<?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-18650464</id><updated>2011-07-28T11:40:38.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop Culture King</title><subtitle type='html'>Covering the World of Barry and everything in it</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>249</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-6176409897962870880</id><published>2011-04-02T23:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T23:38:33.918-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Thank You Walmart Mastercard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;An Open Letter to WalMart:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I don't particularly like shopping at your establishment but do on occasion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What makes me really not like shopping there is when your cashier at the express check-out unexpresses me because she has to ask me if I want a WalMart Mastercard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Not just once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Like this: "Do you want to sign up for the Walmart Mastercard".  "No thanks".  "You can earn cash back on your purchases".  "No thank you."  "You can use it right at the check-out like cash."  "No really, I'm good."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Very much like a tele-marketer except I was looking her dead in the eyes.   I know it is her job to ask, but seriously, just ask me and move on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Barry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-6176409897962870880?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/6176409897962870880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=6176409897962870880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6176409897962870880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6176409897962870880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-thank-you-walmart-mastercard.html' title='No Thank You Walmart Mastercard'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-8418049942432421711</id><published>2011-04-01T15:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T15:11:27.571-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Elevator Etiquette</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So I have decided to take blogging up again, and, as I wait for something genius to say I will write about Elevator Etiquette. I am not sure that really etiquette is the right word so much as common-sense. Elevator common-sense, that sounds good.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Listen, if I am standing waiting for the elevator and you walk up to it, you needn't press the button. Do you think I am just standing there just patiently waiting for you to come along and press it for me. Do you think that I don't know how to use the elevator so I have been waiting for you to come along and help me. Nope. The elevator is coming. Just wait for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-8418049942432421711?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/8418049942432421711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=8418049942432421711&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8418049942432421711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8418049942432421711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2011/04/elevator-etiquette.html' title='Elevator Etiquette'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-5361486265669939255</id><published>2009-06-29T21:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:20:18.559-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I thing that Facebook has made me forget about my blog.  Bad me.  There have been situations lately where I have thought - ohhh, I should blog about that and then I don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tonight, though, I thought would be a good night to blog.  Cherie is on the couch watching The Bachelorette, and I am bored on the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Earlier tonight, we were watching the most dramatic episode of Jeopardy ever...wait...wrong show...anyways, we really were watching Jeopardy.  The category was 4-letter Rivers.  The question was something about a river between 2 states - so what does Cherie shout out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;MISSISSIPPI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yes, if the category was 11-letter rivers she would have had it for sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-5361486265669939255?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/5361486265669939255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=5361486265669939255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/5361486265669939255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/5361486265669939255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2009/06/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-4543251986251441373</id><published>2009-05-31T16:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T16:26:54.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Thing About a Camera Phone is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;...you can capture random things that you would normally not be able to.  This one is not totally random.  I drove by this sign everyday for nearly 2 months when I finally remember to take a picture of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SiLnuI_BWbI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tgjjxYfho44/s1600-h/sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SiLnuI_BWbI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tgjjxYfho44/s400/sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342086887886641586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I wonder if the OPG people are thinking the same thing I am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Do I get a a 10% discount or do I have to take 10 people with me to get the discount??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-4543251986251441373?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/4543251986251441373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=4543251986251441373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4543251986251441373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4543251986251441373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2009/05/great-thing-about-camera-phone-is.html' title='The Great Thing About a Camera Phone is...'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SiLnuI_BWbI/AAAAAAAAAm0/tgjjxYfho44/s72-c/sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-6585259999170204661</id><published>2009-03-01T21:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:11:00.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unnecessary Caption?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SatAMW1YUaI/AAAAAAAAAmE/5ZNH4SSUMMk/s1600-h/IMG_0398%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0398" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SatAM-NPqjI/AAAAAAAAAmI/X077Wuc8sIY/IMG_0398_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="428" height="322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-6585259999170204661?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/6585259999170204661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=6585259999170204661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6585259999170204661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6585259999170204661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2009/03/unnecessary-caption.html' title='Unnecessary Caption?'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SatAM-NPqjI/AAAAAAAAAmI/X077Wuc8sIY/s72-c/IMG_0398_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-8705739343837141393</id><published>2009-02-01T18:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:38:40.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not Real.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cherie and I went to a taping of the Rick Mercer Report on Friday night.  In the lobby of the CBC is the Tim Hortons set used for Royal Canadian Air Farce.  So Cherie and I took some pics with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SYYwyXEPH7I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/CMz9_o8fuRg/s1600-h/IMG_0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SYYwyXEPH7I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/CMz9_o8fuRg/s400/IMG_0269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297975653391343538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SYYw0tzqgOI/AAAAAAAAAlY/kiiaR0piYrI/s1600-h/IMG_0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SYYw0tzqgOI/AAAAAAAAAlY/kiiaR0piYrI/s400/IMG_0270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297975693855588578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So as we are walking away and a guy walks up and totally tries to put his garbage in the garbage can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SYYxRgyou-I/AAAAAAAAAlg/X8v_Ulxh7eM/s1600-h/IMG_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SYYxRgyou-I/AAAAAAAAAlg/X8v_Ulxh7eM/s400/IMG_0272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297976188577823714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I could hardly contain my laughter as he tried to get his bottle in the garbage can that is fake.  He pushed on the flap with the bottle and it wouldn't open, so then tried pushing it open with his hand and when that failed, he moved on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-8705739343837141393?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/8705739343837141393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=8705739343837141393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8705739343837141393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8705739343837141393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-not-real.html' title='It&apos;s Not Real.'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SYYwyXEPH7I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/CMz9_o8fuRg/s72-c/IMG_0269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-8181232829961442115</id><published>2009-01-29T21:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:49:13.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Blog Posts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was just looking back on some things I have written in the past when I stumbled on this one...couldn't help but doing it again:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Go to Google and type in quotation marks your name and then "likes to" (ex. "Barry likes to"). Type in the first ten things that come up. Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Barry likes to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; throw caution to the wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Barry likes to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; exploit that unknown factor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Barry likes to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; work independently on free  software projects &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barry likes to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; carry her around like a six-pack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Barry likes to spend his time inventing things in the privacy of his room, but frequently has to deal with time warps, art thieves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;or his best friend accidentally turning himself into a dinosaur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Barry likes to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; compare photography to guitar playing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Barry likes to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; make mommy t-Na laugh, make her day with his adorable antics &amp;amp; talent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Barry likes to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; screw up by constantly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Barry likes to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; go  after Network Marketing companies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Barry likes to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; work with the same people over and over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That was 10, but #11 is soooooo good, I just had to post it too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Barry likes to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; eat. all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/18650464-8181232829961442115?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/8181232829961442115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=8181232829961442115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8181232829961442115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8181232829961442115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2009/01/old-blog-posts.html' title='Old Blog Posts...'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-1087081149206605860</id><published>2009-01-18T22:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:05:53.854-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow, Pt 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;These are for you Meggers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have just finished shoveling for the 3rd time today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SXPtzkVfjRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/3n0J_CxyMxc/s1600-h/IMG_0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SXPtzkVfjRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/3n0J_CxyMxc/s400/IMG_0206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292835457273400594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SXPtz3mx-iI/AAAAAAAAAkE/H5T5md94Kcs/s1600-h/IMG_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SXPtz3mx-iI/AAAAAAAAAkE/H5T5md94Kcs/s400/IMG_0203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292835462446184994" 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/18650464-1087081149206605860?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/1087081149206605860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=1087081149206605860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/1087081149206605860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/1087081149206605860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-pt-2.html' title='Snow, Pt 2'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SXPtzkVfjRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/3n0J_CxyMxc/s72-c/IMG_0206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-5879483967638387631</id><published>2009-01-18T18:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T19:06:51.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This blog is dedicated to Megan in BC who wants it to stop snowing there:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can't tell from this angle, but the snowbank here is as tall as I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SXPDS25RzmI/AAAAAAAAAj0/ue93jvNjXSU/s1600-h/IMG_0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SXPDS25RzmI/AAAAAAAAAj0/ue93jvNjXSU/s400/IMG_0200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292788715831283298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Mr. Columbo, just trying to get back up the stairs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SXPDSREgTOI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Ev4poYT2zSI/s1600-h/IMG_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SXPDSREgTOI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Ev4poYT2zSI/s400/IMG_0190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292788705677823202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The tree trunk is mostly covered by the snow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SXPDStolsUI/AAAAAAAAAjs/fQFyYF5tu8s/s1600-h/IMG_0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SXPDStolsUI/AAAAAAAAAjs/fQFyYF5tu8s/s400/IMG_0202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292788713345364290" 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/18650464-5879483967638387631?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/5879483967638387631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=5879483967638387631&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/5879483967638387631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/5879483967638387631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow.html' title='Snow'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SXPDS25RzmI/AAAAAAAAAj0/ue93jvNjXSU/s72-c/IMG_0200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-3141691103602641254</id><published>2009-01-18T17:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T17:59:50.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SnowBlower Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There are 3 key rules for members of the snowblower club.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. Don't talk about about snowblower club.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. If you are in the snowblower club, don't talk to your neighbours who are not in the snowblower club - they will throw snow at you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. People with gravel driveways are not allowed into snowblower club.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I wish I was in the snowblower club.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-3141691103602641254?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/3141691103602641254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=3141691103602641254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3141691103602641254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3141691103602641254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2009/01/snowblower-club.html' title='SnowBlower Club'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-4555675896910926718</id><published>2009-01-16T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:55:05.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Cool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mUZrrbgCdYc&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;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mUZrrbgCdYc&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" 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/18650464-4555675896910926718?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/4555675896910926718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=4555675896910926718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4555675896910926718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4555675896910926718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2009/01/very-cool.html' title='Very Cool!'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-6310643762070179574</id><published>2009-01-12T21:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:32:15.574-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday, Christmas, New Years...all come and gone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, its been a while since I wrote.  Since then, my 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday, Christmas and New Years have all come and gone for another year.  Cherie had me a fantastic surprise birthday party.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aiden&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed the wrapping paper on his first Christmas.  He loved to swim through the wrapping paper all over the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not too much else exciting has gone on.  