<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199</id><updated>2009-12-06T23:06:42.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Picture of Me</title><subtitle type='html'>What can you tell from a snapshot?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>388</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-7868204125899622945</id><published>2008-02-02T13:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T13:36:20.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on ... HRH?</title><content type='html'>I was just reserving plane tickets online.  At the part of the form where it asks you to put in your title, if you have one, this is the list of options it offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mr.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs.&lt;br /&gt;Ms.&lt;br /&gt;Miss&lt;br /&gt;Dr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait, there's more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A.V.M&lt;br /&gt;AB&lt;br /&gt;Adm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amb&lt;br /&gt;AMN&lt;br /&gt;Archbishop&lt;br /&gt;Baron&lt;br /&gt;Baroness&lt;br /&gt;Bishop&lt;br /&gt;Brig. Gen.&lt;br /&gt;Brigadier&lt;br /&gt;Bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cantor&lt;br /&gt;Capt.&lt;br /&gt;Cardinal&lt;br /&gt;Chaplain&lt;br /&gt;Cmdr.&lt;br /&gt;CMSGT&lt;br /&gt;Col.&lt;br /&gt;Consul&lt;br /&gt;Count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countess&lt;br /&gt;Cpl.&lt;br /&gt;CPO&lt;br /&gt;CWO&lt;br /&gt;Dean&lt;br /&gt;Duchess&lt;br /&gt;Duke&lt;br /&gt;Earl&lt;br /&gt;Ens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eur Eng&lt;br /&gt;Father&lt;br /&gt;Fr.&lt;br /&gt;Gen.&lt;br /&gt;Gov.&lt;br /&gt;H. E.&lt;br /&gt;Herr&lt;br /&gt;Hon.&lt;br /&gt;HRH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady&lt;br /&gt;Lord&lt;br /&gt;Lt.&lt;br /&gt;Lt. Cmdr.&lt;br /&gt;Lt. Col.&lt;br /&gt;Lt. Gen.&lt;br /&gt;M.&lt;br /&gt;Maj.&lt;br /&gt;Maj. Gen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master&lt;br /&gt;Mlle.&lt;br /&gt;Mme.&lt;br /&gt;Mother&lt;br /&gt;MSGT&lt;br /&gt;Pastor&lt;br /&gt;PFC&lt;br /&gt;Pres.&lt;br /&gt;Prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess&lt;br /&gt;Prof.&lt;br /&gt;Rabbi&lt;br /&gt;Radm.&lt;br /&gt;Rev.&lt;br /&gt;Rt. Hon.&lt;br /&gt;Senator&lt;br /&gt;Sgt.&lt;br /&gt;Sgt. Maj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir&lt;br /&gt;Sister&lt;br /&gt;SMSGT&lt;br /&gt;Speaker&lt;br /&gt;Squad.Ldr.&lt;br /&gt;Sr.&lt;br /&gt;SrA&lt;br /&gt;Sra.&lt;br /&gt;Srta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SSGT&lt;br /&gt;Swami&lt;br /&gt;STSGT&lt;br /&gt;Vadm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-7868204125899622945?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/7868204125899622945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/7868204125899622945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2008/02/come-on-hrh.html' title='Come on ... HRH?'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-1975281022801106157</id><published>2008-02-01T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T21:29:46.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck you</title><content type='html'>At dinner I said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't think I've ever said 'Fuck you' to someone and meant it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hours later,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slapped someone across the face and yelled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK! YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and meant it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Sat, October 28, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-1975281022801106157?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/1975281022801106157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/1975281022801106157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2008/02/fuck-you.html' title='fuck you'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-3462117042489181550</id><published>2008-01-26T09:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T09:52:16.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Girl Upstairs</title><content type='html'>There’s a girl upstairs. She’s 4 years old and she throws tantrums when she doesn’t get what she wants, when things don’t go the way she planned. In her Mary Janes and white ankle socks, she jumps up and down and pumps her fists till her freckled cheeks are wet and red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last week, she’s locked herself in her room upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of us have been downstairs getting through the storm in our own ways. The Me who is interested in Buddhism keeps talking to us quietly about nonattatchment, and reminding us about the temporaryness of this life. One Me has been rounding the rest of us up for daily workouts. Another Me has been getting us to read, to think about other things, to read the news, trying to put all this change and loss into context. Optimistic Me has been doing her best. A Mama Me has been making dinners and putting us all to bed early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the while, the Little One has been throwing herself around her room, inconsolable. We can hear her through the ceiling, rocking the chandelier, reminding us that no matter how much we sweat, read or sleep, she is still there. Reminding us that she is pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, she finally emerged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came down the stairs in her little jumper dress. Her brown pigtails were askew. She was tired. We took her into our arms and she cried into our laps. She cried until she was done. And we let her. She is loved, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Tue, April 17, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-3462117042489181550?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/3462117042489181550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/3462117042489181550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2008/01/girl-upstairs.html' title='A Girl Upstairs'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-6316887767531265275</id><published>2007-08-03T09:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T09:37:02.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pi's Arch-Nemesis:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dlisted.com/node/13441"&gt;The 7-Legged Lamb!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dlisted.com/"&gt;Dlisted&lt;/a&gt; is, by far, my fave celeb blog.