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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-2785443187190054351</id><published>2010-05-14T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T18:38:19.235-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifesux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><title type='text'>sorrys!</title><content type='html'>It's been a while.  I have a tumblr now, &lt;a href="http://sookiesookienow.tumblr.com"&gt;sookiesookienow.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;, so I don't really update this mess anymore.  I think Sara Allen and Mom are the only people who even read this thing anymore, and frankly, I don't have anything good to discuss as of late.  LET's just say that my car needs to drive itself off the side of a mountain.  I hate it so much, and it has been nothing but STRESS STRESS lately.  So I don't wanna harsh anyone's buzz with that talk.  Here's a pic of me as of tonight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S-345X0XAQI/AAAAAAAAANw/9JnMGbX8ftg/s1600/-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S-345X0XAQI/AAAAAAAAANw/9JnMGbX8ftg/s400/-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471302786854879490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God my cheeks are so huge.  I look like a gerbil.  As you can plainly see, I am trying to grow my bangs out again.  I just can't find a style that highlights all the features in the best way possible.  It's like my hair DOESN'T want me to be great.  Anyway, there I am.  That shirt I am wearing is so cute.  I got it at the thrift store a few weeks ago, and it is a vintage JC Penny gem.  The pattern is super sweet - red with yellow white and blue flowers speckled all over.  It's got a Pettycoat Junction thang going on, and I'm into it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's all I really got.  Motha, thanks for the devoted reading.  I love ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-2785443187190054351?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2785443187190054351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/sorrys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2785443187190054351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2785443187190054351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/sorrys.html' title='sorrys!'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S-345X0XAQI/AAAAAAAAANw/9JnMGbX8ftg/s72-c/-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-5621535581551608413</id><published>2010-04-25T15:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T16:24:22.828-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chattanooga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Pizza Partay</title><content type='html'>Today Chris and I went to Pisa Pizza.  I had never been before, and today was the last day it was open.  Apparently there just wasn't enough business and they can't afford to say open.  It was kind of sad in there cause all the people seemed bummed (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;obvs&lt;/span&gt;), but I am super glad I got to see it and eat it once.  Here we are waiting to feast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;iphone&lt;/span&gt;.  typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S9THajGLCwI/AAAAAAAAANI/QwJ66_NzB7g/s1600/IMG_0302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S9THajGLCwI/AAAAAAAAANI/QwJ66_NzB7g/s400/IMG_0302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464211506818910978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we have me just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chillin&lt;/span&gt;' in my sailboat romper.  I got it at a super cute store named Leo Vintage.  It reminds me a lot of Local Honey in Nashville, but it has a screen printing shop in it as well.  SUPER cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S9THaVghLiI/AAAAAAAAANA/jaMxlXXCS0E/s1600/IMG_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S9THaVghLiI/AAAAAAAAANA/jaMxlXXCS0E/s400/IMG_0301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464211503171317282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the pizza!  It was seriously tasty.  I'm not sure if I thought so just because I knew this was the only time I would ever be able to eat it, but I thought it was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;delish&lt;/span&gt;.  It was very tomato-y. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S9THa_yuLNI/AAAAAAAAANQ/WUOxGKFoEQQ/s1600/IMG_0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S9THa_yuLNI/AAAAAAAAANQ/WUOxGKFoEQQ/s400/IMG_0305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464211514521955538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even Mockingbirds like Pizza.  This one got on the table next to us and got a bite.  I was gonna shoo it away at first, but then I realized that he just wanted some pizza and I couldn't blame him.  So we ate pizza together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S9THbdtSeUI/AAAAAAAAANY/dv_1gmn2iHk/s1600/IMG_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S9THbdtSeUI/AAAAAAAAANY/dv_1gmn2iHk/s400/IMG_0303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464211522552232258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Clumpie's&lt;/span&gt; ice cream where Chris got strawberry!  See him holding it up like he is proud of it??  I like this picture because it makes me think of a scene from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Opryland&lt;/span&gt;.  That is a carousel in the background. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S9TH1oG9mRI/AAAAAAAAANo/NIC2R4rCobU/s1600/IMG_0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S9TH1oG9mRI/AAAAAAAAANo/NIC2R4rCobU/s400/IMG_0308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464211972020869394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got lemon cream.  It was very good.  I would get it again.  We went to Coolidge Park to eat our desserts because it was so nice outside.  Two people got shot there a few weekends ago, but it is pretty nice.  I need a haircut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S9THbk2gi8I/AAAAAAAAANg/X-hVa6iPTao/s1600/IMG_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S9THbk2gi8I/AAAAAAAAANg/X-hVa6iPTao/s400/IMG_0307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464211524469951426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was our pleasant day.  I am very sad to see Pisa Pizza leaving, but maybe something even cooler will open up when they are gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I had to drop 600 dollars on my car yesterday, so I am very bummed.  Chris is also leaving for a week to go on a business trip to Vegas, so I am gonna be lonely, too. I wanna go to Vegas so bad!!!  Hopefully Chris will bring me back a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;souvenir&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe I'll get around to some sewing projects I have been ignoring for a while.  Okay I am boring myself now, so I think that's enough for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-5621535581551608413?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5621535581551608413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/pizza-partay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/5621535581551608413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/5621535581551608413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/pizza-partay.html' title='Pizza Partay'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S9THajGLCwI/AAAAAAAAANI/QwJ66_NzB7g/s72-c/IMG_0302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-7498235221824824604</id><published>2010-04-19T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T16:09:46.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contact paper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='70&apos;s'/><title type='text'>i got my laptop cover!</title><content type='html'>check it out:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S8zf7lUv-VI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1iaTPV7M2Bs/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S8zf7lUv-VI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1iaTPV7M2Bs/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461986662817986898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so cute!  It's very Holly Hobby, and is cut from genuine 70's contact brand paper.  Sunshine over at &lt;a href="www.blogfullofjelly.blogspot.com"&gt;blogfullofjelly&lt;/a&gt; made it for me, and I can't believe how lucky I was to receive this treasure.  Check out her blog, because she is a fashion demi-god as far as I'm concerned.  And super nice, too!  I'd call her a SHERO for sure (shout out to Sara Allen *again* for introducing me to that word.  hero + female = shero.  It's a normal part of my vocab now).  So many clothes I want to have/fit into.  ANYWAY!!!  I love this enough to blog about it.  It's kinda like Christmas in April?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-7498235221824824604?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7498235221824824604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-got-my-laptop-cover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7498235221824824604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7498235221824824604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-got-my-laptop-cover.html' title='i got my laptop cover!'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S8zf7lUv-VI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1iaTPV7M2Bs/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-8609455072971040135</id><published>2010-04-18T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T13:38:05.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rembrandt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='king fu'/><title type='text'>i want a cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/AGF/3130%7ECute-Kittens-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 425px;" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/AGF/3130%7ECute-Kittens-Posters.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I "technically" already have a cat.   She lives at my parents house, and she is about 14 years old. But that doesn't mean I still don't love kittens.  I think if you are a girl and you act like kittens aren't cute or cool, then you aren't really a girl.  Look at this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S8tpSbNzxHI/AAAAAAAAAMo/WlqJ0qkJL_k/s1600/blinditems0416_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S8tpSbNzxHI/AAAAAAAAAMo/WlqJ0qkJL_k/s400/blinditems0416_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461574738381096050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so sleepy!  It's like having a tiny version of a wild jungle cat living in your home.  I like cats cause they just do their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thang&lt;/span&gt;, unlike dogs who constantly need a reminder of their validity to you.  So here's to you, kittens.  If it wasn't 300 bucks to even have an animal in this crappy apartment complex, I'd have 10 of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I think I have a pinched nerve in my shoulder area, and have resorted to using &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bengay&lt;/span&gt;.  Does that mean I am getting old?  Or just pathetic?  Either way, I am doing a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chillin&lt;/span&gt; and about to watch THE PROTECTOR!  Only one of the most killer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kung&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fu&lt;/span&gt; jams out there.  Wanna taste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8-XZf1a6_R4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8-XZf1a6_R4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know.  Look.  This is all I'm gonna say:  A BABY ELEPHANT GETS TOSSED LIKE A FRISBEE IN THIS MOVIE.  AND THERE IS A 6 MIN. CONTINUOUS SHOT FIGHT SCENE.  And I would be yelling all of this if I were explaining this to you in person.  It's a Thai movie, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tarantino&lt;/span&gt; got it released in America.  Tony &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jaa&lt;/span&gt; is so awesome and fast.  If you haven't seen it, at least &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; the fight scene.  It is super awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Also, Chris and I went for an epic walk today.  We went to Good Dog, as usual, for a tasty lunch, then we walked across the recently re-opened pedestrian bridge, hung out outside the Art Museum and sat in the sunshine for a while.  We took a pretty good pic of me with a wooden &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pony&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S8ts1vfOi2I/AAAAAAAAAMw/IYCj2xN_50w/s1600/IMG_0124-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S8ts1vfOi2I/AAAAAAAAAMw/IYCj2xN_50w/s400/IMG_0124-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461578643653167970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Rembrandt 's in the Art District and sat outside where we had a couple of iced coffees and a piece of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;reese's&lt;/span&gt; cheesecake that was DELICIOUS.  I can't resist treats no matter what I do.  I think I just need to accept being on the thick side because I love sweets so much.  Anyway, it has been a beautiful day.  Here's to next week being 8-5 and hating it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-8609455072971040135?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8609455072971040135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-want-cat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/8609455072971040135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/8609455072971040135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-want-cat.html' title='i want a cat'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S8tpSbNzxHI/AAAAAAAAAMo/WlqJ0qkJL_k/s72-c/blinditems0416_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-4863658296972494889</id><published>2010-04-13T18:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T19:10:22.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendra wilkinson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='16 and pregnant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing with the stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiny and toya'/><title type='text'>hello, my name is rachel...</title><content type='html'>and i am a television addict.  Here is what is on the line up for tonight.  I can't even believe this night of television.  