The holidays are over and things are getting back to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Aiden&lt;/span&gt; is growing fast.  He has started pulling himself up on anything he can, even people.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;More to follow...24 is back and I am trying to watch split screens and type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-6310643762070179574?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/6310643762070179574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=6310643762070179574&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6310643762070179574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6310643762070179574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2009/01/birthday-christmas-new-yearsall-come.html' title='Birthday, Christmas, New Years...all come and gone...'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-5125913490308165118</id><published>2008-12-16T09:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T09:28:02.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>STAR TREK</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="336" height="280"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ppiwidget.com/campaigns/as3base.swf?inst_id=98195"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ppiwidget.com/campaigns/as3base.swf?inst_id=98195" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="336" height="280" wmode="transparent" allowFullScreen="true"&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/18650464-5125913490308165118?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/5125913490308165118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=5125913490308165118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/5125913490308165118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/5125913490308165118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/12/star-trek.html' title='STAR TREK'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-8246122501040034174</id><published>2008-12-15T17:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T18:08:01.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously...SERIOUSLY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seriously? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have you seen the Christmas Walmart Commercial where the couple in the car is talking about what everyone wants for Christmas and then aren't sure where to get it all until the Walmart truck goes by them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here is the a picture of the last scene in the commercial - does anything strike you as odd?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SUbhoJjBk0I/AAAAAAAAAaY/7B8oaWeijT4/s1600-h/DSCF0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SUbhoJjBk0I/AAAAAAAAAaY/7B8oaWeijT4/s400/DSCF0867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280155693012325186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So look closely at the picture, click it to make it larger if you want.  Ok, so seriously, when was the last time you were at a Walmart at Christmas where the parking lot looked like that.  No.  No way.  Instead, this couple would still be searching the parking lot desperate to find a parking spot that they will practically stalk someone for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ahhh, the spirit of Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-8246122501040034174?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/8246122501040034174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=8246122501040034174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8246122501040034174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SROS5vYdJqI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/A9EwdAcWWRg/s1600-h/DSCF0611%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="492" alt="DSCF0611" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SROS6bpo07I/AAAAAAAAAaU/qEG8pov2Y3U/DSCF0611_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="382" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-7880671933487023674?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/7880671933487023674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=7880671933487023674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-2484798056771046357</id><published>2008-10-29T20:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T20:32:54.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Get It?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SQkAsx90xtI/AAAAAAAAAaI/aloePw9Lw6Y/s1600-h/Get%20It%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="317" alt="Get It" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SQkAtYmn-7I/AAAAAAAAAaM/lZndhPCwLHE/Get%20It_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="409" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-2484798056771046357?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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width="421" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-6901094296592978675?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/6901094296592978675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=6901094296592978675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6901094296592978675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6901094296592978675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/10/weird-sight-of-day.html' title='Weird Sight of the Day'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/barbat19/SOlEXdXjXxI/AAAAAAAAAaE/VAMHI861enw/s72-c/DSCF0192_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-4698851483715541963</id><published>2008-10-05T11:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T11:48:04.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want to Ride a Unicorn...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4hfGy_b87gI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-4656402313208332923</id><published>2008-10-05T11:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T11:40:01.128-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny SNL Clip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not sure why I find this one so funny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if IE]&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" id="W4727a250e66f972348e8df89f174b960" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48e8df89f174b960/4741e3c5156499a7/9b56796/-cpid/9f3e8ee5ea504dc6"&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !IE]&gt;--&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4656402313208332923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4656402313208332923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/10/funny-snl-clip.html' title='Funny SNL Clip'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-8765468611615073029</id><published>2008-10-02T19:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T19:07:01.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tina Fey Cracks Me Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This just cracks me up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zeMypXCUWMw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zeMypXCUWMw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-8765468611615073029?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/8765468611615073029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=8765468611615073029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/barbat19/SNmapVGJKkI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/OsVvvrW6VDA/s1600-h/edvardmunchscream%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="329" alt="edvardmunchscream" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/barbat19/SNmaqf3zeGI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/yOD3BtLlF04/edvardmunchscream_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I was sleeping peacefully when Cherie sat upright in bed and let out a scream.&amp;#160; Not just a little scream - a &amp;quot;there is a man at the end of the bed with an axe&amp;quot; scream.&amp;#160; She screamed, I screamed, she screamed again.&amp;#160; While all the screaming is going on I am thinking I certainly hope there is not a man with an axe at the end of the bed cause I am blind without my glasses in the dark.&amp;#160; She then Cherie says - &amp;quot;its okay, its okay, its nothing&amp;quot; and literally goes right back to sleep!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I did not go back to sleep and instead came downstairs and did a sweep of the house for axe-wielding murderers.&amp;#160; Thankfully, I didn't find any. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;On a side note, in the morning when I brought up the scream, she did not remember it!&amp;#160; I certainly hope there is not a repeat performance tonight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-999701228052796574?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/999701228052796574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=999701228052796574&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/999701228052796574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/999701228052796574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/09/scream.html' title='The Scream'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/barbat19/SNmaqf3zeGI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/yOD3BtLlF04/s72-c/edvardmunchscream_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-8451249714957334565</id><published>2008-09-21T22:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:25:33.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Cracks Me Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is from the last election but still it cracks me up.  Cherie just spit out soup while we watching it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-2E-r7MKNzU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-2E-r7MKNzU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-8451249714957334565?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/8451249714957334565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=8451249714957334565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8451249714957334565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8451249714957334565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-cracks-me-up.html' title='This Cracks Me Up!'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-4138199725392175468</id><published>2008-09-17T20:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:08:52.795-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Best PVR Pause #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/barbat19/SNGcEmqo2II/AAAAAAAAAZg/juFIiT4xws4/s1600-h/DSCF0056%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="354" alt="DSCF0056" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/barbat19/SNGcFC3eRQI/AAAAAAAAAZk/MoI6RvR_QnM/DSCF0056_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="463" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; You know, there is nothing I like more than a good PVR pause.&amp;#160; I saw Jerry make this face and had to freeze it for your viewing pleasure.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Big Brother Fans rejoice Dan's sweep of the Big Brother finale!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-4138199725392175468?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/4138199725392175468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=4138199725392175468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4138199725392175468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4138199725392175468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/09/best-pvr-pause-2.html' title='Best PVR Pause #2'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/barbat19/SNGcFC3eRQI/AAAAAAAAAZk/MoI6RvR_QnM/s72-c/DSCF0056_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-5793867061055412097</id><published>2008-08-31T21:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:12:49.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dishwasher Safe</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Do dishwashers come with loading instructions?&amp;#160; I'm sure they do. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I just googled it, lots of instructions.&amp;#160; Under bad loading I found this:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/barbat19/SLtBjOdcpZI/AAAAAAAAAYw/ZQYhObL5k8U/s1600-h/DSCF1459%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="294" alt="DSCF1459" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/barbat19/SLtBjZHTgNI/AAAAAAAAAY0/MvwwmzyY2Bw/DSCF1459_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="384" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ok, so I didn't get this from the internet (why is spell-check telling me that internet should have a capital I...that's another blog)...I got it from my own kitchen!&amp;#160; Yes.&amp;#160; This is what I found in my dishwasher the other day, and most days actually.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So why is the dishwasher such a chore to load.&amp;#160; I know other people who have the same difficulty.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; If you can share with me the logic behind a mismash of dishes, leave a comment.&amp;#160; In the mean time, I will show you the dishwasher: reloaded. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/barbat19/SLtBj3eWTZI/AAAAAAAAAY4/j9CEYCwodoE/s1600-h/DSCF1461%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="299" alt="DSCF1461" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/barbat19/SLtBkeSfFsI/AAAAAAAAAY8/i9rGH8T2iMM/DSCF1461_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="387" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-5793867061055412097?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/5793867061055412097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=5793867061055412097&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/5793867061055412097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/5793867061055412097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/08/dishwasher-safe.html' title='Dishwasher Safe'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/barbat19/SLtBjZHTgNI/AAAAAAAAAY0/MvwwmzyY2Bw/s72-c/DSCF1459_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-7469864891164413439</id><published>2008-08-17T21:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:37:40.389-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Office Makes Me Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-3LvVX_rJEg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-3LvVX_rJEg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A2Ja2mrdadE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A2Ja2mrdadE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-7469864891164413439?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/7469864891164413439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=7469864891164413439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7469864891164413439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7469864891164413439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/08/office-makes-me-laugh.html' title='The Office Makes Me Laugh'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-3139115717215292611</id><published>2008-07-27T20:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:58:09.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;2 strange things happened today.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;#1 - Nan, Pop, Nannie Marshall, Aiden and I went out for breakfast.&amp;#160; Nothing unusual there.&amp;#160; Until the man barfed behind us on the way to the bathroom.&amp;#160; His &amp;quot;handler&amp;quot; caught it and said &amp;quot;Sorry, sorry&amp;quot; as the puke ran out of his fingers.&amp;#160; That was gross.&amp;#160; We finished breakfast.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;#2 - On the drive home today I was scanning through radio stations trying to find something good.&amp;#160; What did I stumble upon? Warm 101.3 who were celebrating Christmas in July and playing NOTHING BUT CHRISTMAS MUSIC!&amp;#160; Ho ho ho.&amp;#160; Their ploy worked though cause Aiden then enjoyed my rousing rendition of Frosty the Snowman!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyways, now a big storm has blown in out of nowhere.&amp;#160; I am heading back to the couch to finish watching The Lost World.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-3139115717215292611?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/3139115717215292611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=3139115717215292611&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3139115717215292611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3139115717215292611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/07/strange-happenings.html' title='Strange Happenings'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-4162475597971080986</id><published>2008-07-17T22:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T22:03:34.047-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst PVR Pause EVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The other night I had to pause the TV for something.&amp;#160; Little did I know the horror I had frozen on my screen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/barbat19/SH_58zVKooI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Fk7OeWOvX4M/s1600-h/DSCF1149%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="329" alt="DSCF1149" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/barbat19/SH_59Wrn1bI/AAAAAAAAAYM/KT-kVvWgtt0/DSCF1149_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="431" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-4162475597971080986?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/4162475597971080986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=4162475597971080986&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4162475597971080986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4162475597971080986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/07/worst-pvr-pause-ever.html' title='Worst PVR Pause EVER'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/barbat19/SH_59Wrn1bI/AAAAAAAAAYM/KT-kVvWgtt0/s72-c/DSCF1149_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-8114532373944929717</id><published>2008-07-01T23:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:06:06.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Parking Jackpot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I love this sign:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/barbat19/SGrwnTXWxPI/AAAAAAAAAYA/7WTzsDaKaEo/s1600-h/child%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="252" alt="Jackpot!" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/barbat19/SGrwnolnwiI/AAAAAAAAAYE/71Nxxdsv6BQ/child_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This means I get a parking spot close to the door without searching for it!&amp;#160; JACKPOT!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-8114532373944929717?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/8114532373944929717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=8114532373944929717&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8114532373944929717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8114532373944929717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/07/parking-jackpot.html' title='Parking Jackpot!'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/barbat19/SGrwnolnwiI/AAAAAAAAAYE/71Nxxdsv6BQ/s72-c/child_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-2026297300988305051</id><published>2008-06-23T23:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T23:56:43.