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebs I've seen on the streets of NYC lately: Aaron Eckhart (I was speechless for many minutes -- he was gorgeous!) and Amy Winehouse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fave song of the moment: "Apologize" by One Republic and Timbaland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading: Catch-22, Time Out NY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocking: New haircut (hello bangs), Brooklyn bars, Prospect Park.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-6316887767531265275?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/6316887767531265275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/6316887767531265275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2007/08/pis-arch-nemesis.html' title='Pi&apos;s Arch-Nemesis:'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-4694202888984263086</id><published>2007-07-10T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T13:56:25.944-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flight of the Conchords Sound Clips</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Great clips and quotes for those searching for Flight of the Conchords mp3s, wavs, sounds, quotes and more.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Please do not &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=hotlink"&gt;hotlink&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;digg_url = 'http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2007/07/flight-of-conchords-sound-clips.html';&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://digg.com/tools/diggthis.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;b&gt;Download all the clips&lt;/b&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/flightoftheconchords_sounds.zip"&gt;flightoftheconchords_sounds.zip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flight of the Conchords theme (:31)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_theme.wav"&gt;fotc_theme.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flight of the Conchords theme (2) (:04)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_theme2.wav"&gt;fotc_theme2.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Women (:38)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_1_hotwomen.wav"&gt;fotc_1_hotwomen.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, I suppose I do talk a lot about getting with some very hot women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_1_hotwomen2.wav"&gt;fotc_1_hotwomen2.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; I'm usually more charismatic than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_1_morecharismaticthanthis.wav"&gt;fotc_1_morecharismaticthanthis.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; Why would I stand next to big magnets, Murray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Murray:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know what you do in your personal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_2_bigmagnets.wav"&gt;fotc_2_bigmagnets.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's So Hot - Boom! (2:25)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_2_shessohotboom.wav"&gt;fotc_2_shessohotboom.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand Rocks the Party (:49)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_2_rocktheparty.wav"&gt;fotc_2_rocktheparty.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mel:&lt;/b&gt; Did you hear that, Doug?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, it's terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mel:&lt;/b&gt; It is terrible, Doug.  It's terrible!  God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_2_hearthatdoug.wav"&gt;fotc_2_hearthatdoug.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mel:&lt;/b&gt; Oh man, the car could just burst into flames right now and this would be the way to go, huh, guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; Just here, thanks, Doug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doug:&lt;/b&gt; Where? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mel:&lt;/b&gt; Here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; Anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_2_burstintoflames.wav"&gt;fotc_2_burstintoflames.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join the Band (:53)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_2_jointheband.wav"&gt;fotc_2_jointheband.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; Just join the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bret:&lt;/b&gt; No, I'm not joining the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; Just join the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bret:&lt;/b&gt; I'm not joining the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; Just join the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bret:&lt;/b&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_2_jointheband2.wav"&gt;fotc_2_jointheband2.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bret:&lt;/b&gt; He was on the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Murray:&lt;/b&gt; Bret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bret:&lt;/b&gt; I was, I was very scared.  We were being mugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_3_iwasveryscared.wav"&gt;fotc_3_iwasveryscared.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Murray:&lt;/b&gt; Lot of New Zealanders come over here and they come into my office and I give them the vest, a map, and I tell them to stay clear of crowds by going through back alleys.  And yet almost every day a New Zealander is mugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_"&gt;fotc_3_sayclearofcrowds.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March of the Penguins (:27)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_3_marchofthepenguins.wav"&gt;fotc_3_marchofthepenguins.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; Yours is worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_3_yoursisworse.wav"&gt;fotc_3_yoursisworse.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mel:&lt;/b&gt; What are you gonna to do me?  Do it!  No, don't, don't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_3_doitdontdont.wav"&gt;fotc_3_doitdontdont.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; Just run, Bret.  Just run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_3_justrun.wav"&gt;fotc_3_justrun.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bret:&lt;/b&gt; Is it because I ran away while we were being mugged and left you with guys with a knife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, actually, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bret:&lt;/b&gt; I knew it, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_3_guyswithaknife.wav"&gt;fotc_3_guyswithaknife.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_3_yesactually.wav"&gt;fotc_3_yesactually.