Check it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start this evening out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; favorite, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DWTS&lt;/span&gt;!  Only this year, the only thing worth paying attention to is how broke off Kate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gosslin's&lt;/span&gt; weave is, and trying to guess what kind of pills Pam Anderson is probably on during the show.  I don't really even know who anyone is this year other than those two.  But I do love me a good mambo.  a waltz is pretty sweet, too.  Tonight some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;australian&lt;/span&gt; dude went home, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thankfully&lt;/span&gt; there will be no more of Edita and her mostly naked body to make me question my validity as a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thegeekserver.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/dancing-with-the-stars-SEASON-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 285px;" src="http://www.thegeekserver.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/dancing-with-the-stars-SEASON-10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up: 16 &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Preggo&lt;/span&gt;.  I feel kind of bad when I watch this because there are girls straight up ruining their entire lives.  I really appreciate my God fearing parents when I see how hard they all screwed up... but that doesn't keep me from watching some other folk make a big mess of their young adulthood.  I'm actually about to see a girl named Lizzie about to get pregnant, cheated on, and stuck with a kid before she graduates.  right?!?!  All I am gonna say is that young dude do NOT wanna kick it with a baby.  I think that's what they should tell girls in teen living class.  moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://brokeandnameless.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/mtv-16-and-pregnant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 243px;" src="http://brokeandnameless.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/mtv-16-and-pregnant.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Kendra!  I don't have a lot to say about this, other than Kendra still manages to be a Boss even though she just had a babe.  She struggles with her body after she has the kid, and it totally makes me feel like even Kendra understands how it feels to hate your thighs.  She's a real girl, and I would give anything to be her friend.  Go Kendra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.the700level.com/images/2008/12/26/kendra_wilkinson.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 664px;" src="http://www.the700level.com/images/2008/12/26/kendra_wilkinson.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, Tiny and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Toya&lt;/span&gt;. T.I.'s fiancee and Lil Wayne's ex wife.  I did a post on them a while back, and tonight their second season starts back up!!!!  My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tivo&lt;/span&gt; is straight up on fire right now with the hotness.  These girls are for real, cause you know T.I. doesn't play.  Every white girl needs to have at LEAST a couple of strong black female role models... so your welcome!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://allthatsfab.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/tiny-and-toya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 512px; height: 768px;" src="http://allthatsfab.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/tiny-and-toya.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my suggestions for curing a very boring and lonely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt; night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I am currently holding it down in the work place, and my plants are really thriving outside.  I am also getting a haircut tomorrow.  Also, I am currently awaiting a package from Sunshine over at blogfullofjelly.blogspot.com and I can't believe it.  She put up a post about making laptop covers, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;holla&lt;/span&gt;-ed at her, and voila!  dreams came true.  I'll be putting that on blast immediately upon arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one love!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-4863658296972494889?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4863658296972494889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-my-name-is-rachel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4863658296972494889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4863658296972494889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-my-name-is-rachel.html' title='hello, my name is rachel...'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-212031519570789849</id><published>2010-04-02T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T19:08:30.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abbie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweetness'/><title type='text'>kidz</title><content type='html'>I've been doing a lot of hanging out in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Goodlettsville&lt;/span&gt; lately.  This means that my niece wants to play with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;photobooth&lt;/span&gt; every single time i get my computer out.  So, I am taking this chance to showcase how cute she is!!!  PLEASE look at this mess:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S7aiRWVZoHI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/IhNWazPERgE/s1600/Photo+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S7aiRWVZoHI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/IhNWazPERgE/s400/Photo+194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455726417542750322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S7aiRzM1JUI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Q_lSoG0xEHc/s1600/Photo+201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S7aiRzM1JUI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Q_lSoG0xEHc/s400/Photo+201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455726425291433282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She had a birthday last weekend, and that was a little something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S7aii6ibSII/AAAAAAAAAMg/_6-d5-3ipnw/s1600/IMG_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S7aii6ibSII/AAAAAAAAAMg/_6-d5-3ipnw/s400/IMG_0235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455726719318837378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Minnie Mouse party, and it was off the hook.  Please try to act like that isn't the cutest thing you have ever seen.  I love her so much, and I hope her second year on this miserable earth is as beautiful as she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.  I am going to chill in my old room, and go through some old clothes to see if I can't uncover some lost jewels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;xox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-212031519570789849?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/212031519570789849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/kidz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/212031519570789849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/212031519570789849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/kidz.html' title='kidz'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S7aiRWVZoHI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/IhNWazPERgE/s72-c/Photo+194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-7917617809333188719</id><published>2010-03-24T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T19:15:11.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad ass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mtv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blind melon'/><title type='text'>suck it, uncle sam!</title><content type='html'>I got my tax return today, and I actually got a RETURN!  I can't believe it, cause I thought I would have to pay about 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;g's&lt;/span&gt; I had saved up.  So long story short, this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; hood rat is gonna try to go to Europe!  I haven't ever been, so now is my chance to make my dreams come true.  In celebration, I say we get into some hippy shit cause I have come to terms with this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE IT, KENNEDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C3Y-6JaDY24&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C3Y-6JaDY24&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please excuse the acoustic set instead of the bee girl vid.  I couldn't find one that would let me post, bitchy.  I don't approve of what you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;begot, Blind Melon.  God save me if I ever have to hear the Panic anytime soon.  But you take me there, guys.  I want the 90's back, just put away the hemp jewelry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-7917617809333188719?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7917617809333188719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/suck-it-uncle-sam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7917617809333188719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7917617809333188719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/suck-it-uncle-sam.html' title='suck it, uncle sam!'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-2361093295094044896</id><published>2010-03-23T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T17:46:53.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love'/><title type='text'>my my my fan ta ta sy</title><content type='html'>Here is what I wish my life was like on a daily basis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S6lgwfDKWcI/AAAAAAAAAMI/NNEn7x6Z2nU/s1600-h/jimandra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S6lgwfDKWcI/AAAAAAAAAMI/NNEn7x6Z2nU/s400/jimandra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451995209993443778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't real offices be like the TV show?  I don't think I'm asking for much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-2361093295094044896?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2361093295094044896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-my-my-fan-ta-ta-sy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2361093295094044896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2361093295094044896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-my-my-fan-ta-ta-sy.html' title='my my my fan ta ta sy'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S6lgwfDKWcI/AAAAAAAAAMI/NNEn7x6Z2nU/s72-c/jimandra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-7090970830645961356</id><published>2010-03-21T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T17:35:31.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yikes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mtv'/><title type='text'>kermit is not gonna be happy about this</title><content type='html'>Okay.  It has been quite a while since I have done any posts about anything pop culture-related.  I just felt like I needed to be living my own live instead of living vicariously through others.  That being said, I need to say something about the latest 16 &amp;amp; Pregnant teen, Lori.  OMG.  Lori was adopted herself, and then she went and got preggers.  So naturally, the parents made her give it up for adoption.  Trust me, I watched the entire episode and it was the right move.  With that said, here is a picture of the angel:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S6a5_Ix3a0I/AAAAAAAAAMA/P_WApXpbbHo/s1600-h/3_140x105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 105px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S6a5_Ix3a0I/AAAAAAAAAMA/P_WApXpbbHo/s400/3_140x105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451248893318097730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is tiny, but it was the only one I could find on MTV's website that wasn't of her very post-birth.  I am doing you a favor, so just deal with it.   chaz bono?  is that you?  Come on, you know I am right.  It has really made me appreciate myself on a whole new level. Sometimes you just need a little perspective, ya know?  but on the real tip, someone.got.her.PREGNANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, RIGHT!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-7090970830645961356?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7090970830645961356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/kermit-is-not-gonna-be-happy-about-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7090970830645961356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7090970830645961356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/kermit-is-not-gonna-be-happy-about-this.html' title='kermit is not gonna be happy about this'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S6a5_Ix3a0I/AAAAAAAAAMA/P_WApXpbbHo/s72-c/3_140x105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-4675366195074702131</id><published>2010-03-13T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T16:22:06.222-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatroulette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><title type='text'>Cat Roulette</title><content type='html'>How could I forget to post my first conversation on the scariest thing I have ever found on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;, Chat Roulette.  Do NOT, I repeat, do NOT visit this site unless you want to for sure see penises.  I, however, was lucky to come across this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wrGPu4aXI/AAAAAAAAALw/OUC9Hdm5lOY/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wrGPu4aXI/AAAAAAAAALw/OUC9Hdm5lOY/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448277035513833842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wsIV8qkeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/T3esgTIpiCQ/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wsIV8qkeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/T3esgTIpiCQ/s400/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448278171053625826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please click the pic for a detailed view of the cat eating corn.  And I have no shame that there is a tab on this desktop picture that shows I was lurking on Sean Collins on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;.  Somehow it seems to fit with this conversation.  Anyway, someone was chatting as a cat who was eating corn.  I couldn't figure out how to get my camera to work, but it was still awesome.  So there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-4675366195074702131?