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic Nerd Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, so I'm a nerd and I am not afraid to admit it. I was just watching some old TV openings (Muppet Babies and My pet Monster) when I thought about this old Star Trek commercial that used to be on MCTV when I lived in Timmins. It was set to "We Didn't Start the Fire" by Billy Joel. I have been looking for it for ages cause it was one of my favourites. The real nerdy thing is that Cherie knew exactly what I was talking about over 10 years ago when we first met. She had seen the commercial too when she was living up north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight I google it and there it is!!!! SCORE. Cherie and I sang along like it was the early 90s all over again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g_9eGjZoYoc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g_9eGjZoYoc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-2026297300988305051?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/2026297300988305051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=2026297300988305051&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/2026297300988305051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/2026297300988305051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/06/classic-nerd-time.html' title='Classic Nerd Time'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-7738880595934377319</id><published>2008-06-08T22:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:45:05.918-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Burnt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I hate the sun.&amp;#160; These pictures do not do justice to the heat I am radiating from my arms.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Note to self: next time you are out in the sun, DO NOT WEAR A WATCH!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/barbat19/SEyZKVB9UeI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/YnU81XY36TE/s1600-h/DSCF0907%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="345" alt="DSCF0907" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/barbat19/SEyZK71uhjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/8yvyKVWCGhI/DSCF0907_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="451" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/barbat19/SEyZLqzD4uI/AAAAAAAAAXY/xo5SKIxfBB8/s1600-h/DSCF0908%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="353" alt="DSCF0908" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/barbat19/SEyZMaa69UI/AAAAAAAAAXc/z09tQLLyZMs/DSCF0908_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="452" 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/18650464-7738880595934377319?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/7738880595934377319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=7738880595934377319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7738880595934377319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7738880595934377319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/06/burnt.html' title='Burnt'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/barbat19/SEyZK71uhjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/8yvyKVWCGhI/s72-c/DSCF0907_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-1865247498094685452</id><published>2008-06-07T12:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T12:04:30.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yardsale #7</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Packing it in.&amp;#160; Traffic has slowed.&amp;#160; It's hot.&amp;#160; We're done - and nearly $21 richer!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-1865247498094685452?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/1865247498094685452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=1865247498094685452&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/1865247498094685452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/1865247498094685452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/06/yardsale-7.html' title='Yardsale #7'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-5366800678470660467</id><published>2008-06-07T11:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:48:20.467-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yardsale #6</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;JACKPOT!&amp;#160; I've made $20.75 now.&amp;#160; Lunch is on me!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-5366800678470660467?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/5366800678470660467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=5366800678470660467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/5366800678470660467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/5366800678470660467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/06/yardsale-6.html' title='Yardsale #6'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-1448157476166390842</id><published>2008-06-07T11:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:17:53.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yardsale #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Lightsaber is sold!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Score!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-1448157476166390842?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/1448157476166390842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=1448157476166390842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/1448157476166390842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/1448157476166390842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/06/yardsale-5.html' title='Yardsale #5'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-592811731287443678</id><published>2008-06-07T10:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T10:56:02.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yardsale #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm up to $8 now.&amp;#160; I just sold my OnStar mousepad!&amp;#160; I love selling stuff I got for free.&amp;#160; Next up is the lightsaber.&amp;#160; Oh yes, free to me but some unsuspecting person will pay me for it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Backyard is also cut.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-592811731287443678?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/592811731287443678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=592811731287443678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/592811731287443678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/592811731287443678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/06/yardsale-4.html' title='Yardsale #4'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-3784230605944587490</id><published>2008-06-07T10:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T10:11:42.784-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yardsale #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am going to cut the grass.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cherie can man the &amp;quot;sale&amp;quot;.&amp;#160; Maybe we'll break $7.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-3784230605944587490?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/3784230605944587490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=3784230605944587490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3784230605944587490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3784230605944587490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/06/yardsale-3.html' title='Yardsale #3'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-1198790340085045257</id><published>2008-06-07T09:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T09:46:24.257-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yardsale #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have now made $6.&amp;#160; I will not spend it all in one place.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-1198790340085045257?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/1198790340085045257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=1198790340085045257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/1198790340085045257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/1198790340085045257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/06/yardsale-2.html' title='Yardsale #2'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-7741390166139638158</id><published>2008-06-07T08:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T08:53:45.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yardsale #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I think I am going to LiveBlog my yard sale today.&amp;#160; Or rather, my yard lack of sale. I have been out here for over an hour and only had 2 people even look at my stuff.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lots of people have driven by.&amp;#160; Here is my question: how can you adequately judge my stuff if you don't even look at it.&amp;#160; One woman went to my neighbours yard sale - we're talking RIGHT NEXT DOOR, then didn't even walk the 5 steps to mine.&amp;#160; Then she got in her car and gave me the drive by look.&amp;#160; I gave her cut-eye.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;More to come.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-7741390166139638158?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/7741390166139638158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=7741390166139638158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7741390166139638158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7741390166139638158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/06/yardsale-1.html' title='Yardsale #1'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-4554098299000865103</id><published>2008-05-19T21:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:45:23.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ebony and Ivory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;OLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SDIsU7awphI/AAAAAAAAAUE/MoUUIYF63gk/s1600-h/DSCF0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SDIsU7awphI/AAAAAAAAAUE/MoUUIYF63gk/s400/DSCF0496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202269257625282066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SDIsUrawpgI/AAAAAAAAAT8/tJeUCmqC1U4/s1600-h/DSCF0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SDIsUrawpgI/AAAAAAAAAT8/tJeUCmqC1U4/s400/DSCF0495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202269253330314754" 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/18650464-4554098299000865103?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/4554098299000865103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=4554098299000865103&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4554098299000865103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4554098299000865103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/05/ebony-and-ivory.html' title='Ebony and Ivory'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/SDIsU7awphI/AAAAAAAAAUE/MoUUIYF63gk/s72-c/DSCF0496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-7193552677849559485</id><published>2008-05-15T21:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T21:46:50.184-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From Kijiji</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="ad-desc" id="ad-desc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is just top notch.  Cherie found this ad online tonight.  Let's read it together &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(my comments are in red)&lt;/span&gt;, I have left it as found, spelling errors and punctuation (or lack thereof) and all:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello I am a Mother of One baby boy he is 13  months and i am on mothers alowence , I would like to have a job babysiting a  couple of children from ages 1-3 because i can not take childrewn to school or  get them of buses as i have to be home with my child. i would like to make a bit  of exstra money to support me and my baby better but has to be paid under table   and can not claim in your taxes &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(we certainly wouldn't want a reduction in your mothers allowance)&lt;/span&gt;! I do not have any cpr or that kinda stuff but i  am a mother &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(little did I know, that being a mother gives you magical powers and therefore no need for that kinda stuff)&lt;/span&gt;! I have my own apartment located near the oshawa center at ********** avenu. and i am on the 4th flour &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(how many grains?)&lt;/span&gt; of the apartment building  my doors for  belcony will be shut all times &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(phew, you calmed my weary nerves about you)&lt;/span&gt;and dont worry i am responsible &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(you sound it)&lt;/span&gt;  there will be no  danger &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(except to a child psychological well being)&lt;/span&gt;. I would like to babysit from 8 in the morning to 5 pm or 6 pm. i will  also be baby sitting a nother baby girl whom is 11 months old &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(poor kid)&lt;/span&gt;. and she is my  niece! i can only take to more kids ! brother and sister or to children from  diffrent familys &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(thank you for the explanation, that really cleared up the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; children thing) &lt;/span&gt;the first to people that resapond to this add will be the only  if interestede in me caring for your child &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(never, not in a million years)&lt;/span&gt;. I do have a playpen and a high  chair &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(sounds like a well rounded nursery)&lt;/span&gt; and the babys room is my room &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(even better) &lt;/span&gt;witch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(is it Hallowe'en?)&lt;/span&gt; will be afe &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(no comment necessary)&lt;/span&gt; to play well  in my care  please get back if interested thank you **********!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Any takers?  I can pass on the original if you would like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_end --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-7193552677849559485?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/7193552677849559485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=7193552677849559485&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7193552677849559485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7193552677849559485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/05/from-kijiji.html' title='From Kijiji'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-7665192027400993292</id><published>2008-05-08T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T22:25:58.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" flashvars="" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=4842087103751096774&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-7665192027400993292?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/7665192027400993292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=7665192027400993292&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7665192027400993292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7665192027400993292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day-2008.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day 2008'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-5539066518445907551</id><published>2008-04-02T18:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T18:55:27.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever Happened to Acid Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Random Thought of the Week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whatever Happened to Acid Rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I was younger, acid rain was the big thing we were trying to prevent.  Anyone else &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;notice that no one talks about it anymore.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-5539066518445907551?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/5539066518445907551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=5539066518445907551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/5539066518445907551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/5539066518445907551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/04/whatever-happened-to-acid-rain.html' title='Whatever Happened to Acid Rain'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-2799486243405463038</id><published>2008-04-01T21:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T21:22:34.588-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone Seen The Day After Tomorrow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wasn't this part of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px; font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-1628255618375768483&amp;amp;hl=en-CA" flashvars=""&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This was the scene over my house on Saturday...weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-2799486243405463038?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/2799486243405463038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=2799486243405463038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/2799486243405463038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/2799486243405463038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/04/anyone-seen-day-after-tomorrow.html' title='Anyone Seen The Day After Tomorrow...'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-7920839116808280226</id><published>2008-03-30T22:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T23:01:25.989-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is my ultimate favourite Big Brother segment - better than Furrrr-iends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.veoh.com/videodetails2.swf?player=videodetailsembedded&amp;amp;type=v&amp;amp;permalinkId=v1044028yEbgGbPD&amp;amp;id=anonymous" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="438" width="540"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-7920839116808280226?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/7920839116808280226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=7920839116808280226&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7920839116808280226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7920839116808280226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/03/big-brother.html' title='Big Brother'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-4529197074550568239</id><published>2008-03-29T19:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T19:47:58.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is It?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can you guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R-7UA8afflI/AAAAAAAAATc/3FsT7QDZd9Q/s1600-h/DSCF0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R-7UA8afflI/AAAAAAAAATc/3FsT7QDZd9Q/s400/DSCF0240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183313333832351314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R-7UBcaffmI/AAAAAAAAATk/iDK9Ui9xiFc/s1600-h/DSCF0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R-7UBcaffmI/AAAAAAAAATk/iDK9Ui9xiFc/s400/DSCF0241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183313342422285922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So last Sunday there was a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THUD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; against the window.  