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; Just pointing out that when you're in a situation where you're being mugged, you shouldn't leave your friend to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bret:&lt;/b&gt; Hassling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; Height of rudeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bret:&lt;/b&gt; OK, David Hasselhoff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_3_leaveyourfriendtodie.wav"&gt;fotc_3_leaveyourfriendtodie.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; You shouldn't leave your friend to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_3_leaveyourfriendtodie2.wav"&gt;fotc_3_leaveyourfriendtodie2.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; Height of rudeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_3_heightofrudeness.wav"&gt;fotc_3_heightofrudeness.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; In fact I kinda think you ruined my phone when you made me that cameraphone.  And my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_3_andmycamera.wav"&gt;fotc_3_andmycamera.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Murray:&lt;/b&gt;  Won't say goodbye, I don't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bret:&lt;/b&gt; See ya, Murray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; Bye, Murray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bret:&lt;/b&gt; Bye. Gonna say bye, Murray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Murray:&lt;/b&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_4_byemurray.wav"&gt;fotc_4_byemurray.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mel:&lt;/b&gt; Yes!  It's nice for Bret to have a girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Murray:&lt;/b&gt; Sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mel:&lt;/b&gt; Yes!  Is she stupid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_4_niceforbret.wav"&gt;fotc_4_niceforbret.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bret:&lt;/b&gt; What's that song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; Oh nothing, a new song ... called She-Wolf. ... Cold-hearted bitch ... digging a ditch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_4_shewolf.wav"&gt;fotc_4_shewolf.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jemaine:&lt;/b&gt; Cold-hearted bitch ... digging a ditch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/fotc_4_coldheartedbitch.wav"&gt;fotc_4_coldheartedbitch.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;b&gt;Download all the clips&lt;/b&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/flightoftheconchords_sounds.zip"&gt;flightoftheconchords_sounds.zip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Flight of the Conchords sounds (mp3):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whatthefolk.net/sounds.htm"&gt;What the Folk - Sounds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;digg_url = 'http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2007/07/flight-of-conchords-sound-clips.html';&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://digg.com/tools/diggthis.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-4694202888984263086?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/4694202888984263086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/4694202888984263086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2007/07/flight-of-conchords-sound-clips.html' title='Flight of the Conchords Sound Clips'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-4890062929982316651</id><published>2007-06-26T10:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T11:27:48.335-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need Subway Help</title><content type='html'>I live in Brooklyn now!  Yay!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am bewildered by the subways in Brooklyn.  I lived in Queens for 7 years, and the subways there are easier to understand, and I'd gotten used to how they ran late nights and weekends.  I've pretty well mastered the subway map between Houston St. and 116th St.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are so many more lines and they criss-cross all over in Brooklyn.  I'm good at following directions, but I miss being able to make decisions on the fly because I have a hard time understanding what transfers with what where and what changes at night and on the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone out there who still reads this ;) have any advice or memory devices for Brooklyn and lower Manhattan subways?  Learning late nights and weekends might take a while, but getting to know the map better is something I'd love to get a handle on soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-4890062929982316651?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/4890062929982316651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/4890062929982316651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-need-subway-help.html' title='I Need Subway Help'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-2008065139799463925</id><published>2007-05-18T16:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T16:15:19.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Not Use TotalChoice Hosting</title><content type='html'>Many years ago when I first bought carynsolly.com, I asked a friend to recommend a host.  &lt;a href="http://totalchoicehosting.com/"&gt;TotalChoice Hosting&lt;/a&gt; fit the bill.  Their customer service was good, and I even recommended them to many friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, I noticed my domain was down.  I couldn't log into my account.  Since I couldn't log in, I couldn't submit a Support ticket.  I also got a message online saying that my account was suspended!  I pay my bill annually in the fall.  I'm all paid, so I can't think of any reason my account would be suspended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never got an email notice about any of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the billing department.  4 times over 3 days.  I got voicemail each time I called, and I left a message each time.  I've gotten no calls back.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My site has been down for 3 days already, and now we're heading into the weekend with no signs that this will be cleared up any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This company clearly doesn't care about my business.  I am so angry.  I don't even know how else to contact them other than &lt;a href="http://totalchoicehosting.com/contact-web-host.html"&gt;this one phone number&lt;/a&gt; I found on the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://totalchoicehosting.com/"&gt;TotalChoice Hosting&lt;/a&gt;, call me back!  I want my data back so I can take it elsewhere!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for nothing.  I gave you 4 years of business and referred many other customers to you.  And this is what I get.  Real nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-2008065139799463925?