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4675366195074702131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/cat-roulette.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4675366195074702131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4675366195074702131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/cat-roulette.html' title='Cat Roulette'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wrGPu4aXI/AAAAAAAAALw/OUC9Hdm5lOY/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-2482663730272101969</id><published>2010-03-12T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T16:03:18.407-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chattanooga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>SHOUT OUT!</title><content type='html'>First thing's first, let me shout at'cha, SARAH ALLEN.  You are the only person who even mentions my blog, so this one's for you sister.  I miss the fudge out of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I really don't update this thing as often as I would like to.  Right now life pretty much sucks because work sucks.  We are super busy and I deal with fanatical basketball losers, mostly old men who do NOT enjoy talking to a girl on the phone.  So, I spend most of my time chanting the Serenity Prayer.  The weekend is my only real "me" time.  Here is it's been looking like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we went to the park, and apparently we had the same idea as everyone else in the tri-state area.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wgVbLCwtI/AAAAAAAAAKI/FlkDZzT20aE/s1600-h/IMG_0164.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/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wgVbLCwtI/AAAAAAAAAKI/FlkDZzT20aE/s400/IMG_0164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448265201654874834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the pedestrian bridge.  They have it closed right now, but hopefully they will open that thing back up in the next month or so.  It is really neat to stroll down, and you can look down on the park underneath.  So we've got that going for us.  We tried to go into the ice cream place, Clumpie's, but that line was too long and I wasn't havin' it.  So here's whats up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5whMypXfvI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FFfv9rhb-GI/s1600-h/IMG_0166.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/_LRToybJHoAM/S5whMypXfvI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FFfv9rhb-GI/s400/IMG_0166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448266152848883442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5whNHcqO-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/WRSOVAcV0yA/s1600-h/IMG_0168.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/_LRToybJHoAM/S5whNHcqO-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/WRSOVAcV0yA/s400/IMG_0168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448266158432730082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MAYFIELD Y'ALL!!!  this is the Purity of Chattanooga, only hella better.  I personally feel the chocolate wafer on the purity sandwiches are too hard.  These were nice and soft, and I can truly say I enjoyed the hell out of that treat.  Put a Brown Cow in front of me, and I'll take your arm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend has been more of a one day adventure, if you will.  We hit up Good Dog again where I feasted on some frites.  What was different about today?  DONUTS!!!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wiQcvKXEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/V9CjauCT2jw/s1600-h/IMG_0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wiQcvKXEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/V9CjauCT2jw/s400/IMG_0170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448267315198712898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A donut shop opened across the street called Chattanooga's Julie Darling Donuts.  You can actually smell the tastiness as you walk up to the building.    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wiQqUTTXI/AAAAAAAAAKo/SEagUwj2-UU/s1600-h/IMG_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wiQqUTTXI/AAAAAAAAAKo/SEagUwj2-UU/s400/IMG_0171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448267318844149106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS is what was waiting on me when I waddled on inside.  I wish I had taken a picture of our choices, but I didn't even think about it as I went in for the kill.  I had a blueberry cake, and Chris had a strawberry iced.  I don't care how many calories I inhaled, it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the damage was done, I made Chris take me to the Goodwill on Old Hixon Pike.  I found two button up shirts that were totally awesome.  I'll tell you what's not awesome though, and that is having to use a thrift store dressing room that smells like farts.  Not Cool, Chattanooga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But PLEASE feast your eyes on these two sweet prints on these button ups.  This is gonna be great for summer time.  Very Griswold Family Vaca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wlcktHx1I/AAAAAAAAALA/KLG-GB1HPsA/s1600-h/IMG_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wlcktHx1I/AAAAAAAAALA/KLG-GB1HPsA/s400/IMG_0177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448270822030952274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we have a very lightweight pink and blue plaid.  Did I mention there is sparkle thread in it?  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wlbwGQetI/AAAAAAAAAK4/KSfUMt2JA94/s1600-h/IMG_0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wlbwGQetI/AAAAAAAAAK4/KSfUMt2JA94/s400/IMG_0175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448270807909300946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also ran across this here cat.  Look at it.  So so upsetting.  Like, so upsetting to me that I took a picture and put it in my blog.  Chris doesn't think it's funny.  I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wiQxVHB3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/KeLe5Czuh0c/s1600-h/IMG_0172.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/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wiQxVHB3I/AAAAAAAAAKw/KeLe5Czuh0c/s400/IMG_0172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448267320726587250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So that's pretty much it.  I don't have anything super exciting going on, but I DID get my hair did.  I am straight up feeling like a new woman.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wlcppuFxI/AAAAAAAAALI/kaGsywULdew/s1600-h/IMG_0180.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/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wlcppuFxI/AAAAAAAAALI/kaGsywULdew/s400/IMG_0180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448270823358863122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I blinked, but I think these kinds of pictures are the keepers.  God, my house looks so boring.  ANYWAY, this has gone on too long.  Hope you enjoyed my post.  If you're lucky, I'll update my feelings on a little show I call 16 &amp;amp; Pregnant.  Right now I need to watch Bobby Flay cook a chicken pot pie.  BYEEEEEEEEE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-2482663730272101969?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2482663730272101969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/shout-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2482663730272101969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2482663730272101969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/shout-out.html' title='SHOUT OUT!'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5wgVbLCwtI/AAAAAAAAAKI/FlkDZzT20aE/s72-c/IMG_0164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-4488508317413453035</id><published>2010-02-21T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:48:31.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='downtown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweetness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>I need spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S4Hhx0HBy1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/epa6QcwJs1Q/s1600-h/IMG_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S4Hhx0HBy1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/epa6QcwJs1Q/s400/IMG_0148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440878070758230866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Hay there!  I see ya caught me on the big brick couch downtown.  How'd I end up here?  Funny story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I wanna cut my hair.  I need something new, I think.  I also think I have spring fever.  These past few days of sunshine have really put me in a good mood.  I want it to stay!  Apparently, though, it's supposed to rain AND snow this week here in tha noog, so whatever.  Today was the bomb, tho.  I slept in, got up and we went on a movie adventure.  Cue pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S4HefTtJG9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/YZYcbdPd_mo/s1600-h/IMG_0136.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/_LRToybJHoAM/S4HefTtJG9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/YZYcbdPd_mo/s400/IMG_0136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440874454287195090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Mojo Burrito.  The staff there are really nice, and they had me laugin.  So there's that, and the atmosphere is pretty neat.  All kinds of local art and cool little things everywhere.  It is really delicious, too.  They have this key lime chicken that is sinful.  I mean, so good.  Here is what our food started out as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S4He9YeYIsI/AAAAAAAAAII/9cFoB3dvGIU/s1600-h/IMG_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S4He9YeYIsI/AAAAAAAAAII/9cFoB3dvGIU/s400/IMG_0135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440874970963518146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is how it ended:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S4HfOF_mqMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/WKy5StwpENg/s1600-h/IMG_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S4HfOF_mqMI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/WKy5StwpENg/s400/IMG_0137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440875258060384450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So delicious. I straight up feasted.  So after we ate, we headed over to the new Carmike 12 downtown.  See, they have these "VIP" rooms where you get to sit in a recliner, basically.  Oh yeah, you get a complimentary bowl of popcorn, and you get free refills on tea.  So it's baller status, basically.  I should probably just let the pictures do the talking (Cue T.I.'s Live Ya Life):&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S4HgEWJJMII/AAAAAAAAAIg/jpXzxLfA6Xs/s1600-h/IMG_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S4HgEWJJMII/AAAAAAAAAIg/jpXzxLfA6Xs/s400/IMG_0144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440876190108299394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S4HgA7rsi1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/DYQaowu9Vzs/s1600-h/IMG_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S4HgA7rsi1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/DYQaowu9Vzs/s400/IMG_0143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440876131465857874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S4HgwU1YiRI/AAAAAAAAAIo/kR6VUt79jaA/s1600-h/IMG_0145.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/_LRToybJHoAM/S4HgwU1YiRI/AAAAAAAAAIo/kR6VUt79jaA/s400/IMG_0145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440876945671227666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So so player pimp.  I straight up stretched OUT during Shutter Island.  Don't even get me started on Michelle Williams and Leo.  Why can't I be tiny and blond?  ugh. Anyway, we went on a walk after that chill fest.  I caught a pic of the downtown snowflakes they still have up.  I am super glad I did.  I think they are really sweet.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S4HhUR0orPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/jsx3je0XpSY/s1600-h/IMG_0146.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/_LRToybJHoAM/S4HhUR0orPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/jsx3je0XpSY/s400/IMG_0146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440877563338075378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was a pretty nice day, I'd say.  I think it's pretty nice sharing my little weekends here.  I just wish I had more time to do things like this during week.  Working sucks. Blessings!!&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/8465969151990040892-4488508317413453035?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4488508317413453035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-need-spring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4488508317413453035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4488508317413453035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-need-spring.html' title='I need spring'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S4Hhx0HBy1I/AAAAAAAAAI4/epa6QcwJs1Q/s72-c/IMG_0148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-8737154088682763593</id><published>2010-02-15T19:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T19:34:34.155-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chattanooga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hipness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>hawt gawwg</title><content type='html'>Me and Chris went to eat at "Good Dog" the other day on Frazier, and it was so delicious.  They have the best frites I have had in a long time, and a really really enchanting scene going on.  Check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3oP3bTPdAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Wv0fcb1cCXY/s1600-h/IMG_0119.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/_LRToybJHoAM/S3oP3bTPdAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Wv0fcb1cCXY/s400/IMG_0119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438676944898978818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This pretty much showcases what this place has to offer.  They have this curry ketchup that Chris thinks is pretty awesome.  I like the honey mustard on my fries, personally.  just sayin.  Anyway, here is us waiting to FEAST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3oQOVW2KOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6aNyvzkjGbY/s1600-h/IMG_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3oQOVW2KOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/6aNyvzkjGbY/s400/IMG_0117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438677338440476898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3oQWD0gBJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/4vQAeWv1hH4/s1600-h/IMG_0118.