Yep, that's a bird-print.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A bird, a large bird, slammed into my back window in full flight.   Aiden and I were sleeping.  I nearly peed my pants, Aiden his diaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I looked out back to see if the bird was dead a giant hawk was picking it up and flew away with it.  Seriously, this creature picked up the bird in its talons and flew over to the neighbours fence.  When I went out back to take a  picture, it flew away - bird in tow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor thing.  I am pretty sure it was a morning dove - one of the ones that normally sits on the back fence - guess it got confused...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-4529197074550568239?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/4529197074550568239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=4529197074550568239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4529197074550568239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4529197074550568239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-is-it.html' title='What Is It?'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R-7UA8afflI/AAAAAAAAATc/3FsT7QDZd9Q/s72-c/DSCF0240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-4244269860760606048</id><published>2008-03-24T21:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T21:26:56.781-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Items or Less...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I think being short on sleep and just generally exhausted has made me a bit of a grouch at stores (go figure).  I certainly don't express my annoyance but in my head I am really thinking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Prime example:  the express lane at the grocery store.  Last time I checked the sign said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R-hT68affkI/AAAAAAAAATU/AgNBD6WwfaA/s1600-h/10less.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R-hT68affkI/AAAAAAAAATU/AgNBD6WwfaA/s400/10less.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181483643404516930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So when I went to the grocery store the other day and the lady in front of me unloaded her 16 ITEMS I felt rage (her leaving her cart in a random parking spot when the cart return was one spot over really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exasperated&lt;/span&gt; me but I kept it in check!).  I wanted to shout &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"can you not read the sign!!!!". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talking about this with Cherie she informed me that if you have multiple items, say tins of frozen orange juice, that counts as 1 item.  Really?  Did I miss a memo on this?  Is that true?  The lady that caused me rage and no like items I can assure you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-4244269860760606048?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/4244269860760606048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=4244269860760606048&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4244269860760606048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4244269860760606048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/03/10-items-or-less.html' title='10 Items or Less...?'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R-hT68affkI/AAAAAAAAATU/AgNBD6WwfaA/s72-c/10less.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-9066824327330514358</id><published>2008-03-15T22:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T22:36:54.152-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Clip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Found this while Aiden was sleeping tonight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="392" width="464"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.break.com/NDY5NTkx"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.break.com/NDY5NTkx" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="392" width="464"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-9066824327330514358?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/9066824327330514358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=9066824327330514358&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/9066824327330514358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/9066824327330514358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/03/funny-clip.html' title='Funny Clip'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-4770315950261846049</id><published>2008-03-10T18:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T18:24:55.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Check out our new Blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://aidenbates.blogspot.com"&gt;http://aidenbates.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sure you can guess what it is all about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-4770315950261846049?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/4770315950261846049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=4770315950261846049&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4770315950261846049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4770315950261846049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-blog.html' title='New 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-5653985191620493271</id><published>2008-02-19T21:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T21:30:35.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Brother: Til Death Do You Part</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is it just me, or does anyone else find this group of people the most annoying group of Big Brother contestants ever?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Leave a comment and let me know what you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R7uQnTHALiI/AAAAAAAAASo/mYLvh1s_mUs/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" 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href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/02/big-brother-til-death-do-you-part.html' title='Big Brother: Til Death Do You Part'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R7uQnTHALiI/AAAAAAAAASo/mYLvh1s_mUs/s72-c/17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-7267390359611121147</id><published>2008-02-14T20:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T20:43:15.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Guard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So I saw a commercial for "The Guard" tonight that called in the "#1 New Canadian Show This Year".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My question is how many other NEW CANADIAN shows have there been THIS YEAR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-7267390359611121147?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/7267390359611121147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=7267390359611121147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7267390359611121147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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I ever know if Bobby or JR wins the competition for Ewing Oil that Jock set up in his will???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QktVh64BYx4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QktVh64BYx4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-3831208514682420738?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/3831208514682420738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-3410125056701659981</id><published>2008-02-09T13:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T20:15:59.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarious!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Rhi told me about this at work the other day, said it was HILARIOUS and boy was she right!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Note that the chair has a 2800 RPM Hula Motor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yrdsLIOj898&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yrdsLIOj898&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br 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title='Hilarious!'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-6930062553415795498</id><published>2008-01-30T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T19:57:14.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Guilty Pleasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R6Eb6KO--nI/AAAAAAAAASg/BJQzBffV0aU/s1600-h/dallas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R6Eb6KO--nI/AAAAAAAAASg/BJQzBffV0aU/s400/dallas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161437333936863858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So the writers strike is in full swing and there is pretty much nothing on TV right now.  I have turned to TV Land for entertainment and have discovered a new guilty pleasure.  Dallas.  I have been watching it 2 hours on Saturday and 2 hours on Sunday.  This week, I started watching it nightly at 10.  My only problem is on the weekends I am watching Season 5, but on weeknights it is Season 8.  This of course leads to many questions.  Why are Bobby and Pam divorced?  Why are JR and Sue Ellen married again?   Guilty pleasure for sure, I just can't help myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-6930062553415795498?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/6930062553415795498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=6930062553415795498&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6930062553415795498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6930062553415795498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-guilty-pleasure.html' title='My Guilty Pleasure'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R6Eb6KO--nI/AAAAAAAAASg/BJQzBffV0aU/s72-c/dallas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-9008633302787689260</id><published>2008-01-24T19:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T19:32:28.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Explains It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's Behind ‘Cloverfield' Illness?&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wave of Nausea Hits Moviegoers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;By &lt;a href="http://www.medicinenet.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=41858"&gt;Michael W. Smith &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WebMD Medical News&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reviewed By  &lt;a href="http://www.medicinenet.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=57059"&gt;Louise Chang, MD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="News_list_rdr"&gt; &lt;div class="News_list_top"&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Latest MedicineNet News&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="News_list_box"&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li class="first"&gt;&lt;a onclick="staticCustomLink('cu_ltnews');" href="http://www.medicinenet.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=86079"&gt;Lower Body Temps and Blood Loss During Surgery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onclick="staticCustomLink('cu_ltnews');" href="http://www.medicinenet.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=86080"&gt;Voluven Helps Minimize Surgical Blood Loss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onclick="staticCustomLink('cu_ltnews');" href="http://www.medicinenet.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=85365"&gt;Health Tip: Buying Athletic Shoes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onclick="staticCustomLink('cu_ltnews');" href="http://www.medicinenet.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=85371"&gt;In-the-Field Facial Surgery Helps Injured Troops &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onclick="staticCustomLink('cu_ltnews');" href="http://www.medicinenet.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=85372"&gt;Experts Issue Guidelines on Diagnosing Seizure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jan. 22, 2008 -- Scan the news and blogs and not only do you see that &lt;i&gt;Cloverfield&lt;/i&gt; had a record-breaking opening weekend, but there was an unforeseen side effect: nausea. And it didn't come from the popcorn, or the writing -- but the camerawork.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In &lt;i&gt;Cloverfield&lt;/i&gt;, a giant monster attacks Manhattan. The problem -- at least for those prone to &lt;a href="http://www.medicinenet.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=9485"&gt;motion sickness&lt;/a&gt; -- is that it's all filmed through a very jerky handheld camera.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I saw it this weekend and was so sick to my stomach that I had to leave the theater," says Sara Butler, a WebMD programming manager. "I have a friend who's an EMT in New Jersey, and she was called to several theaters this weekend to deal with people who were sick."&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;While motion sickness is usually caused by plane, boat, or car movement, bumpy camerawork could definitely do it, too.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;h3 style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What Causes Motion Sickness?&lt;/h3&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Motion sickness occurs when the brain receives conflicting messages from the inner ear, the eyes, and other parts of the body.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;While watching &lt;i&gt;Cloverfield&lt;/i&gt;, viewers were sitting still in their seats, so their inner ear was telling their body they were motionless. But the bumpy camera movements -- and their eyes -- misled them into thinking they were moving around erratically.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;These conflicting messages to the brain lead to symptoms of motion sickness, most notably nausea. Other symptoms include vomiting, &lt;a href="http://www.medicinenet.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=20628"&gt;headache&lt;/a&gt;, and sweating.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-9008633302787689260?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/9008633302787689260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=9008633302787689260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/9008633302787689260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/9008633302787689260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-explains-it.html' title='This Explains It!'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-8198606947410577314</id><published>2008-01-22T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T21:02:00.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing on TV - so we watch American Idol</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have decided to post some of my favourite American Idol Auditions.  Normally, we don't watch it but with nothing much else on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, here are a couple of my favourites from last week.  Stay tuned for more from the current week.  Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-03KTBlZJFE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-03KTBlZJFE&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uqzF3YL8laM&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uqzF3YL8laM&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This guy sounds like a whale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-8198606947410577314?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/8198606947410577314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=8198606947410577314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8198606947410577314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8198606947410577314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/01/nothing-on-tv-so-we-watch-american-idol.html' title='Nothing on TV - so we watch American Idol'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-6310561916715732884</id><published>2008-01-20T16:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T16:37:10.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Part of 'Cloverfield' Was:</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RllSZW_YLk8&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RllSZW_YLk8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Star Trek teaser trailer.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome on the big screen even though I didn't think they were going to show it since it was after the rest of the trailers AND the "feature presentation" part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, Cloverfield was a bit of a let down.  First off, I shouldn't have ate the French Fries before the movie because 30 minutes into the camera shakiness I went out and threw up.  Came back and then watched, and by watched I mean listened to, most of the rest of the movie from inside of my hat.  It was so nausea-inducing.  The lady in the seat next to me spent much of the movie with her head back and her eyes closed!  Anyways, the monster was cool looking, I just wish I has seen more of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-6310561916715732884?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/6310561916715732884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=6310561916715732884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6310561916715732884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6310561916715732884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/01/best-part-of-cloverfield-was.html' title='The Best Part of &apos;Cloverfield&apos; Was:'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-8499869657519865553</id><published>2008-01-17T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T19:02:18.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Makes Me Happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am a nerd, and that is why this makes me so happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R4_sZAVsUjI/AAAAAAAAASA/gqlHuZwsIcc/s1600-h/awesome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R4_sZAVsUjI/AAAAAAAAASA/gqlHuZwsIcc/s400/awesome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156600012694377010" 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/18650464-8499869657519865553?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/8499869657519865553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=8499869657519865553&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8499869657519865553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8499869657519865553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-makes-me-happy.html' title='This Makes Me Happy!'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R4_sZAVsUjI/AAAAAAAAASA/gqlHuZwsIcc/s72-c/awesome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-435640511022929512</id><published>2008-01-06T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T13:47:44.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Cosby Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why are the Muppets on the Cosby show?  I think this may be the episode where it jumped the shark.  Yikes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-435640511022929512?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/435640511022929512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=435640511022929512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/435640511022929512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/435640511022929512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2008/01/weird-cosby-show.html' title='Weird Cosby Show'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-2319527836685730114</id><published>2007-12-31T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T18:51:35.