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/2008065139799463925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/2008065139799463925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2007/05/do-not-use-totalchoice-hosting.html' title='Do Not Use TotalChoice Hosting'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-4316943800330095702</id><published>2007-04-30T17:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T13:05:49.421-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cha-Ching!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Caryn, why keep this blog up if you're not even posting anymore?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The money, folks.  The money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In March 2006, I put Google AdSense on one page of this blog.  As of a few weeks ago, the ads are now on several pages.  (Hint: mattress insects.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's been very successful!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a long time, I was making a little more than $50/month, which I was very happy with.  Google doesn't pay you out until you have at least a $100 balance at the end of the month.  I was afraid it was going to take months to earn $100 -- and it did for the first few.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last year, I've probably put about 3 hours of work into making improvements and changes to the pages that have ads on them.  All this money for no work!  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not no work.  I did have to go through the pain and suffering of having bedbugs in order to create that content.  But now that I have, I am getting some benefits from it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm posting today because I just hit a big goal of mine, which was to earn $100 in a month with my AdSense.  Today, I surpassed $100 for April!  Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="https://www.google.com/adsense/"&gt;Google AdSense&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-4316943800330095702?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/4316943800330095702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/4316943800330095702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2007/04/cha-ching.html' title='Cha-Ching!'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-7650699516246966893</id><published>2007-03-14T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T23:00:50.287-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3.14</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/carynsolly/421664543/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/165/421664543_ad34bf155a_m.jpg" alt="3.14" height="180" width="240" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pi and I together for our first 3/14, Pi Day, Einstein's birthday. (How perfect is &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;?)&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=20601109&amp;amp;sid=a1cWMLZs69BM&amp;refer=home"&gt;Bloomberg&lt;/a&gt;, via my roommate]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitten is healthy.  Bedbugs are gone.  I am happy.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addicted to &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0407887/"&gt;The Departed&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mikamyspace"&gt;Mika&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.proactiv.com/"&gt;Proactiv&lt;/a&gt;, daydreaming about moving, &lt;a href="http://dlisted.com/"&gt;Dlisted&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0407362/"&gt;Battlestar Galactica&lt;/a&gt;, not having to wear a hat, &lt;a href="http://seedmagazine.com/"&gt;Seed&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.bareminerals.com/on/demandware.store/Sites-BareMinerals-Site/default/ViewProductDetail-Start?ProductRef=BM4Main_Master%40Sites-BareMinerals&amp;amp;CatalogCategoryID=kwMKAANpwrIAAAENHLEYXx0r&amp;ReturnPipeline=ProductConfigurator-Step1&amp;amp;addtocart=true"&gt;bareMinerals&lt;/a&gt;,  tulips ... and &lt;a href="http://www.thebodyshop.com/bodyshop/browse/product_detail.jsp?productId=prod6180007&amp;amp;categoryId=cat30034"&gt;Liplife Gloss Golden Apple&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and fish tacos on a sunny Sunday in San Diego?  Let's do &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-7650699516246966893?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/7650699516246966893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/7650699516246966893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2007/03/314.html' title='3.14'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-117210487758880087</id><published>2007-02-21T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T16:58:51.339-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedbugs: Then and Now</title><content type='html'>This content has moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read: &lt;a href="http://apictureofme2.blogspot.com/2007/02/bedbugs-then-and-now.html"&gt;Bedbugs: Then and Now&lt;/a&gt;»&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-117210487758880087?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/117210487758880087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/117210487758880087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2007/02/bedbugs-then-and-now.html' title='Bedbugs: Then and Now'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-117199043454497651</id><published>2007-02-20T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T22:02:50.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know Aaron Stanton</title><content type='html'>Last night, I spent about half an hour on &lt;a href="http://cangooglehearme.com/index.php"&gt;Can Google Hear Me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first glance, the guy, Aaron Stanton, looked incredibly familiar to me.  But as I read and watched, I learned that he lives in Idaho.  I figured I must have been wrong about thinking I knew him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just got an email a little while ago that confirms it!  I have met him!  I talked to him and ate dinner with him about two years ago here in New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-117199043454497651?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/117199043454497651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/117199043454497651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-know-aaron-stanton.html' title='I Know Aaron Stanton'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-117200603960109564</id><published>2007-02-20T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T16:13:59.