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/_LRToybJHoAM/S3oQWD0gBJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/4vQAeWv1hH4/s400/IMG_0118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438677471171970194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that I make a lot of awkward faces.  I guess that's my look.  all those awesome lines behind me are a collection of really neat molding.  All the molding and some of the walls in this place are just a hodge podge of different pieces of old molding and chair rails cut together.  It's neat.  Anyway, here's what you're missin' out on, sucka!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3oQmzqeQ1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/7mX9IdVzTwI/s1600-h/IMG_0120.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/_LRToybJHoAM/S3oQmzqeQ1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/7mX9IdVzTwI/s400/IMG_0120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438677758892720978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really good.  goot, even.  There are the holes in the tables where they bring your paper cone of fresh fries so you can eat on them while you wait for your dog.  It's nice.  The best thing about this place are the antique salt and pepper shakers everywhere.  Owls, watermelons, cats, bottles, all kinds of stuff.  That and the flowers on every table really charm it up. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3oR_JP1llI/AAAAAAAAAGo/o7tuLbZ1xTk/s1600-h/IMG_0121.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/_LRToybJHoAM/S3oR_JP1llI/AAAAAAAAAGo/o7tuLbZ1xTk/s400/IMG_0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438679276515071570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These were especially sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-8737154088682763593?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8737154088682763593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/hawt-gawwg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/8737154088682763593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/8737154088682763593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/hawt-gawwg.html' title='hawt gawwg'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3oP3bTPdAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Wv0fcb1cCXY/s72-c/IMG_0119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-2077216974826216154</id><published>2010-02-14T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:45:42.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valetines Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s220.photobucket.com/albums/dd287/wannadrink3/vintage-valentines/vintage_valentine-19.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 419px;" src="http://s220.photobucket.com/albums/dd287/wannadrink3/vintage-valentines/vintage_valentine-19.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello to anyone who checks this.  Just wanted to say happy valentines day to you.  i got chris kung fu and socks.  he got me a new plant and wayne's world 2.  i think that's love.  i also took a bunch of fun pictures, and i'll get around to posting that at some point.  just wanted to say happy v day.  it's never too late to show some luv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-2077216974826216154?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2077216974826216154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valetines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2077216974826216154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2077216974826216154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valetines-day.html' title='Happy Valetines Day!'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-2162757267966696976</id><published>2010-02-12T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T17:46:08.694-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jelly belly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>weekendddd!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Withnail&lt;/span&gt; and I, eating these Jellybeans, and loving the fact that I got off early on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; from work cause of SNOW!!!  It has been a really fantastic day, and this movie is SO GOOD.  It reminds me so much of my long lost buddy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thommy&lt;/span&gt; Odell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3Xp1t0MeSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/mdgvD0x5zUg/s1600-h/Still-from-Withnail-and-I-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 507px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3Xp1t0MeSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/mdgvD0x5zUg/s400/Still-from-Withnail-and-I-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437509234160597282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seriously has so many hilarious moments in it, and I love that it features so much Jimmy Hendrix thanks to my fave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Beatle&lt;/span&gt;, George.  Is it weird that I still really like Jimmy Hendrix?  dunno.  But can I take a second to tell you how good these jelly beans are?  Imagine something you think is delicious, then imagine going to the store to get it and it is just gone.  vanished.  you go so far to order them from a manufacturer, and it never arrives.  no clue why.  It's like I was never meant to have these beans.  But then Chris found AND ordered them for my birthday, and I finally get to taste that taste i thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; never taste again.  it's so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;plumby&lt;/span&gt;. check it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3Xq_hDllWI/AAAAAAAAAF4/f8xcSf44j1k/s1600-h/IMG_0109.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/_LRToybJHoAM/S3Xq_hDllWI/AAAAAAAAAF4/f8xcSf44j1k/s400/IMG_0109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437510502045816162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes it kind of look like gravel or something.  But it's real good. and just for fun, the flowers my mom and dad sent me today at work.  I felt so special.  Today was the day of love at Div Co. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3YDtzn2r5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/hyxY4CCDvyw/s1600-h/IMG_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 416px; height: 555px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3YDtzn2r5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/hyxY4CCDvyw/s400/IMG_0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437537685582819218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely!  I love my Mom and Dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bitchin&lt;/span&gt;' weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-2162757267966696976?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2162757267966696976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/weekendddd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2162757267966696976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2162757267966696976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/weekendddd.html' title='weekendddd!!!'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3Xp1t0MeSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/mdgvD0x5zUg/s72-c/Still-from-Withnail-and-I-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-385232226314013748</id><published>2010-02-12T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T14:54:35.858-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finally for goodness sake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jelly belly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candy'/><title type='text'>jaybez!</title><content type='html'>My jelly beans came today!!!!  just sayin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-385232226314013748?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/385232226314013748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/jaybez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/385232226314013748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/385232226314013748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/jaybez.html' title='jaybez!'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-8250945735259588561</id><published>2010-02-10T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T18:03:04.831-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chattanooga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><title type='text'>meh live</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a while and my jelly beans STILL aren't here.  I am beginning to believe that I'm not meant to have them at all.  But in the mean time, I guess I can just post some pics of my new stuff with MY NEW CAMERA MY PARENT'S GOT ME!!!  It was a total suprise and I am very glad I have such loving rents.  Anyway, I decided to make this a little bit more about my life in chattanooga and the neat things i see here rather than about celebrity crap.  So here we go!  Get ready to enter my life.  Are you ready?  let's begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3NeyhC5abI/AAAAAAAAAFI/wmtg2InSyMI/s1600-h/IMG_0090.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/_LRToybJHoAM/S3NeyhC5abI/AAAAAAAAAFI/wmtg2InSyMI/s400/IMG_0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436793397123312050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we have my little plants.  I dunno what they are, but I take pretty good care of them.  I have recently discovered my green thumb, and I have a little area outside of our apartment that I can plant in!  I am thinking some veggies?  maybe some flowers?  I dunno yet.  Maybe I'll become a hippie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3NfZVRxnaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qTlhMGoKCEA/s1600-h/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3NfZVRxnaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qTlhMGoKCEA/s400/IMG_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436794063979388322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pleeeeease peep this lamp I have now. I got a pair of them on a straight deal.  The shades are this awesome vintage-looking tannish speckaly paper, and the base is this blown out amber glass.  SO BEAUTIFUL!  They were just one of those things that you see and you have to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3NgvcZDI0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/01V1khdOJQw/s1600-h/IMG_0094.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/_LRToybJHoAM/S3NgvcZDI0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/01V1khdOJQw/s400/IMG_0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436795543357694786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is this not outstanding?  I found them in a thrift store that I found by mistake one night after work.  I felt like it was something that would have been in my grandma's house so I bought them.  I think they are really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3Nia7O4HzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/H6XlRofz2rk/s1600-h/IMG_0096.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/_LRToybJHoAM/S3Nia7O4HzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/H6XlRofz2rk/s400/IMG_0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436797389882531634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty sweet, huh?  I added the third from the left today from a goodwill on hwy 58.  There was a lady in there, possibly homeless?, singing her GUTS out to a whitney houston song proudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3NkF-Ox5ZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/fEkyPt4uTi0/s1600-h/IMG_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3NkF-Ox5ZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/fEkyPt4uTi0/s400/IMG_0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436799228933432722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a FANTASTIC quilt that my grandmother gave me when I moved.  She got it WAY back when around when my mom was born? from some family friends.  It has some of the best pieces of patterns that I have ever seen.  I am absolutely in love with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so that is basically me just taking pictures of my stuff with my new camera.  I made these killer chicken fajitas tonight that I wish I had taken a picture of.  it was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-8250945735259588561?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8250945735259588561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-its-been-while-and-my-jelly-beans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/8250945735259588561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/8250945735259588561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-its-been-while-and-my-jelly-beans.html' title='meh live'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S3NeyhC5abI/AAAAAAAAAFI/wmtg2InSyMI/s72-c/IMG_0090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-723688506330989651</id><published>2010-01-31T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:18:13.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams come true</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fl2.shopmania.org/files/images/7566/jelly-belly-plum%7E7565645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 122px;" src="http://fl2.shopmania.org/files/images/7566/jelly-belly-plum%7E7565645.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that Chris special ordered me my most favorite and rare treat, PLUM JELLY BELLY JELLYBEANS!!!!  They come in the full on variety pack, but you can't get them solo anymore.  I swear to god I go in every single candy shop with that jelly belly sign on the outside hoping i'll come out with those precious beans, but I never find them.  We even tried to order them through Amazon, but they screwed up big tyme and didn't ever send them to me.  I thought I would never get to taste that sweet taste again until today.  Chris told me that they are seasonal, and that they start making them February  1st.  Sign from the universe that this is my power candy.  I plan on eating them til I puke.  26 is gonna RULE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-723688506330989651?