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year Ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is hard to believe that one year has passed already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago today, we had Abby.  What is more remarkable is how far we have come in the year that has gone by.  Abby's little brother is coming in only 8 weeks.  We have managed to put our lives back together and have become even stronger.  Tonight, though we celebrate a New Year, we also remember Abby and what she would have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O precious, tiny, sweet little one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You will always be to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; So perfect, pure, and innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Just as you were meant to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; We dreamed of you and of your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And all that it would be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; We waited and longed for you to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And join our family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; We never had the chance to play, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; To laugh, to rock, to wiggle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; We long to hold you, touch you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And listen to you giggle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She'll always be your mother, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll always be your dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You will always be our child, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The child that we had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; But now you're gone...but yet you're here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; We'll sense you everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You are our sorrow and our joy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; There's love in every tear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Just know our love goes deep and strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; We'll forget you never--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The child we had, but never had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And yet will have forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; ~Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R3mAFQVsUiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/VB30WVoo5Wc/s1600-h/136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R3mAFQVsUiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/VB30WVoo5Wc/s400/136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150288476648526370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-2319527836685730114?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/2319527836685730114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=2319527836685730114&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/2319527836685730114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/2319527836685730114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-year-ago.html' title='One Year Ago...'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R3mAFQVsUiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/VB30WVoo5Wc/s72-c/136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-1876353965798644785</id><published>2007-12-26T10:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T10:44:12.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Fog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R3J2fAVsUhI/AAAAAAAAARw/q5jV-y_g4ww/s1600-h/icefog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R3J2fAVsUhI/AAAAAAAAARw/q5jV-y_g4ww/s400/icefog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148307599076905490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My weather network desktop thing is telling me that Bowmanville is -4 with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ice Fog&lt;/span&gt;?  What the heck is Ice Fog?  I have never heard of it.  Is it fog made of ice?  That sounds dangerous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-1876353965798644785?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/1876353965798644785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=1876353965798644785&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/1876353965798644785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/1876353965798644785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/12/ice-fog.html' title='Ice Fog'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R3J2fAVsUhI/AAAAAAAAARw/q5jV-y_g4ww/s72-c/icefog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-8730795221081167795</id><published>2007-12-20T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T20:56:12.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I haven't blogged about the papergirl in a while.  That's because it is now a paperboy, and he has been pretty good with the new house.  We have sort of a covered porch so not much opportunity for wet papers.  So the other day he came to collect the optional $6 monthly or whatever fee.  We generally avoid answering the door so I know he had not been paid in a while.  I hand him a $10 and tell him that's good.  It's Christmas and I am feeling generous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night I get home and where is the paper...in a pile of water on the front step.  Grr.  Merry Christmas to your $4 tip and my wet paper...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-8730795221081167795?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/8730795221081167795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=8730795221081167795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8730795221081167795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8730795221081167795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/12/paper.html' title='The Paper'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-2241777584686648088</id><published>2007-12-10T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T21:25:38.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession</title><content type='html'>I have a confession, &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;tonight at the grocery store I bought 3 boxes of Zebra Cakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R130d4nY-hI/AAAAAAAAARo/d3XytBSQ6Ow/s1600-h/zebra1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R130d4nY-hI/AAAAAAAAARo/d3XytBSQ6Ow/s400/zebra1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142535143777958418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;They were 3/$5, a deal I could not pass up.  I even put back the Strawberry Shortcake Ah Caramel (shouldn't that be Ah Strawberry...a topic for another blog).  Anyways, when we got to the cash I made sure to spread out my Zebra cake boxes so the cashier did not think badly of me.  Oh well, I am confessing here and I will enjoy every last one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-2241777584686648088?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/2241777584686648088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=2241777584686648088&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/2241777584686648088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/2241777584686648088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/12/confession.html' title='Confession'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R130d4nY-hI/AAAAAAAAARo/d3XytBSQ6Ow/s72-c/zebra1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-6398257051388702832</id><published>2007-12-03T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T15:14:57.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Warming Ourselves By The Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Special thanks to ExpressVu Channel 279.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R1RittVmokI/AAAAAAAAARY/7gLwdZCHxog/s1600-R/DSCF3729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R1RittVmokI/AAAAAAAAARY/UWS66fnCNDU/s400/DSCF3729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139841612140421698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R1Rit9VmolI/AAAAAAAAARg/VO6OexchSnA/s1600-R/DSCF3732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R1Rit9VmolI/AAAAAAAAARg/l3gx1Yr6fro/s400/DSCF3732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139841616435389010" 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/18650464-6398257051388702832?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R1RittVmokI/AAAAAAAAARY/UWS66fnCNDU/s72-c/DSCF3729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-7900033738114435466</id><published>2007-12-03T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T15:07:20.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Blast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Remember last year when we didn't have snow until January...no such luck this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R1RhydVmojI/AAAAAAAAARQ/TbxiP8GNzx8/s1600-R/DSCF3749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R1RhydVmojI/AAAAAAAAARQ/pkKRXixxPvk/s400/DSCF3749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139840594233172530" 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/18650464-7900033738114435466?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/7900033738114435466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=7900033738114435466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7900033738114435466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7900033738114435466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/12/winter-blast.html' title='Winter Blast'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R1RhydVmojI/AAAAAAAAARQ/pkKRXixxPvk/s72-c/DSCF3749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-9136920068796617406</id><published>2007-12-03T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T15:04:54.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bird Sanctuary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our backyard has become a bird haven... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-7361531492677879136</id><published>2007-11-29T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T16:33:02.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom, Dad and Baby Elf...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How Fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1140734755"&gt;http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1140734755&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-7361531492677879136?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/7361531492677879136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-7801310164973815020</id><published>2007-11-29T20:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T20:52:37.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rest of the Family!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1112351943"&gt;http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1112351943&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-7801310164973815020?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/7801310164973815020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=7801310164973815020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7801310164973815020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7801310164973815020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/11/rest-of-family.html' title='The Rest of the Family!'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-3413187018856103215</id><published>2007-11-29T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T20:46:17.717-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Can't Elf.....I Mean Help Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take a look...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1112174113"&gt;http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1112174113&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-3413187018856103215?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/3413187018856103215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=3413187018856103215&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3413187018856103215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3413187018856103215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-just-cant-elfi-mean-help-myself.html' title='I Just Can&apos;t Elf.....I Mean Help Myself'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-8407012058474679675</id><published>2007-11-23T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T08:23:12.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something I've Been Thinking About</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In a storm, if the GO Trains are running 60 minutes behind, doesn't that mean they are still close to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on time&lt;/span&gt; if they run hourly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-8407012058474679675?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/8407012058474679675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=8407012058474679675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8407012058474679675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8407012058474679675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/11/something-ive-been-thinking-abo.html' title='Something I&apos;ve Been Thinking About'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-1047830284147767091</id><published>2007-11-21T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T22:03:33.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elevator Etiquette</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When someone is standing in front of an elevator, and someone else comes along why do they feel that they need to press the button.  Do you think I would stand in front of the elevator just for fun waiting for someone else to come along an summon it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FYI - pushing the button again doesn't make it come faster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-1047830284147767091?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/1047830284147767091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=1047830284147767091&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/1047830284147767091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/1047830284147767091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/11/elevator-etiquette.html' title='Elevator Etiquette'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-3638630269186235538</id><published>2007-11-19T17:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T17:46:00.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am A Nerd...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...and not afraid to admit it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Next Generation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R0IQtGYmNcI/AAAAAAAAAOI/krFdKt6R3Eo/s1600-h/DSCF3671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R0IQtGYmNcI/AAAAAAAAAOI/krFdKt6R3Eo/s320/DSCF3671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134684892149724610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voyager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R0IQt2YmNdI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/pLOVxMuTYdE/s1600-h/DSCF3672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R0IQt2YmNdI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/pLOVxMuTYdE/s320/DSCF3672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134684905034626514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R0IQumYmNeI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1M5662q8qj8/s1600-h/DSCF3673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R0IQumYmNeI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1M5662q8qj8/s320/DSCF3673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134684917919528418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep Space Nine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R0IQu2YmNfI/AAAAAAAAAOg/WjgQPkdxdWg/s1600-h/DSCF3674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R0IQu2YmNfI/AAAAAAAAAOg/WjgQPkdxdWg/s320/DSCF3674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134684922214495730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Enterprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R0IQsWYmNbI/AAAAAAAAAOA/mf3swrUmZgE/s1600-h/DSCF3670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R0IQsWYmNbI/AAAAAAAAAOA/mf3swrUmZgE/s320/DSCF3670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134684879264822706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Star Trek Christmas Experience is now playing on my tree!&lt;/span&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/18650464-3638630269186235538?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/3638630269186235538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=3638630269186235538&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3638630269186235538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3638630269186235538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-nerd.html' title='I Am A Nerd...'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/R0IQtGYmNcI/AAAAAAAAAOI/krFdKt6R3Eo/s72-c/DSCF3671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-2411843339029340865</id><published>2007-11-19T12:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T12:52:50.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Won't Have Restless Legs But...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are all these commercials on all the time for pills that are going to help you.  One of them stops Restless Leg Syndrome.  At the end of the commercial it of course went through all of the side-effects that you can have from taking this wonder pill.  I sometimes wonder if its worth it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take a read from their website (I had to rewind the commercial to make sure I heard it correctly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Generally, people who take MIRAPEX tolerate it well. The most commonly reported adverse events in RLS clinical trials for MIRAPEX versus placebo were:&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="regular" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nausea (16% vs 5%)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Headache (16% vs 15%)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fatigue (9% vs 7%)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Somnolence (6% vs 3%)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;         &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are reports of some people having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hallucinations&lt;/span&gt; (seeing, hearing, feeling, smelling, or tasting something that does not actually exist) while taking MIRAPEX. However, hallucinations are uncommon in people taking MIRAPEX for primary restless legs syndrome and occur more frequently in people over 65 taking MIRAPEX for Parkinson’s disease. &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There have been reports of patients taking certain medications to treat Parkinson's disease or RLS, including MIRAPEX, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;that have reported problems with gambling, compulsive eating&lt;/span&gt;, and increased sex drive. It is not possible to reliably estimate how often these behaviors occur to determine which factors may contribute to them. If you or your family members notice that you are developing unusual behaviors, talk to your doctor.