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>20070220</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/carynsolly/396851177/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/177/396851177_64c21a616e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/carynsolly/396851177/"&gt;20070220&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/carynsolly/"&gt;carynsolly&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-117200603960109564?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/117200603960109564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/117200603960109564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2007/02/20070220.html' title='20070220'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-117191029444042186</id><published>2007-02-19T13:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T13:38:14.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They're Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/carynsolly/394923126/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/394923126_3d1a6b0cdc_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/carynsolly/394923126/"&gt;They're Back&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/carynsolly/"&gt;carynsolly&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-117191029444042186?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/117191029444042186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/117191029444042186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2007/02/theyre-back.html' title='They&apos;re Back'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-117140028690060739</id><published>2007-02-18T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T10:52:00.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Up?</title><content type='html'>One of the best ways to keep up with me online these days is to keep an eye on my Flickr feed, which is the closest to an updated blog I've got going right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/carynsolly/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/carynsolly/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subscribe to &lt;a href="http://api.flickr.com/services/feeds/photos_public.gne?id=47599554@N00&amp;format=rss_200"&gt;my feed&lt;/a&gt; or, if you're a Flickr user and I'm your Flickr contact, subscribe to your contacts' feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or go old school.  Bookmark it.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you find in my Flickr pics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A new set called &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/carynsolly/sets/72157594540739726/"&gt;Friends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/carynsolly/393031273/"&gt;Someone made a movie on my street&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/carynsolly/393031098/"&gt;Two&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/carynsolly/393031007/"&gt;friends&lt;/a&gt; are having babies any day now!&lt;br /&gt;*I had a &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/carynsolly/361039785/"&gt;birthday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/carynsolly/393407581/"&gt;I fell in love!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What won't you find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We got burgled.  It's OK.  It was a few weeks ago.  I'm totally over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also on &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/seesolly "&gt;MySpace&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're curious, I'm not shutting this blog down.  Not at all.  Just posting as I feel like it.  (Plus, I've got Google ads runnin' on this mama now!  I've had them up for almost a year, and I've been making about $50/month from it.  Not bad for doing nothing at all!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-117140028690060739?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/117140028690060739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/117140028690060739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2007/02/whats-up.html' title='What&apos;s Up?'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-117088705858875734</id><published>2007-02-07T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T17:24:18.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I &lt;3 Scientists</title><content type='html'>You know what I love about this whole astronaut love triangle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the news broke, NASA did not say, "Impossible.  Our screening methods can't be wrong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said, "Hmm, errr, yeah &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/02/07/astronaut.arrested/index.html"&gt;we need to look into that&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just what scientists should say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-117088705858875734?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/117088705858875734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/117088705858875734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-3-scientists.html' title='I &lt;3 Scientists'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-116734064837786645</id><published>2006-12-28T16:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T10:55:21.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey's Anatomy Sound Clips</title><content type='html'>I love sound clips on my iPod.  I made a few from Grey's Anatomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Burke&lt;/span&gt;: "Who the hell is Dr. McDreamy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bailey&lt;/span&gt;: "Me. I'm Dr. McDreamy.  I'm tall, handsome.  I like to lean against things, ponder the difficulties of datin' beautiful women&amp;#151;I'm trying to be a surgeon here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/mcdreamy.wav"&gt;mcdreamy.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;O'Malley&lt;/span&gt;: "Oh, so, you and Joe?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bailey&lt;/span&gt;: "All you people ever think about is how to get into somebody's pants.  You nasty.  [slap] That's why you got syphilis."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/soyouandjoe.wav"&gt;soyouandjoe.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bailey&lt;/span&gt;: "You nasty. [slap] That's why you got syphilis."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/soundclips/younasty.wav"&gt;younasty.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;UPDATE 1/4/07&lt;/span&gt;: More audio clips of Grey's Anatomy.  A scene and two shorter clips from that scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Meredith and Derek&lt;/span&gt; in the elevator.  (Well, one of the many times they're in the elevator together.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carynsolly.com/soundclips/ihaveadog.wav"&gt;ihaveadog.