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/723688506330989651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/dreams-come-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/723688506330989651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/723688506330989651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/dreams-come-true.html' title='dreams come true'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-7671112246061011125</id><published>2010-01-03T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T14:59:52.255-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dexter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='killer'/><title type='text'>Yes, it's January 3rd</title><content type='html'>And I haven't left the house since new years eve evening. Do I feel pathetic? Only slightly. While I have been home and not at work, I have done nothing but watch TV, shower daily (thank you very much), and eat. Oh yes... one more thing... SEASON 3 OF DEXTER! I didn't want to like this season because it seemed so boring the first five episodes, but DUDE this show has picked back up! I watched the first season a while back, loved it. Watched the second season, ehhh. Started watching the third season, and was about to give up til the last few episodes. I can safely say, though, that the acting on this show is completely busted. AND it doesn't&lt;img src="file:///Users/rachelpitt/Desktop/080411_dexter.jpg" alt="" /&gt; help that the Dexter and his sister Deb are really married in real life. Sorrys, but I can't buy the whole sibling relationship when I know in the back of my mind that the two of you are boning off set. It's gross. Anyway, I wish I didn't know what happened on Season 4's last episode, because I know that shit would have blown my mind if I didn't see it coming. Dexter mixes my two favorite things - forensics and tha drama. I just wish someone would give Deb a sandwich. For real. I could keep going, but I think I have made my point. And Jimmy Smits, rep that shit homes.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S0EhR008z_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/didUe-ERGJk/s1600-h/080411_dexter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 322px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S0EhR008z_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/didUe-ERGJk/s400/080411_dexter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422652016453013490" 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/8465969151990040892-7671112246061011125?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7671112246061011125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/yes-its-january-3rd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7671112246061011125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7671112246061011125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/yes-its-january-3rd.html' title='Yes, it&apos;s January 3rd'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S0EhR008z_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/didUe-ERGJk/s72-c/080411_dexter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-2076494624397756468</id><published>2009-12-31T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T14:21:23.169-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guidos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mtv'/><title type='text'>i know this is a little late at this point,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dailyworldbuzz.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/Jersey-Shore-MTV-Casts-500x333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://www.dailyworldbuzz.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/Jersey-Shore-MTV-Casts-500x333.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I LOVE THE JERSEY SHORE SO MUCH!  This show has rekindled my love for MTV.  Are these people even real?  I sure hope so, because they make me feel like much less of a failure in general.  I don't understand how this is even acceptable. How many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;STDs&lt;/span&gt; do you think this group has collectively had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get a little bit more specific and discuss the angel known as "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Snookie&lt;/span&gt;."  She is like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;oompa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;loompa&lt;/span&gt; made it with a real housewife of new jersey and created a miracle little orange creature. And this girl got straight up punched right in the face by a dude at a bar cause he took her shot and she got up in his grill.  MTV probably aired that clip on commercials a zillion times, but then decided to cut it out of the actual episode?!  I don't understand why, and it really bummed me out cause she gets POPPED so hard. Do yourself a favor and watch this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SMbi3vY-UuQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SMbi3vY-UuQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's disturbing the first few times you watch it, but give it a chance.  i mean, she IS okay, so it isn't that bad.  Anyway, she for real got cracked on.  I should probably get out more considering how many times I have seen this clip.  guhhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-2076494624397756468?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2076494624397756468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-know-this-is-little-late-at-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2076494624397756468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2076494624397756468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-know-this-is-little-late-at-this.html' title='i know this is a little late at this point,'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-1356102868689642980</id><published>2009-12-31T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:38:29.094-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>i'm baaaaaack!</title><content type='html'>Hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt;.  It's been a minute, right?  Well, since my last entry on Tom Cruise's jacked up teeth, I have moved twice basically and live in Chattanooga now.  I have no friends and a shitty job, but at least I don't live in Antioch!!!  Anyway, in celebration of the New Year and my big move, I am bringing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bloggin&lt;/span&gt; back.  That's right, I am really committed this time to making my blog work it.  I have big plans for you, pecan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;.  So buckle up, cause things are about to get real trashy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-1356102868689642980?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1356102868689642980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-baaaaaack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/1356102868689642980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/1356102868689642980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-baaaaaack.html' title='i&apos;m baaaaaack!'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-3159604474853074021</id><published>2009-10-02T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:32:30.533-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teef'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tom cruise'/><title type='text'>wazzup witcha teef?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ecorazzi.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/cruise_lead_narrowweb__300x4260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 426px;" src="http://www.ecorazzi.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/cruise_lead_narrowweb__300x4260.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;take a minute to inspect tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cruise's&lt;/span&gt; teeth in the above picture.  do you notice anything strange?  oh, i dunno, maybe that his teeth are completely off center?  its like someone straight up jammed a tooth all up in the middle of his gums.  this has bothered me for SO long.  i mean, can't he afford new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lumineers&lt;/span&gt; for goodness sake?  get it together &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tommy&lt;/span&gt; girl.  divas gotta take care of their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;teefs&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/8465969151990040892-3159604474853074021?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3159604474853074021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/wazzup-witcha-teef.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/3159604474853074021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/3159604474853074021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/wazzup-witcha-teef.html' title='wazzup witcha teef?'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-2272530685208096133</id><published>2009-09-15T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:24:57.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patrick swayze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baller'/><title type='text'>I know it is a little late to say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/3100000/Patrick-Swayze-Johnny-Castle-patrick-swayze-3108859-429-536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 429px; height: 536px;" src="http://images2.fanpop.com/images/photos/3100000/Patrick-Swayze-Johnny-Castle-patrick-swayze-3108859-429-536.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I am really very sad to see Patrick Swayze go.  He was SUCH a genuine and fun person who loved life, and he loved his wife just as much.  Tonight I watched the Barbara Walter's special that aired a while back where he and his wife were interviewed about what he has gone through and how much he wanted to fight his cancer.  It was all very touching.  He had been in love with his wife since he first saw her after taking a dancing class at her mom's studio when he was 18.  They were married for 34 years, which seems unheard of in Hollywood.  They truly seemed to love each other, and I don't even want to think of loosing your soul mate that way.  Patrick Swayze was a totally underrated actor who brought it to EVERY single movie he was in.  Outsiders, Pointbreak, Rodehouse, Ghost, Dirty Dancing, To Wong Foo Thanks For Everything Julie Newmar, Donnie Darko, THE CHIPPENDALES SKIT WITH CHRIS FARLEY ON SNL?!?!?!!?  He was great in everything.  It's like he could take a terrible movie and make it awesome because he really was a talented actor.  So I will really miss you, Patrick Swayze.  I enjoyed you in every movie I saw you in, and I can't say that for many people.  You'll be missed Cowboy.&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/8465969151990040892-2272530685208096133?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2272530685208096133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-know-it-is-little-late-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2272530685208096133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2272530685208096133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-know-it-is-little-late-to-say.html' title='I know it is a little late to say...'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-2316686565946527324</id><published>2009-09-09T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T21:49:09.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiny and toya'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://glennishamorgan.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/tiny-and-toya2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 327px;" src="http://glennishamorgan.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/tiny-and-toya2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend Tiny &amp;amp; Toya came into my life.  I don't know where these two have been, and why I never knew about their show, but I feel like I found my two best dream friends.  Toya is in the yellow on the left; she's Lil Wayne's ex-wife and the mother of his daughter.  Tiny is the one in the pink on the right.  She's T.I.'s fiancee, and she is maybe the most down ass woman I have ever seen in my life.  Put them together and you have ATL's finest bffs, and my spirit soul sisters.  I should hate Tiny because we all know I consider T.I. a fantasy man, but I cannot hate this woman.  Tiny is super awesome and you can tell she is down for her man.  I like that.  and Toya is just a real down ass woman trying to get hers and stay classy.  I like that, too.  They are awesome, basically.  Their show comes on BET.  I suggest you get you some if you wanna keep that independent black woman inside you strong.  I really hope season 2 is on the way, cause this show awakens my soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-2316686565946527324?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2316686565946527324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-weekend-tiny-toya-came-into-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2316686565946527324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2316686565946527324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-weekend-tiny-toya-came-into-my.html' title=''/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-9175925689394267757</id><published>2009-09-03T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:42:42.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex bomb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eli roth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='director'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baller'/><title type='text'>lemme holla at'cha</title><content type='html'>I know, I know.  I'm engaged, but I'M NOT DEAD!  The newest celebrity crush on my long long list is the one and only Eli Roth.  I am fairly certain God made him for me.  I saw Inglorious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Basterds&lt;/span&gt;, and I basically discovered something that was just lying dormant in me all along - a burning love for this beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jewish&lt;/span&gt; man.  He is pretty much the best horror director around.  I mean shit, no one will top Cabin Fever as far as I'm concerned.  He made it for nothing, made sure everyone got paid before him (he is still not seeing any money from it to this day), made Hostel!!!, has a jaw line sculpted by Jesus Christ himself, and the weird humor that makes me weak in the knees.  He is known for being a super nice dude, on top of all that.  I mean, I could go on and on about all the bad ass stuff that is Eli Roth, but I will spare you and just let you look that shit up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; or something.  Let's all take a moment to relish in one of his best cameo's in Cabin Fever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ePaTAnGnk8Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ePaTAnGnk8Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pour this one out for you, Eli.  