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Please note that this is not a complete list of possible side effects. Your doctor or pharmacist can give you further information. Likewise, it is important to talk to your doctor if you experience any of these problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, so I won't have restless legs but I may see things, become a compulsive gambler and want to eat.  This is weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-2411843339029340865?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/2411843339029340865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=2411843339029340865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/2411843339029340865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/2411843339029340865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-wont-have-restless-legs-but.html' title='You Won&apos;t Have Restless Legs But...'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-3176250961169969771</id><published>2007-11-15T21:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T21:48:42.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Laura Secord, Part II</title><content type='html'>I saw your expensive advent calendar again today at Shoppers Drug Mart.  It was next to the $1.99 ones but guess what but this time yours was only priced at $8.99.   AHA!  $2.00 down, $7.00 to go and I will be enjoying your sweet chocolate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-3176250961169969771?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/3176250961169969771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=3176250961169969771&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3176250961169969771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3176250961169969771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/11/dear-laura-secord-part-ii.html' title='Dear Laura Secord, Part II'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-6713480506851286420</id><published>2007-11-11T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T20:33:29.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pointing out the Obvious</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's to pointing out the obvious, brought to you from your friendly, neighbourhood talking smoke detector.  Yes, you read that right - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TALKING&lt;/span&gt; (bilingual even) smoke detector.  It chirps and tells you in both English and French that the battery is low.  It usually tells you this between 4:45 a.m. and 6:00 a.m.  Anyways, I took it down to change the battery.  Took the old battery out and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rzes8LTSpuI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ELR8SwTmmPk/s1600-h/Smoke+Detector+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rzes8LTSpuI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ELR8SwTmmPk/s400/Smoke+Detector+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131760450237802210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks for pointing out the obvious.  The empty space where the battery SHOULD go doesn't give it away at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-6713480506851286420?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/6713480506851286420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=6713480506851286420&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6713480506851286420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6713480506851286420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/11/pointing-out-obvious.html' title='Pointing out the Obvious'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rzes8LTSpuI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ELR8SwTmmPk/s72-c/Smoke+Detector+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-8977328868181684080</id><published>2007-11-08T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T19:09:16.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Opening Credits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whatever happened to TV show opening themes.  Like ER.  Where did it go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know what opening I loved:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bZ5arUVtbs8&amp;color1=0xd6d6d6&amp;color2=0xf0f0f0&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bZ5arUVtbs8&amp;color1=0xd6d6d6&amp;color2=0xf0f0f0&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is clearly the worst YouTube video ever and it took me forever to find it but anyways, its fun.  YouTube must have something against the Cosby show but whatever.  I liked the ones where they were at the Apollo Theatre too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you are on Facebook reading this, go to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://popcultureking.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-8977328868181684080?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/8977328868181684080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=8977328868181684080&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8977328868181684080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8977328868181684080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/11/opening-credits.html' title='Opening Credits'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-4344550327472313227</id><published>2007-11-07T18:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T18:36:29.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to Dave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RzJLH5O1KgI/AAAAAAAAANo/fXtMIFeibx8/s1600-h/01_Dave_Devall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RzJLH5O1KgI/AAAAAAAAANo/fXtMIFeibx8/s400/01_Dave_Devall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130245524522609154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dear Dave Devall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I understand that standing behind the clear wall and drawing funny things on it after you deliver the weather is your thing...but seriously, does it not get old?   I get it, it's clever, you're right but it's the same thing night after night.  Maybe you should move to delivering the sports news so you can draw hockey sticks or golf clubs.  How about the international news so you can draw exploding bombs - there's a challenge for you since your skills go will past meteorology.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Barry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-4344550327472313227?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/4344550327472313227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=4344550327472313227&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4344550327472313227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4344550327472313227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/11/letter-to-dave.html' title='A Letter to Dave'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RzJLH5O1KgI/AAAAAAAAANo/fXtMIFeibx8/s72-c/01_Dave_Devall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-3676685111876718714</id><published>2007-11-06T19:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T19:13:21.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Laura Secord...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...I see you are selling Advent Calendars for $10 each.  Is the chocolate made of gold?  Forgive me, I will purchase mine at Zellers for $2.99. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-3676685111876718714?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/3676685111876718714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=3676685111876718714&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3676685111876718714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3676685111876718714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/11/dear-laura-secord.html' title='Dear Laura Secord...'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-7939292284625785593</id><published>2007-11-05T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T17:11:48.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mullett-Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Business in the front, Party in the back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Ry-U5ZO1KfI/AAAAAAAAANg/Y8eVIaow52E/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Ry-U5ZO1KfI/AAAAAAAAANg/Y8eVIaow52E/s400/038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129482214344829426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Poor dog, he never saw the scissors coming...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-7939292284625785593?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/7939292284625785593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=7939292284625785593&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7939292284625785593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7939292284625785593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/11/mullett-cut.html' title='The Mullett-Cut'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Ry-U5ZO1KfI/AAAAAAAAANg/Y8eVIaow52E/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-843829766173470927</id><published>2007-11-05T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T17:09:28.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Viewer Discretion is Advised</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So a few weeks ago I caught what I thought was a going to be a good moment of Mr. Columbo.  Little did I realize what it would turn into. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What you are about to see is graphic!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viewer discretion is advised (take heed those of you who cast my warnings aside last time after the lasagne incident)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Ry-Tu5O1KcI/AAAAAAAAANI/4TyHGaxG6fQ/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Ry-Tu5O1KcI/AAAAAAAAANI/4TyHGaxG6fQ/s400/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129480934444575170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Ry-TvZO1KdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/WHunbRjmz0I/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Ry-TvZO1KdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/WHunbRjmz0I/s400/027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129480943034509778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Ry-Tv5O1KeI/AAAAAAAAANY/yiAlZChr3JE/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Ry-Tv5O1KeI/AAAAAAAAANY/yiAlZChr3JE/s400/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129480951624444386" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know, looking  at these pictures, they are pretty gross.  Megan will say these are Sick Dog (no pun intended).  Oh well, they are funny.  You can also see him here pre-mullet cut by Cherie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-843829766173470927?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/843829766173470927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=843829766173470927&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/843829766173470927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/843829766173470927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/11/viewer-discretion-is-advised.html' title='Viewer Discretion is Advised'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Ry-Tu5O1KcI/AAAAAAAAANI/4TyHGaxG6fQ/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-6051201725401968323</id><published>2007-11-05T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T17:01:42.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week of Vacation With No Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Ry-SM5O1KbI/AAAAAAAAANA/NZzKV49m81A/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Ry-SM5O1KbI/AAAAAAAAANA/NZzKV49m81A/s400/035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129479250817395122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hardest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Puzzle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not because it was a lot of pieces but because there was no picture of what we were supposed to put together.  It was a CSI puzzle so we were supposed to solve some crime but we were too tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-6051201725401968323?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/6051201725401968323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=6051201725401968323&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6051201725401968323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6051201725401968323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-week-of-vacation-with-no-plans.html' title='One Week of Vacation With No Plans'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Ry-SM5O1KbI/AAAAAAAAANA/NZzKV49m81A/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-6236444924985776770</id><published>2007-11-03T12:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T12:16:22.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Parking Lot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Note to drivers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In the coming months you will attempt to park at very busy places.  You can circle the lot several times.  You can stalk the people going to their cars in your attempt to get a good parking spot but I tell you this.  I park at the back.  I will be inside before you even get a parking spot.  The time it takes you to circle is the same time it takes me to park, get out of the car and walk in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This same information applies at work when you come in later in the day.  There are no front parking spots so stalk all you want.  I'll see you inside in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-6236444924985776770?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/6236444924985776770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=6236444924985776770&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6236444924985776770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6236444924985776770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/11/parking-lot.html' title='The Parking Lot'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-4936296874335192937</id><published>2007-11-03T12:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T12:13:12.607-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VCRs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Long time no blog, I know but I was inspired the other day while I was waiting to get my hair cut.   This woman comes in with her 2 kids, 1 pouting roughly 8 year old and the other was probably 2 in his spider man costume. Anyways, he wants to watch a movie on the TV/VCR combo that is in front of me so she attempts to use it.  First she rewinds.  This is done of course by pressing the rewind button no less than 6 times which we all know is proper rewind technique.  She then stopped it by pressing the stop button twice...the stop button which is also the eject button.  "I didn't want to do that" she said as the tape popped out.  She pushed the tape back in and pushed the stop button twice more.  Ugh.  Out came the tape.  "I just didn't want it to play". One stop would have been adequate.  Oh well.  She finally got it going and the kid got to watch the movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is, have we moved into the DVD and PVR age and forgotten how to use the VCR?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-4936296874335192937?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/4936296874335192937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=4936296874335192937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4936296874335192937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4936296874335192937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/11/vcrs.html' title='VCRs'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-7503938997067473393</id><published>2007-09-23T17:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T17:36:43.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A True Member of the Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Scrappy enjoys TV too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RvbcSiXq8GI/AAAAAAAAAM4/rtGVDHijKB8/s1600-h/Fall+2007+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RvbcSiXq8GI/AAAAAAAAAM4/rtGVDHijKB8/s400/Fall+2007+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113516637947621474" 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/18650464-7503938997067473393?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/7503938997067473393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=7503938997067473393&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7503938997067473393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7503938997067473393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/09/true-member-of-family.html' title='A True Member of the Family'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RvbcSiXq8GI/AAAAAAAAAM4/rtGVDHijKB8/s72-c/Fall+2007+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-7361807297660990139</id><published>2007-09-23T17:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T17:34:30.705-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What is it...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was taking pictures of the house the other day and when I took a picture in the bedroom noticed something a little strange in the photo - an orb of light.  So I took another one, and it had moved.  One final picture and it was gone.  Strange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RvbbiCXq8DI/AAAAAAAAAMg/wCwJdqUX_18/s1600-h/Fall+2007+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RvbbiCXq8DI/AAAAAAAAAMg/wCwJdqUX_18/s400/Fall+2007+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113515804723966002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RvbbiiXq8EI/AAAAAAAAAMo/2FhDXmN1zPU/s1600-h/Fall+2007+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RvbbiiXq8EI/AAAAAAAAAMo/2FhDXmN1zPU/s400/Fall+2007+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113515813313900610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RvbbiyXq8FI/AAAAAAAAAMw/sMgEO-F8vYY/s1600-h/Fall+2007+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RvbbiyXq8FI/AAAAAAAAAMw/sMgEO-F8vYY/s400/Fall+2007+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113515817608867922" 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/18650464-7361807297660990139?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/7361807297660990139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=7361807297660990139&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7361807297660990139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7361807297660990139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-is-it.html' title='What is it...?'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RvbbiCXq8DI/AAAAAAAAAMg/wCwJdqUX_18/s72-c/Fall+2007+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-8124340752171292291</id><published>2007-09-13T22:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T22:27:53.974-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life Soundtrack</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I did this once before but it was a different one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The deal is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Go to your music player, set it to shuffle/random, and answer the following questions with the title of the FIRST song that you skip to each time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No cheating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would never do that - as though I may be ashamed of some of the songs on my iPod. Never. I'm not ashamed. Not really.  