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Meredith&lt;/span&gt;: "I'm over you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Derek&lt;/span&gt;: "I'm over you too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Meredith&lt;/span&gt;: "You are?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Derek&lt;/span&gt;: [smiles] "No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Meredith&lt;/span&gt;: "Oh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carynsolly.com/soundclips/imoveryou.wav"&gt;imoveryou.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Derek&lt;/span&gt;: "Oh you know what? I love dogs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.carynsolly.com/soundclips/ilovedogs.wav"&gt;ilovedogs.wav&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;How to put these clips into iTunes&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. Save the file to your computer.&lt;br /&gt;2. In iTunes, click File -&gt; Add File to Library.&lt;br /&gt;3. Browse to find the file and click Open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, I'll figure out how to make these files that will load into iTunes with the right info (title, artist, genre) with it.  But that's not today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-116734064837786645?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116734064837786645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116734064837786645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2006/12/greys-anatomy-sound-clips.html' title='Grey&apos;s Anatomy Sound Clips'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-116681632502914951</id><published>2006-12-22T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T14:40:37.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Behind</title><content type='html'>I've been watching Grey's Anatomy on Netflix.  I'm not up to season 2 just yet, but I saw a few episodes on TV with friends.  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0708381/"&gt;Callie&lt;/a&gt; was a character I liked a lot but couldn't put my finger on why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0708381/otherworks"&gt;The Lady of the Lake in Spamalot&lt;/a&gt;!  And she was my favorite character in that whole show!  Tim Curry?  Hank Azaria?  David Hyde Pierce?  Who cares?  She was the star!  She won a Tony!   She was beautiful and hysterical -- which is a combo I can't resist in a woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the theater that day hoping that she would get a lot of exposure somewhere because she was talented and I wanted to see more of her.  And now she's on a hit show.  Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.  Old news.  Humbug to you! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-116681632502914951?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116681632502914951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116681632502914951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-so-behind.html' title='I&apos;m So Behind'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-116620262207078384</id><published>2006-12-16T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T13:25:19.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's With the Big Boy Clothes?</title><content type='html'>This cracks me up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carynsolly.com/bigboyclothes.wav"&gt;"What's with the big boy clothes?"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Clip by me.  Extra silence at the end because my iPod likes to cut the last second off of tracks, which is annoying with short sound clips.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Nerd Alert! Time it took to hear the line, wish I had a clip of it, search with Google, download and install Audacity, record the clip, edit, ponder the ethics of reproducing copyrighted material from an advertisement versus the degree of trouble it could actually stir, upload and blog: 21 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-116620262207078384?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116620262207078384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116620262207078384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2006/12/whats-with-big-boy-clothes.html' title='What&apos;s With the Big Boy Clothes?'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-116491636089449229</id><published>2006-11-30T14:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T18:30:10.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Mario Bros. Beaten in 5 Min</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="250" height="205"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jLHSZ8yIbVE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jLHSZ8yIbVE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="250" height="205"&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/6259199-116491636089449229?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116491636089449229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116491636089449229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2006/11/super-mario-bros-beaten-in-5-min.html' title='Super Mario Bros. Beaten in 5 Min'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-116386385233911964</id><published>2006-11-18T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T10:38:11.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fight Club Criticism</title><content type='html'>Fight Club really is one of my favorite movies, but there's something about it that's always bothered me.  Someone out there on The Google I'm sure has written about this, but I'm going to too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*spoiler alert*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tyler was a night person.  While the rest of us were sleeping, he worked."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's "splicing single frames of pornography into family films" and "a banquet waiter at the luxurious Pressman Hotel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What family films are shown in the middle of the night?  Who is eating at a hotel restaurant in the middle of the night?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late evening, perhaps, at the end of a shift.  But while we're sleeping?  In particular: While The Narrator was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't make sense, friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's OK.  I still love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It's not listed on the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0137523/goofs"&gt;IMDb Fight Club Goofs&lt;/a&gt; page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-116386385233911964?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116386385233911964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116386385233911964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2006/11/fight-club-criticism.html' title='Fight Club Criticism'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-116377209905386276</id><published>2006-11-17T08:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T09:01:39.