You seem like you might be a little crazy, and I like that. I leave you with a glimpse into my dreams:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SqCLWtZTtzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/27Nm8nZsdWk/s1600-h/Quentin%2BTarantino%2BFergie%2BCelebrate%2BBirthdays%2BHeHiCGmfS-2l+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SqCLWtZTtzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/27Nm8nZsdWk/s400/Quentin%2BTarantino%2BFergie%2BCelebrate%2BBirthdays%2BHeHiCGmfS-2l+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377451177339500338" 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/8465969151990040892-9175925689394267757?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9175925689394267757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/lemme-holla-atcha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/9175925689394267757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/9175925689394267757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/lemme-holla-atcha.html' title='lemme holla at&apos;cha'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SqCLWtZTtzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/27Nm8nZsdWk/s72-c/Quentin%2BTarantino%2BFergie%2BCelebrate%2BBirthdays%2BHeHiCGmfS-2l+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-2162232121943083558</id><published>2009-09-03T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:04:06.302-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog the bounty hunter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>stating the obvious?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://evilbeetgossip.film.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/dog_bounty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 502px; height: 600px;" src="http://evilbeetgossip.film.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/dog_bounty.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this is old news in 2009, but Dog the Bounty Hunter is such a pimp.  I was kicking it with my mom the other night looking for something to watch on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;, and happened across his show.  So I tuned in and got sucked in immediately.  That dude is f-o-r-r-e-a-l.  He straight up stalks his prey (aka runaway fugitives) and then makes them feel sorry for what they did.  Dog's not happy til they are crying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets do a quick rundown of this prince:  Dog sports a bleached beautiful mane, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dream catcher&lt;/span&gt; earring, native &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;american&lt;/span&gt; arm bands, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BLUETOOTH&lt;/span&gt; EARPIECE, and badge all at the same time.  Do I even need to mention his collection of vests he wears sans shirt on the reg?  didn't think so.   p.s. his wife is so sexy i can't stand it.  I mean, she is working those big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; boobs like they're real.  These two were practically made for each other.  So drink it in, pecan blog babies.  Give in and revel in his glory.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;THA&lt;/span&gt; BOUNTY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HUNTA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-2162232121943083558?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2162232121943083558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/stating-obvious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2162232121943083558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2162232121943083558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/stating-obvious.html' title='stating the obvious?'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-2611427904879051215</id><published>2009-08-26T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:05:22.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tru tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dominick dunn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baller'/><title type='text'>RIP you robot angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SpYFvQynFUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/WZmKDEBu77I/s1600-h/dominick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SpYFvQynFUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/WZmKDEBu77I/s400/dominick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374489514832500034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominick Dunne died today.  He had bladder cancer, and was 83.  This baller had a KILLER show on tru tv (aka my life) called Trial &amp;amp; Arrest where he would tell the story of some kind of intense high profile murder case.  He was a writer, a journalist, and a forreal g.  He did kind of look like a robot sitting at that table narrating his show, but I loved him for that.  I could always depend on him to shoot it to me straight, not to mention he swag was always on.  Those glasses were awesome.  So here's to you, Dominick.  Forensic Friday will never be the same.  This weekend I pour one out for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-2611427904879051215?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2611427904879051215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/rip-you-robot-angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2611427904879051215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2611427904879051215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/rip-you-robot-angel.html' title='RIP you robot angel'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SpYFvQynFUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/WZmKDEBu77I/s72-c/dominick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-7064278205055089422</id><published>2009-08-26T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:59:16.767-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im back'/><title type='text'>long time no blog</title><content type='html'>it's been a while since i updated this thing, mostly because i only have 6 followers and no one really reads it.  Regardless, i am back and i am going to get started again.  Things have been intense in my hood lately, and we are in the process of moving.  that is my excuse for the lack of bliz-ogging.  so i'm back, bitches.  let's turn the hate up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-7064278205055089422?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7064278205055089422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-time-no-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7064278205055089422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7064278205055089422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-time-no-blog.html' title='long time no blog'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-4719911952006765666</id><published>2009-07-29T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T09:50:50.671-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saved by the bell'/><title type='text'>coincidence?  nope</title><content type='html'>This morning I was watching Saved by the Bell as I was getting ready for work, and it was the episode where kelly and zach break up at the costume dance/prom?  and slater and jessie were totally singing "how am i suppose to live without you" in the background!!!  so emotional.  Anyway, I just checked dlisted and THIS IS THE COVER OF PEOPLE MAGAZINE!!!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dlisted.com/files/peopleyesyeeysysys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 445px; height: 587px;" src="http://www.dlisted.com/files/peopleyesyeeysysys.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that is a coincidence.  I think kelly and zach are going to get back together.  fast forward to me hitting the doors at quitting time and snagging this gem off the magazine shelf.  and i am glad screech isn't on the cover.  he is STILL a douche bag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-4719911952006765666?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4719911952006765666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/coincidence-nope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4719911952006765666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4719911952006765666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/coincidence-nope.html' title='coincidence?  nope'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-2675846255727121362</id><published>2009-07-24T21:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T21:38:37.885-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>i wish i had thought of this</title><content type='html'>but i am glad someone did it.  just check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4-94JhLEiN0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4-94JhLEiN0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-2675846255727121362?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2675846255727121362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wish-i-had-thought-of-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2675846255727121362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2675846255727121362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wish-i-had-thought-of-this.html' title='i wish i had thought of this'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-4404297309373009100</id><published>2009-07-17T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:26:18.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pos-t vac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commercial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>is.this.happening.</title><content type='html'>okay, i have gone blog crazy tonight, but this just came on t.v. while i was watching the end of return of the living dead... no joke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FsTjrCTCn8g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FsTjrCTCn8g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually said out loud in my room, alone mind you, "oh my god is this really happening right now???"  i hope i'm not alone on this one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-4404297309373009100?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4404297309373009100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/isthishappening.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4404297309373009100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4404297309373009100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/isthishappening.html' title='is.this.happening.'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-7053478866919782820</id><published>2009-07-17T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:18:49.663-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hormones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional meltdown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='16 and pregnant'/><title type='text'>are you super bored and hormonal too?</title><content type='html'>then just go ahead and watch the episode of 16 and pregnant where catelynn gives up her little girl for adoption.  i don't even wanna go into it because i am too busy reevaluating everything about my life right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/videos/16-and-pregnant-ep6-catelynn/1615511/playlist.jhtml"&gt;http://www.mtv.com/videos/16-and-pregnant-ep6-catelynn/1615511/playlist.jhtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-7053478866919782820?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7053478866919782820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7053478866919782820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7053478866919782820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='are you super bored and hormonal too?'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-446104295549852417</id><published>2009-07-17T21:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:07:09.654-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='commercial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the money you could be saving with geico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>tell me whoooooz watchin'</title><content type='html'>So, I am basically obsessed with "The Money You Could Be Saving If  You Switched To &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geico&lt;/span&gt;" commercials.  I dunno why, but every single time the commercial comes on I laugh/jam to the song.  I mean, just watch the guy's face at the end after he sees that it's the money he could be saving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SkGTtBlW458&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SkGTtBlW458&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it.  But the best one is the guy on the airplane that looks like a jilted lover when he sees that money staring him down from across the isle.  I WISH I could have found it, but if you ever find yourself watching and it happens to come on, give it a chance.  You'll love it too, or else we need to reevaluate our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, during my search for said commercial, I came across one of my FAVORITE commercial from back in the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lomy7xAVDKE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lomy7xAVDKE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Geico&lt;/span&gt; have some kind of commercial genius working for them or something???  Or am I so out of touch that I am finding things hilarious that I have no business laughing at?  I wish more than anything that Tiny House was a real show.  I would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tivo&lt;/span&gt; the hell out of it.  I mean, it could work!!!  whatever, it's funny and I could look up geico commercial all day.  leave me alone about it.  I'll just leave you with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zMGjc-VM7_M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zMGjc-VM7_M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-446104295549852417?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/446104295549852417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/tell-me-whoooooz-watchin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/446104295549852417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/446104295549852417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/tell-me-whoooooz-watchin.html' title='tell me whoooooz watchin&apos;'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-6671037974223616259</id><published>2009-07-11T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T21:03:04.170-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tru tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='floral print'/><title type='text'>do florals make you look thinner?