__XyQtP88cg/s1600-h/ddd-621x275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SltXB-iehqI/AAAAAAAAAZo/__XyQtP88cg/s400/ddd-621x275.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357971873166427810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I caught a great new show called Drop Dead Diva last night on Lifetime. Scoff all you want that Lifetime is woman central but I know good TV when I see it, no matter what the channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop Dead Diva tells the story of a beautiful model (Deb) who "dies" in a  fatal car accident and suddenly finds herself in Heaven declared as a self-centered, non accomplished zero. Deb attempts to persuade Fred, her gate keeper to return her to her old life but is accidentally sent back into the body of the recently deceased Jane Bingum played by Brooke Elliott. Jane, a plus-sized attorney, who is smart, witty, charming but lives for work couldn't be more opposite then Deb who always relied on her external beauty to get ahead in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Deb gets used to life in her new body as "Jane" you can't help but laugh out loud when she finally gets to indulge in a chocolate doughnut rather then the grapefruit and splenda she has been eating for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The supporting cast is a knock out with Margaret Cho playing Teri, Jane's assistant, Ben Feldman, Fred the recently demoted gate keeper to guardian angel of Deb/Jane and Jackson Hurst playing Grayson Kent, Deb's distraught boyfriend mourning over her death yet also the new lawyer at "Jane's" lawfirm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting to watch Grayson mourn for his girlfriend while Deb mourns for the life she has now lost and has to learn to embrace her fuller self and the new life she must lead. Brooke Elliot is a previouslly unknown actress to me but in one episode you can already see talent in the ruff that has been found. I am excited to see what unfolds with this new series.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-429747925622322034?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/429747925622322034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/pearly-gates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/429747925622322034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/429747925622322034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/pearly-gates.html' title='Pearly Gates'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SltXB-iehqI/AAAAAAAAAZo/__XyQtP88cg/s72-c/ddd-621x275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6182700628363397100.post-8907017044798903117</id><published>2009-07-13T10:47:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:18:07.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Brother Blahs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SltQGeEqygI/AAAAAAAAAZY/irPsIDAVor4/s1600-h/21841276-21841279-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SltQGeEqygI/AAAAAAAAAZY/irPsIDAVor4/s320/21841276-21841279-large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357964253769419266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wasn't thrilled to learn that Big Brother started late last night and the DVR cut off the entire ending. It is bad enough that Jessie (pictured to the right) the meat head from last year is running the house and is annoying the shit out of me but it's not even giving us the opportunity to learn about the new players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl with the huge boobs - I haven't even bothered to learn her name, thinks she can win on her looks alone and Chima, who lost the food competition started crying because she had to sleep in a room without any luxury's for a week. Poor baby, said it was like an asylum and she might need a straight jacket after being in there. Calm down, my g-d it's not like you are in the jungle with rats and bugs crawling all over you. It's one pillow, a flat bed and a thin blankie. I think you will survive the torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had to call my mom screaming that I don't even know who was put on the block because DVR had failed me. After I have been so good to it! So on the block, courtesy of Michi's Mama is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chima - the supposed pawn (we always know how that ends up..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SltMHw47Y_I/AAAAAAAAAZI/xxaRBkurJyw/s1600-h/cast_thumb120_Chima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SltMHw47Y_I/AAAAAAAAAZI/xxaRBkurJyw/s320/cast_thumb120_Chima.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357959877953807346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia - the real threat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SltMPbQf_wI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fKnn9zKCJ6E/s1600-h/cast_thumb120_Lydia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SltMPbQf_wI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fKnn9zKCJ6E/s320/cast_thumb120_Lydia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357960009586048770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6182700628363397100-8907017044798903117?l=mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8907017044798903117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-brother-blahs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/8907017044798903117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6182700628363397100/posts/default/8907017044798903117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mich-kingskorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-brother-blahs.html' title='Big Brother Blahs'/><author><name>Michi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06099007039475485399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SpfqerrObsI/AAAAAAAAA6I/xPKPiPM5qXE/S220/my+pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2cXIfRrnj1w/SltQGeEqygI/AAAAAAAAAZY/irPsIDAVor4/s72-c/21841276-21841279-large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