Well, maybe a bit but oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you reached the top of Mount Everest, you would shout:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My Prerogative - Britney Spears.  The top of Mount Everest, that's where she should be right about now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The next time you stand up in front of a group of people, you'll say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You're Beautiful - James Blunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your favorite thing to say when drunk is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Promiscuous Girl - Nelly Furtado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your message to the world:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now that You Got it - Gwen Stefani.  Now that you got what?  That this is not going well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you think of your best friend you think:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hot in Herre - Nelly.  This ones for my BFF Cherie.  I think I might sing to this one before moving on.  If there were curtains in this room I might even have danced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your deepest secret:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I Can See Clearly Now - Johnny Nash.  This is dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your innermost desire:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need you tonight - INXS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your oldest memory makes you think:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Millenium - Robbie Williams.  No it doesn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somewhere in your wedding vows, you should have included:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Anthem - Good Charlotte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On your deathbed, you'll whisper:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Walk Away - Kelly Clarkson.  This ones kindd funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your friends say behind your back:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lose my Breath - Destinys Child.  Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You say behind your friends' back:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;U Don't Have to call - Usher.  That's sad.  I wouldn't say that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your opinion of Blogging:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Times A Wastin.  I WOULD NEVER SAY THAT ABOUT BLOGGING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you wake up in the morning, you mutter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good Luck Charm - Elvis Presley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you found yourself lost on a desert island, you'd yell:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wind it Up - Gwen Stefani.  Actually, I'd yell get me off this island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Right now, your feelings are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Unbelieveable - EMF.  WOW!  One that's right - that was totally what I was thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's your excuse for reposting this music survey?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Waiting for the World to Change - John Mayer.  I was bored.  Guess I don't have a song called I was bored in my iTunes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your life's soundtrack:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One - U2.  That's depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The day you fell in love was the day that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(You Drive Me)Crazy - Britney Spears.  i just spit Pepsi on my computer screen. HAHAHAHAHA.  Not. True. At. All.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your farewell message to the readers of this music survey:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Are You Lonesome Tonight? - Elvis Presley.  If you are, do this stupid survey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Learn anything?  I did, this was dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-8124340752171292291?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/8124340752171292291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=8124340752171292291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8124340752171292291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8124340752171292291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-life-soundtrack.html' title='My Life Soundtrack'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-3190428834112490264</id><published>2007-09-11T20:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T20:50:12.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perez says it all...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Ruc3vJ1driI/AAAAAAAAAMY/nRu9r1O7U6U/s1600-h/lol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Ruc3vJ1driI/AAAAAAAAAMY/nRu9r1O7U6U/s400/lol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109113585508658722" 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/18650464-3190428834112490264?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/3190428834112490264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=3190428834112490264&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3190428834112490264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3190428834112490264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/09/perez-says-it-all.html' title='Perez says it all...'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Ruc3vJ1driI/AAAAAAAAAMY/nRu9r1O7U6U/s72-c/lol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-120875768304634265</id><published>2007-09-07T20:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T20:57:44.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Open Letter to my Kitten</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear Scrappy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Toilet Paper is not your friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RuHyjp1drfI/AAAAAAAAAMA/WA3pG3mZfAE/s1600-h/Fall+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RuHyjp1drfI/AAAAAAAAAMA/WA3pG3mZfAE/s400/Fall+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107630146754293234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. We can see you when you think you are hiding.  Subtlety is not your strong point:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RuHy2Z1drgI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Rjlokn6Zbt0/s1600-h/Fall+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RuHy2Z1drgI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Rjlokn6Zbt0/s400/Fall+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107630468876840450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3.  We cannot resist your charm, thankfully you are growing into your kanagroo-like legs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RuHzTp1drhI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Vu1U35KSE4g/s1600-h/Fall+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RuHzTp1drhI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Vu1U35KSE4g/s400/Fall+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107630971388014098" 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/18650464-120875768304634265?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/120875768304634265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=120875768304634265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/120875768304634265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/120875768304634265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/09/open-letter-to-my-kitten.html' title='An Open Letter to my Kitten'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RuHyjp1drfI/AAAAAAAAAMA/WA3pG3mZfAE/s72-c/Fall+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-4751376847008286192</id><published>2007-09-07T18:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T18:51:36.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OCD?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;First off, yes, I know, it has been a long time since I blogged.  With so much going on in life my blog has gone to the wayside.  Frankly, I am not sure that anyone even checks this site anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time to blog.  Don't worry, I still have a couple of blog topics for upcoming posts too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, I had some blogging inspiration today as I was unpacking my CD's.  I am a bit particular about how they go on my CD rack.  They can't just be put in the rack willy-nilly.  They have to go alphabetically.   Of course, not just alphabetically by artist.  I have them broken down into 3 groups:  artists, soundtracks and compilations.  Then each group is then alphabetized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD) is a brain disorder, and more specifically, an anxiety disorder. OCD is manifested in a variety of forms, but is most commonly characterized by a subject's obsessive drive to perform a particular task or set of tasks, compulsions commonly termed rituals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sure it's not really OCD  but if they were just thrown on the rack, I truly don't think I could sleep at night!  Seriously, if they are not in this order I would have to start over.  Thankfully, I did not find a stray CD which would then would have made me move each CD down one slot to make room for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I type this it is sounding more and more bizarro...anyone else out there do the same thing???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-4751376847008286192?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/4751376847008286192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=4751376847008286192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4751376847008286192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/4751376847008286192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/09/ocd.html' title='OCD?'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-3306228177598153301</id><published>2007-07-26T22:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T22:43:28.905-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Drive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thought I would share with you how many kilometres we drove on our summer vacation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RqlbcwrI0ZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/LyVg4SJ_YiA/s1600-h/distance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RqlbcwrI0ZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/LyVg4SJ_YiA/s400/distance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091701403379356050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yeah, nearly 2300 km!!!!  I had to photoshop that first 2 into there since the stupid trip counter rolls over after 1000.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apparently the Saturn Ion is supposed to only take trips that are less than 999.9 km!&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/18650464-3306228177598153301?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/3306228177598153301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=3306228177598153301&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3306228177598153301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3306228177598153301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/07/long-drive.html' title='The Long Drive!'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RqlbcwrI0ZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/LyVg4SJ_YiA/s72-c/distance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-7726679729540486116</id><published>2007-07-14T08:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T08:30:44.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bastille Day!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RpjByRrsfII/AAAAAAAAALw/dY9D4cWeBO8/s1600-h/bastille.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RpjByRrsfII/AAAAAAAAALw/dY9D4cWeBO8/s400/bastille.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087028848599268482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks to Ms. Kirby for giving me the knowledge of Wonderful French National Holidays!!!&lt;/span&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/18650464-7726679729540486116?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/7726679729540486116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=7726679729540486116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7726679729540486116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7726679729540486116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-bastille-day.html' title='Happy Bastille Day!!!!'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RpjByRrsfII/AAAAAAAAALw/dY9D4cWeBO8/s72-c/bastille.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-5532905334750482586</id><published>2007-07-11T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T21:23:12.589-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nursing Magazine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's nothing more thrilling than Cherie's "free" nursing magazines.  I say free as we certainly don't subscribe to them but I'm sure a membership due pays for their thrilling publication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"The Standard" is one of the magazines - this one comes quarterly and contains the only really fun thing in any of them: Summarized Discipline Decisions.  This is where the College of Nurses publishes some of the punishments they have doled out.   "By publishing these decisions, the College educates nurses (and their spouses and his loyal blog readers) and informs the public about what does and does not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;constitute professional misconduct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; and incompetence.  I know, you are all thrilled about what is to come.  While the beginning is a little dry...just...you...wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our first story comes out of Welland, ON where Gayle is alleged to have committed acts of professional misconduct by pre-pouring medications and then failing to check if an order has been changed; giving "as required" medications without checking if they were needed and failing to notify her employer that her College registarion was duspended during 18 months of her employment (shouldn't her employee already know that...but I digress).  Anyways, there's a bunch of blah blah blah and "The Panel" decides the evidence is clear and the verdict was clear: Revocation of the member's Certificate of Registration.  Poor Gayle, she is no longer a nurse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Story #2 is about Gerard from Hamilton.  He is alleged to of committed acts of professional misconduct by presenting false information before a College Discipline Panel.   He's been a nurse sine 1978.  In 1982, he had a criminal record for dangerous driving.  In 1984, H&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E SHOT A BOUNCER DURING AN ALTERCATION AND WAS CONVICTED OF SECOND-DEGREE MURDER AND SENTENCED TO LIFE INPRISONMENT WITH NO PAROLE FOR 10 YEARS.&lt;/span&gt;  In 1999, five years after his release (this itself worthy of a blog) he gets a job providing in home nursing care.  Yeah - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STILL A NURSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  Anyways, he gets this job and its discovered in 1992 that he has a criminal record.  Goes on parole and then his parole officer discovers that he's a drunk and a pot smoker.  His parole is revoked, goes back to jail and is now back out and living in a half-way house and in counselling for drug abuse.  His sentence?  An oral reprimand and a 90-day suspension and his employers for the next 12 months have to get a copy of this decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;So let me sum this up - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gayle: prepoured medicine - not a nurse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gerard - shot a man - still a nurse!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whoa, the College of Nurses needs to give their combined heads a shake.  In the meantime, I thank them for their quarterly magazine and look forward to reading the discipline decisions again in 3 months!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-5532905334750482586?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/5532905334750482586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=5532905334750482586&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/5532905334750482586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/5532905334750482586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/07/nursing-magazine.html' title='The Nursing Magazine'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-3077215780338335617</id><published>2007-06-28T00:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T09:19:56.764-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Undercover Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went to Canada's Wonderland on Saturday with some great friends and had an awesome time. The best part for me was MORE UNDERCOVER PICTURES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why do these people have so many stuffed animal prizes?  Does Wonderland pay them to carry them around?  Seriously people, you need to take those home and immediately have a garage sale and *hope* to turn a profit (which you won't because it probably cost you an arm and a leg to play the games that won you these ridiculous prizes...really...why is Scooby Doo blue??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RoM1nWryMLI/AAAAAAAAALA/BrQQJ-nPpyY/s1600-h/wonderland+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RoM1nWryMLI/AAAAAAAAALA/BrQQJ-nPpyY/s400/wonderland+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080963754824446130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What looks like a picture of me is really a photo of a woman sporting the latest trend...GIANT, GIANT visors (excellent undercover photography Joanna!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RoM1nmryMMI/AAAAAAAAALI/mOE9EV1iJu8/s1600-h/wonderland+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RoM1nmryMMI/AAAAAAAAALI/mOE9EV1iJu8/s400/wonderland+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080963759119413442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing like jumping into your friends nice picture of themselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RoM1n2ryMNI/AAAAAAAAALQ/lscIsR-qyvI/s1600-h/Wonderland+June+23+07+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RoM1n2ryMNI/AAAAAAAAALQ/lscIsR-qyvI/s400/Wonderland+June+23+07+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080963763414380754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me and Donkey (who I only spent $3 to win!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RoM2qGryMQI/AAAAAAAAALo/Z9UC1Qkrods/s1600-h/Wonderland+June+23+07+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RoM2qGryMQI/AAAAAAAAALo/Z9UC1Qkrods/s400/Wonderland+June+23+07+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080964901580714242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The 3rd annual Wonderland Day Gang.  Joanna, Barry, Jason, Patrick, Kirsty and Tanya.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RoM1oGryMPI/AAAAAAAAALg/vA07QoC5Y5I/s1600-h/Wonderland+June+23+07+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RoM1oGryMPI/AAAAAAAAALg/vA07QoC5Y5I/s400/Wonderland+June+23+07+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080963767709348082" 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/18650464-3077215780338335617?