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/241/517233336_dc1f345835.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/241/517233336_dc1f345835.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to get more floral prints into my life.  I am toying with the idea of getting some patterns, but it has been FOREVER since I have had any pattern experience.  I need someone to show me?  Anyway, I always come across really tight material and I immediately get bummed cause I don't even know how to make something basic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also need to admit that i am watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chelsea&lt;/span&gt; lately right now, and i am not proud of that, but she can be kind of funny sometimes.  it's kind of like watching a drunk aunt or something.  anyway, they just showed a commercial on where to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chelsea&lt;/span&gt; lately merchandise?!  what?  who is seriously sporting some CL swag?  obviously a slow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; night.  gonna go watch some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tru&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-6671037974223616259?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6671037974223616259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-florals-make-you-look-thinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/6671037974223616259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/6671037974223616259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-florals-make-you-look-thinner.html' title='do florals make you look thinner?'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-1772595437448105327</id><published>2009-07-10T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:13:20.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY</title><content type='html'>Here is what is happening:  ENTOURAGE premier (i bet it kind of sucks... but i hope it's good)/TRUE BLOOD/Daisy of Love is back!!!!!  two days.  i am such a freak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-1772595437448105327?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1772595437448105327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-sunday-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/1772595437448105327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/1772595437448105327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-sunday-sunday.html' title='SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-5467536737391551559</id><published>2009-07-10T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:11:53.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fattie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delicious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peaches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peanut butter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>simply dilicous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/Slf8oMFUEVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xKbp2q7kJ_I/s1600-h/peach3+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/Slf8oMFUEVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xKbp2q7kJ_I/s400/peach3+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357028049148973394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the other day I made myself a couple of peanut butter folded over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sammies&lt;/span&gt; (extra crunch cause I gotta grind as hard as possible these days) and cut up a peach.  it was so good that I am now blogging about it.  I don't know what it is, but peaches are taking my summer to new heights of awesome.  add a peanut butter sandwich to that and you have a meal i call f-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tas&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tay&lt;/span&gt;.  I suggest you pair the two for yourself and see what I mean.  on a side note - it is almost impossible to find a picture of a peanut butter sandwich that isn't disgusting looking.  anyway, I am also interested in trying peanut butter and bacon.  I was told  about this fabled sandwich, and it was described as outrageous good.  I watched a special on bacon the other night on food network, and obvs it got me thinking!!!  I bet it's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, my thighs are telling me no, but my stomach is insisting that I have one of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.girlscoutsmpls.org/programs/documents/dq/2009%20Girl%20Scout%20Jpg%20Images/GS_Tagalongs-22x28-CMYK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 383px;" src="http://www.girlscoutsmpls.org/programs/documents/dq/2009%20Girl%20Scout%20Jpg%20Images/GS_Tagalongs-22x28-CMYK.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;WOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW&lt;/span&gt;.  Every year I tell myself, just one box, Rachel.  Be strong.  So I hide &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tagalongs&lt;/span&gt; in the house so I won't eat them all in one sitting, but I feel like such a secret &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fattie&lt;/span&gt; for it.  So secrets out- This is my favorite cookie of all time and I don't even know what to do with this new masterpiece.  I feel like it might send me into a coma cause it is gonna be so good?  also on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sidenote&lt;/span&gt;, I seriously thought these cookies were called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;talladegas&lt;/span&gt; til I was like, 14?  15 even?  I actually referred to them as such, and got cold busted by my mom who was all, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;uhh&lt;/span&gt; it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tagalongs&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;rach&lt;/span&gt;."  all I heard was, "did i give birth to a re re?"  I mean, how does one even come up with something like that??  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;talladegas&lt;/span&gt;?  yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are reading this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Brynney&lt;/span&gt; - I am sorry girl.  I think about you every time i taste peanut butter, and I enjoy it double for the both of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-5467536737391551559?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5467536737391551559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/simply-dilicous.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/5467536737391551559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/5467536737391551559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/simply-dilicous.html' title='simply dilicous'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/Slf8oMFUEVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xKbp2q7kJ_I/s72-c/peach3+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-3317748944951295758</id><published>2009-07-10T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:21:14.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nashville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local honey'/><title type='text'>go on girl!</title><content type='html'>check out local honey's blog.  shea has a badass shop here in nashville, and she also gets her fashion blog on.  my orange antique mall dress on it from last night.  obviously she has great taste:)  love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.localhoneynashville.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.localhoneynashville.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-3317748944951295758?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3317748944951295758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/go-on-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/3317748944951295758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/3317748944951295758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/go-on-girl.html' title='go on girl!'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-5051286462282220000</id><published>2009-07-10T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T13:55:30.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary face'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joe jackson'/><title type='text'>oh hell no</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yvetteuk.com/images/JoeJackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 576px;" src="http://www.yvetteuk.com/images/JoeJackson.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, TODAY i came across a beautiful picture of joe jackson, and melted.  That girl on the left is yevette.  She's British and she has some blog of her and pictures with celebrities... although i don't know how reputable that site is... seeing as how it is claming this midnight stallion is a celebrity.  Come on!  His FACE IS SO SCARY!!!  And he looks like he would stain you if he touched you.   I just don't understand how so many strange alien people come from this one family.  Anyway, just thought I would share so you too could share my nightmare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-5051286462282220000?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5051286462282220000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-hell-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/5051286462282220000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/5051286462282220000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-hell-no.html' title='oh hell no'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-1262973140605814912</id><published>2009-07-09T15:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T15:41:01.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock of love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courtney love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brett michaels'/><title type='text'>you tell me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SlZwf-h3MHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2UOkcG3w-_I/s1600-h/wenn2285460+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SlZwf-h3MHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2UOkcG3w-_I/s400/wenn2285460+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356592501467066482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the difference here?  Because when I saw this picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;courtney&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;love's&lt;/span&gt; broke down ass today I seriously seriously seriously thought it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bret&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;michaels&lt;/span&gt; of poison AND rock of love fame.  COME ON, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;courtney&lt;/span&gt;.  You are really struggling, girl.  and you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; looking too awesome yourself, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bretty&lt;/span&gt;.  we all know your bald, so you can take that damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bandanna&lt;/span&gt; and wig made from old barbie dolls hair off now.  if you just look at him in the face, he kind of looks like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;jon&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jon&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;kate&lt;/span&gt; +8.  you know, sad and bloated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-1262973140605814912?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1262973140605814912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-tell-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/1262973140605814912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/1262973140605814912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-tell-me.html' title='you tell me.'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SlZwf-h3MHI/AAAAAAAAAEU/2UOkcG3w-_I/s72-c/wenn2285460+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-2298560884598439617</id><published>2009-07-04T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T11:36:09.021-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donald faison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEAN MAN?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img1.tvloop.com/img/showpics/c5/5b/l33d03de50000_2_22919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://img1.tvloop.com/img/showpics/c5/5b/l33d03de50000_2_22919.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, the fourth of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;july&lt;/span&gt; is the day no one can judge you for anything.  it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unamerican&lt;/span&gt;.  that being said, today i declare my love for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;donald&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;faison&lt;/span&gt;.  he is on scrubs (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; judge), and he probably kicks it with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;zach&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;braff&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; judge!!).  i seriously watch the show just to see him.  he is the best lines, and the best timing.  he ALWAYS makes me laugh, even when the end gets all dumb and fluffy and makes you think about your own behaviors.  i turn the channel right about then.  but for twenty minutes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;donny&lt;/span&gt; don is running it.  and are you forgetting that he played MURRAY IN CLUELESS?!?!?!  "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;gimmie&lt;/span&gt; five &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;dollahs&lt;/span&gt;."  anytime, don.  anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's to grills, fireworks, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;donald&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;faison&lt;/span&gt;.  go listen to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Webbie&lt;/span&gt; feat. Trina "Independent Remix" and remember that all the bad bitch independent girls would be nothing without that declaration of awesomeness.  GOD BLESS THE USA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-2298560884598439617?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2298560884598439617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-n-d-e-p-e-n-d-e-n-t-do-you-know-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2298560884598439617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2298560884598439617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-n-d-e-p-e-n-d-e-n-t-do-you-know-what.html' title='I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEAN MAN?'