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wi-Fi in NYC</title><content type='html'>Where is your favorite Wi-Fi hotspot in NYC?  Free or not free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the New York Public Library 3rd floor reading room.  The only drawback is that, obviously, there's no food or green tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to hear your recommendations!  (I know there are web sites with lists of them, but I want to hear your personal faves.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-116377209905386276?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116377209905386276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116377209905386276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2006/11/wi-fi-in-nyc.html' title='Wi-Fi in NYC'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-116352589908890875</id><published>2006-11-14T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:49:45.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Music!</title><content type='html'>OK, you know Christmas makes me goofy when I'm listening to music by artists that don't usually make it onto ye olde iPod ... like Mariah Carey and Alan Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Well, to be fair, Alan Jackson's "Chattahoochie" does make it onto the iPod occasionally.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite Christmas songs are "All I Want for Christmas is You" by Mariah Carey and "A Holly Jolly Christmas" by Alan Jackson.  Love. Them.  Download them now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite Christmas album used to be the Home Alone soundtrack ... but it has since been lost -- and is not for sale on iTunes!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more Christmas music!  What are your favorite Christmas songs?  Sings, artists, albums -- I wanna hear it!  I'd be particularly interested in a good Christmas album that features a lot of different artists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-116352589908890875?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116352589908890875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116352589908890875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2006/11/christmas-music.html' title='Christmas Music!'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-116335032241580645</id><published>2006-11-12T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T11:52:02.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If a &lt;i&gt;friend&lt;/i&gt; wanted to create a password-protected blog on her own domain, (1) Can it still be found by search engines?  (1a) Even if no one links to it?  (2) Will unauthorized RSS subscribers be able to see the posts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-116335032241580645?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116335032241580645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116335032241580645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-friend-wanted-to-create-password.html' title=''/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-116291425097601517</id><published>2006-11-07T08:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T15:15:23.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacha Baron Cohen as himself</title><content type='html'>Videos of Sacha Baron Cohen out of character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y77a0IOtZGY"&gt;Golden Globe Awards interview&lt;/a&gt; (2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KWD1vSxDoyo"&gt;With Madonna at British Comedy Awards&lt;/a&gt; (2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=dutJ31sIW68"&gt;With Jon Stewart&lt;/a&gt; (2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=g0b_lTEgICw"&gt;With David Letterman&lt;/a&gt; (2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=3613548"&gt;On NPR&lt;/a&gt; (2004 - audio only)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cUJIq5Cann8"&gt;With Howard Stern&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e3bGjETXazA"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eX7QUzVdiC8"&gt;Part 3&lt;/a&gt; (2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brief glimpses ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=ohvSRNDSfIQ"&gt;Presenting live music&lt;/a&gt; (1995)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not &lt;i&gt;exactly&lt;/i&gt; himself (or at all) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brightcove.com/title.jsp?title=187745298&amp;channel=61630"&gt;Talladega Nights interview&lt;/a&gt; (2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tmz.com/2006/08/03/cohens-late-nights-with-will-ferrell/"&gt;Talladega Nights interview&lt;/a&gt; (2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=RnXxhuovulI"&gt;The Jolly Boys Last Stand trailer&lt;/a&gt; (2000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links don't work anymore ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/video/player/player.html?url=/video/showbiz/2006/11/12/vargas.borat.mustache.cnn/"&gt;CNN reports&lt;/a&gt; (2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tmz.com/2006/11/07/borat-at-airport-out-of-character/"&gt;Paparazzi  at LAX&lt;/a&gt; (2006) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows of more, I'd love to see them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-116291425097601517?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116291425097601517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116291425097601517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2006/11/sacha-baron-cohen-as-himself.html' title='Sacha Baron Cohen as himself'/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259199.post-116157465403191155</id><published>2006-10-22T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T23:38:26.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goober and I had fun with &lt;a href="http://www.careerbuilder.com/monk-e-mail/Default.aspx?mid=15000179&amp;cbRecursionCnt=1&amp;cbsid=8d7424db9755480cbdf1da7d30aadac6-214874930-WI-2"&gt;Monk-E-mail&lt;/a&gt; this week.  Send me one.  I recommend Text-to-speech.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259199-116157465403191155?l=apictureofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116157465403191155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259199/posts/default/116157465403191155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apictureofme.blogspot.com/2006/10/goober-and-i-had-fun-with-monk-e-mail.html' title=''/><author><name>Caryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11644021837922327574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17898941720594800169'/></author></entry></feed>