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/3077215780338335617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=3077215780338335617&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3077215780338335617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3077215780338335617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/06/undercover-wonderland.html' title='Undercover Wonderland'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RoM1nWryMLI/AAAAAAAAALA/BrQQJ-nPpyY/s72-c/wonderland+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-1259280008750537108</id><published>2007-06-24T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T21:09:28.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Gold Mine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know, I love when the idea of a blog hits me.  As in my previous post &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(now that the blog apathy is gone) &lt;/span&gt;the duck derby was a veritable blogging gold mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were sitting on the edge of the creek taking in the sun when this man strolled up behind me.  If I didn't know it was face paint, I might have been truly scared.  I love undercover photos.  They make the best blogs!  Kudos again to my trusty sidekick for her stealthy ability to snap this photo while pretending to take one of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rn8VMw6XknI/AAAAAAAAAK4/eGsZe2VxWNQ/s1600-h/grr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rn8VMw6XknI/AAAAAAAAAK4/eGsZe2VxWNQ/s400/grr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079802213729538674" 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/18650464-1259280008750537108?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/1259280008750537108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=1259280008750537108&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/1259280008750537108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/1259280008750537108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/06/blogging-gold-mine.html' title='Blogging Gold Mine!'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rn8VMw6XknI/AAAAAAAAAK4/eGsZe2VxWNQ/s72-c/grr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-7738589211944865750</id><published>2007-06-24T20:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T21:02:27.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Apathy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apathy:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;an absence of emotion or enthusiasm  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the trait of lacking enthusiasm for or interest in things generally&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not sure where it came from but I have not felt the a blog strike me for a while...well, obviously since May 29th after that dreadful lasagna incident...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, it's time to get back on the blogging bus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last weekend Cherie and I were looking for adventure so we headed to the Duck Derby.  I know what you are thinking, how adventurous of you both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We enjoyed the park and took a stroll down to the finish line and ended up on a bridge that crossed the creek that the ducks were coming down.  This is when the blogging fire struck me.  Standing next to me was the mayor.  The mayor that I wrote a nasty letter to back during the election before he was mayor.  Let me go back a bit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;One afternoon just before the local election Cherie and I were driving up Hwy 57 and every 5 feet there was a sign for this guy (I am not going to name him in case some shmoe [is that a made up word] googles him daily - that happened once on a Brockville post I wrote).  It was really annoying so I wrote him and told him that having a sign every 5 feet did not make me want to vote for him - it annoyed me.  Suffice it to say,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; he won and did not write me back&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fast forward to last Saturday.  There he is right behind me.  I had my trusty sidekick move into position and snap this lovely portrait of me and the mayor (he just didn't know it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rn8TSw6XkkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ryfrzBLEV7g/s1600-h/Spring+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rn8TSw6XkkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ryfrzBLEV7g/s400/Spring+128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079800117785498178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We decided we needed to do a little better so we tried again (FYI the mayor is the guy in the tie, he is talking to the local MP...or MPP...not sure which he is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rn8TTQ6XklI/AAAAAAAAAKo/wx8yxTEPD30/s1600-h/Spring+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rn8TTQ6XklI/AAAAAAAAAKo/wx8yxTEPD30/s400/Spring+129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079800126375432786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aha...gold.  Me, the mayor..and Sparky the fire dog.  Could it get any better?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-7738589211944865750?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/7738589211944865750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=7738589211944865750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7738589211944865750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/7738589211944865750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/06/blogging-apathy.html' title='Blogging Apathy'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rn8TSw6XkkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ryfrzBLEV7g/s72-c/Spring+128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-3736983588581157052</id><published>2007-05-29T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T21:09:03.247-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lasagna Incident</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was an incident here Sunday night.  A very bloody incident...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(Warning: the following blog contains images that are graphic and is recommended for mature audiences only...but its really funny!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cherie made lasagna on Sunday night.  She used those noodles that are oven ready so no precooking involved.  I got my piece and my first bite was extra crunchy.  Apparently, part of the noodle on my piece hadn't been cooked so I basically bit into an uncooked noodle.  No one else noticed but it was very crunchy and hard on my teeth.  I finished my dinner and Cherie says "What's wrong with your teeth?".  "Nothing", I say.  She told me that my teeth we red so I said, it's from the pasta sauce.  She insisted something was wrong so I went into the bathroom and took a look.  My teeth WERE all red.  So I spit into the sink - BLOOD.  Pure blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took a few minutes to realize that my tongue had a gash in it and blood was pouring out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It looked like just a drizzle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RlzMEXs1InI/AAAAAAAAAKA/sTRCj2hrPew/s1600-h/Spring+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RlzMEXs1InI/AAAAAAAAAKA/sTRCj2hrPew/s400/Spring+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070151655965926002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But it was a downpour!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RlzMD3s1ImI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xEGHihE5rrs/s1600-h/Spring+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RlzMD3s1ImI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xEGHihE5rrs/s400/Spring+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070151647375991394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like a scene in a horror movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RlzMFHs1IoI/AAAAAAAAAKI/qhOAuwuN71I/s1600-h/Spring+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RlzMFHs1IoI/AAAAAAAAAKI/qhOAuwuN71I/s400/Spring+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070151668850827906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So anyways, after nearly 2 HOURS, yes that's right 2 HOURS of this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RlzMFns1IpI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/R_ra-_iYKC4/s1600-h/Spring+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RlzMFns1IpI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/R_ra-_iYKC4/s400/Spring+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070151677440762514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ice, Ice and more ice (what's really bad is that we didn't even have any ice and had to get some from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;neighbours&lt;/span&gt;) it still hadn't stopped so I just through away the ice and put my tongue in my mouth hoping it would just stop.  About 20 minutes later, it had and it soon healed over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RlzMGHs1IqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zLKt3V8yZVM/s1600-h/Spring+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RlzMGHs1IqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zLKt3V8yZVM/s400/Spring+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070151686030697122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is better now, still hurts a bit much better and certainly no blood!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The moral of this story is don't eat Cherie's lasagna - it will hurt!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-3736983588581157052?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/3736983588581157052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=3736983588581157052&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3736983588581157052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/3736983588581157052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/05/lasagne-incident.html' title='The Lasagna Incident'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RlzMEXs1InI/AAAAAAAAAKA/sTRCj2hrPew/s72-c/Spring+100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-8824539823073760502</id><published>2007-05-03T10:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T10:48:16.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Improvement</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I painted my garage door.  It's all about the curb appeal when you are trying to sell.  The garage door was looking rough - chipping burgundy paint.  Here are some before and after pictures.  I still have a bit more to paint at the bottom of the trim but I have to sand it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rjn1_mgDCJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Pd184MgW0aw/s1600-h/Spring+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rjn1_mgDCJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Pd184MgW0aw/s400/Spring+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060346129342990482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rjn2AGgDCKI/AAAAAAAAAJw/eviZ8jwB7l4/s1600-h/Spring+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rjn2AGgDCKI/AAAAAAAAAJw/eviZ8jwB7l4/s400/Spring+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060346137932925090" 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/18650464-8824539823073760502?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/8824539823073760502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=8824539823073760502&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8824539823073760502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/8824539823073760502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/05/home-improvement.html' title='Home Improvement'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rjn1_mgDCJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Pd184MgW0aw/s72-c/Spring+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-9195680556154318326</id><published>2007-04-30T22:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T22:20:27.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer Chair Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tonight being garbage night and all I decided to (again) put some things at the curb that are not trash, but more gems that some lucky person wants...or at least that I don't want.  One of these items is a computer chair.  It works fine but the back is taped as it wobbles and falls off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's why I decided that before it went to the curb it was time for the chair to have one final adventure.  I live on a hill.  Does anyone see where this is going!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's right folks, nothing says fun and adventure like riding the chair down the street.  I started just riding it to the end of the driveway but once I took the curb successfully I decided it was time to head down the street...then Cherie had a turn.  Here are some pics of her adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cherie ready for her run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rjaio2gDCEI/AAAAAAAAAJA/b65pGaGlYHs/s1600-h/Spring+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rjaio2gDCEI/AAAAAAAAAJA/b65pGaGlYHs/s400/Spring+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059410054105729090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heading down the street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RjaipGgDCFI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ZOrCeCqDD6M/s1600-h/Spring+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RjaipGgDCFI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ZOrCeCqDD6M/s400/Spring+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059410058400696402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We decided &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Columbo&lt;/span&gt; wanted to go to, he does not look impressed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RjaipmgDCGI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/BbzBVGBVj_U/s1600-h/Spring+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RjaipmgDCGI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/BbzBVGBVj_U/s400/Spring+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059410066990631010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cherie picking up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Columbo&lt;/span&gt; on the walk up the street since there was a car coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rjaip2gDCHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/lplZc6KGyRk/s1600-h/Spring+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rjaip2gDCHI/AAAAAAAAAJY/lplZc6KGyRk/s400/Spring+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059410071285598322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The long walk back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RjaiqGgDCII/AAAAAAAAAJg/T1-fix5SOkc/s1600-h/Spring+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RjaiqGgDCII/AAAAAAAAAJg/T1-fix5SOkc/s400/Spring+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059410075580565634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the end, the chair went back into the garage.  We couldn't let it go - there will be another night of fun soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-9195680556154318326?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/9195680556154318326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=9195680556154318326&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/9195680556154318326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/9195680556154318326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/04/computer-chair-fun.html' title='Computer Chair Fun!'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/Rjaio2gDCEI/AAAAAAAAAJA/b65pGaGlYHs/s72-c/Spring+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-6721785820590933776</id><published>2007-04-25T23:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:10:39.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bates, PI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi All,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The opening scene of this video sets the scene...we were in the Dominican Republic and this helicopter kept flying over head which made us think of one thing...Magnum PI of course.  This video is the result of that thought...enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-2081009829028814823&amp;hl=en-CA" flashvars=""&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Leave me a comment if you liked it!&lt;br /&gt;Click here if you can't see the video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.ca/videoplay?docid=-2081009829028814823&amp;hl=en-CA"&gt;http://video.google.ca/videoplay?docid=-2081009829028814823&amp;amp;hl=en-CA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18650464-6721785820590933776?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/6721785820590933776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=6721785820590933776&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6721785820590933776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/6721785820590933776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/04/bates-pi.html' title='Bates, PI'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18650464.post-2727959265336392320</id><published>2007-04-21T18:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T18:47:37.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>April 21, 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was the day that Abby should have been born.  Of course, babies are not usually born on their due date but April 21 was the day we were told so it seems that this has been the day that we have been focused on.  The weather was beautiful which has been nice but It has been a weird day - emotional, yes.   Strange, yes.  It is one of those days, you know, where you feel like you should be doing something important and instead it is just another day.  Frankly, I wish I was doing the important thing instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I only knew Abby for a short time, but this is how I want to remember her; an angel in my heart forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RiqUGhMsOJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/vlQiyV0OoPM/s1600-h/slideshow.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RiqUGhMsOJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/vlQiyV0OoPM/s400/slideshow.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056016371388528786" 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/18650464-2727959265336392320?l=popcultureking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/feeds/2727959265336392320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18650464&amp;postID=2727959265336392320&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/2727959265336392320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18650464/posts/default/2727959265336392320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popcultureking.blogspot.com/2007/04/april-21-2007.html' title='April 21, 2007'/><author><name>Barbat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17249845860431751466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_O0i3RQzXA40/RiqUGhMsOJI/AAAAAAAAAI4/vlQiyV0OoPM/s72-c/slideshow.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