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-5258535284828871821</id><published>2009-07-01T09:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T09:41:32.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweetness'/><title type='text'>half empty?</title><content type='html'>Well, the year is officially half over.  Can't say I am too sorry to see half of 2009 go, cause it's been a ballbuster of a year thus far, but today is my one year anniversary with cd2 and he sent me some flowers at work.   The girls at work probably just think I sent them to myself to try and prove I really do have a boyfriend.  Anyway - today is going well and I hope this means that the rest of the year will also be kickass.  So here's to you, 2009- your half over and I need a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: this means we are 2 1/2 years away from the end of 2012 a.k.a. end of times.  I HOPE WE MAKE IT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-5258535284828871821?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5258535284828871821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/half-empty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/5258535284828871821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/5258535284828871821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/half-empty.html' title='half empty?'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-6075792521352772508</id><published>2009-06-30T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T17:22:15.002-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cesar millan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog whisperer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad ass'/><title type='text'>PSSSSTT!!!!</title><content type='html'>I haven't been updating the way I should.  Don't judge - it just seems like no one even reads these shits.  Regardless, I need to document my newest obsession... DOG WHISPERER.  oh.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;muh&lt;/span&gt;.  god.  just look at this unstoppable diva -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dasgamer.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/cesar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://www.dasgamer.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/cesar.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, is this man even real?  I am pretty sure he is a demon, cause this fool straight up talks with pups.  Cesar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Millan&lt;/span&gt; is his name, and making bad dogs his tricks is his game.  He preaches strong energy to control your wild beasts.  I like where his head is.  He does this little noise and puts those jerks in line... and I am currently convinced it is witchcraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WISH I had him around when our dog thought it was cool to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wiz&lt;/span&gt; on everything... and I do mean everything.  Also, that doggie had bone aggression.  Not cool, so he lives with a much more patient woman now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress - Cesar is a pimp.  Check out this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vid&lt;/span&gt;.  I mainly chose this due to the dog's name, and his owners' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;enthusiasm&lt;/span&gt; for the breed.  Just watch Cesar show these crazies and their dog who's boss.  And where can I get her shirt?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uZD_p1trwYM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uZD_p1trwYM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-6075792521352772508?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6075792521352772508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/psssstt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/6075792521352772508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/6075792521352772508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/psssstt.html' title='PSSSSTT!!!!'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-3806490690351719299</id><published>2009-06-26T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:53:00.779-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hamilton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad ass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terminator'/><title type='text'>doin it real big</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SkWleVhTj2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/XSnjolaFQkw/s1600-h/terminator22+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SkWleVhTj2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/XSnjolaFQkw/s400/terminator22+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351865672791199586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Terminator for the first time right now.  Real time bloggin ya'll.  This movie is taking it there in every way possible.  If I saw this for the first time in a theater with out knowing anything about it - i would be FREAKING OUT!  I mean seriously - what would you do if you knew a terminator with no eyebrows was trying to pop your ass and some other homeless looking dude was all "come with me if you want to live"!?!?!  what.would.you.do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;linda hamilton is also doing it REAL REAL big with that poodle hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.movieactors.com/freezeframes5/Terminator9.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 154px;" src="http://www.movieactors.com/freezeframes5/Terminator9.jpeg" alt="" 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/8465969151990040892-3806490690351719299?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3806490690351719299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/doin-it-real-big.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/3806490690351719299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/3806490690351719299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/doin-it-real-big.html' title='doin it real big'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SkWleVhTj2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/XSnjolaFQkw/s72-c/terminator22+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-772457634412158722</id><published>2009-06-25T17:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T18:05:55.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freaky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>you're in heaven now, sweet angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.virginmedia.com/images/michaeljackson-gal-before.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.virginmedia.com/images/michaeljackson-gal-before.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's old news at this point (a whole two hours after I found out), but I am not going to let this day go by without saying my piece about the death of the King of Pop, Michael Jackson.  Sure, he was a weirdo who might have bad touched a few kids and fed them some delicious Jesus Juice while they were riding his pet giraffe/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ferris&lt;/span&gt; wheel, but Michael had his reasons for being a freaky freaky dude.  I mean, his dad probably touched him too, and for sure abused the hell out of him.  I mean, the Jackson 5 were basically the original &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Menudo&lt;/span&gt;.  There is a fine line between child labor and entertainment, people.  And the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jacksons&lt;/span&gt; were Jehovah Witnesses for goodness sakes!!!  Poor M.J. couldn't even celebrate his birthday so he had to take it to another level when he got grown.  But I digress... I always had love for Michael, even during the later questionable years.  The soft spoken shy boy with the world's worst case of arrested development.  You had too many jams for me to have hate.  JUST TRY TO DENY THRILLER/BAD/BEAT IT/ROCK WITH YOU/MAN IN THE MIRROR/BILLY JEAN!  I dare you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in Peace, Michael Jackson.  I console myself knowing you and bubbles are finally together again in that Neverland Ranch in the sky wearing matching outfits.  Gone but not forgotten.  I leave you with this.   Shaaamone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Z-88QcM0sA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Z-88QcM0sA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-772457634412158722?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/772457634412158722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/youre-in-heaven-now-sweet-angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/772457634412158722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/772457634412158722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/youre-in-heaven-now-sweet-angel.html' title='you&apos;re in heaven now, sweet angel'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-389842680442258262</id><published>2009-06-24T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T13:04:40.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spokenword'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subway'/><title type='text'>whhaaaaaaaatt?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l8MtsBxIg1A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l8MtsBxIg1A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this supposed to be funny?  Cause I laughed real hard at around 11:45 last night when this came on the t.v.  Just wait for the third person (a.k.a. most awesome black dude of all times) to come on.  I mean, spoken word is really ridiculous anyway, but as a subway commercial?!?  do they mean for this to be hilarious?  I dunno.  Either way, good job on this commercial, Subway.  I will be frequenting your establishment to eat my feelings more now with your Spicy Italian cause that tuscan chicken melt looks broke off as hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-389842680442258262?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/389842680442258262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/whhaaaaaaaatt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/389842680442258262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/389842680442258262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/whhaaaaaaaatt.html' title='whhaaaaaaaatt?'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-7137223693588172714</id><published>2009-06-21T20:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:50:07.450-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shelly duvall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hottie'/><title type='text'>there's a shero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fawngehweiler.com/blog/uploaded_images/shelley5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 533px;" src="http://www.fawngehweiler.com/blog/uploaded_images/shelley5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shelly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Duvall&lt;/span&gt;, you got it girl.  I just feel like she is an ultimate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hottie&lt;/span&gt;, and she knows it.  I mean, did you see her in Brewster &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;McCloud&lt;/span&gt;????  You wanted to be her.  I don't care who you are, you wanted to be her.  Anyway - this one's for you, girl.  Do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tha&lt;/span&gt; damn thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I7PtFeQKKw/SRY3c8HofMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/4JeGf6_6ot4/s400/brewster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I7PtFeQKKw/SRY3c8HofMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/4JeGf6_6ot4/s400/brewster.jpg" alt="" 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/8465969151990040892-7137223693588172714?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7137223693588172714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/theres-shero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7137223693588172714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7137223693588172714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/theres-shero.html' title='there&apos;s a shero'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I7PtFeQKKw/SRY3c8HofMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/4JeGf6_6ot4/s72-c/brewster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-1896825082080148741</id><published>2009-06-21T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T07:00:53.917-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blu ray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='willy wonka and the chocolate factory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>STOP THE PRESSES!</title><content type='html'>THIS JUST IN!!!  WILLY WONKA AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY GOT A BLU RAY RELEASE DATE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know, it is a little bit nerd herd of me to get psyched for something like that, but it is my favorite movie ever and I have been waiting for this day since I got Chris the damned player.  It is going to look so fing sweet - and look the best it has ever looked ever ever.  true fact.  Quick shout out to Thommy Odell who I lypsynched/coreographed the shit out of "I've Got A Golden Ticket" with in the search for the stars talent competition - Beech High School 2001 - 2nd place winners what what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there will be a ceremonial dinner of wonka related delicacies prepared, so now my goal is to find buttercup tea cups and giant gummybears before August 20th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-1896825082080148741?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1896825082080148741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/stop-presses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/1896825082080148741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/1896825082080148741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/stop-presses.html' title='STOP THE PRESSES!'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-5172955108365852390</id><published>2009-06-21T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T17:33:22.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad ass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventureland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lake winnie'/><title type='text'>yes, you heard me right... a permanent carnival!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/32/37825427_f2f84649bf.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/32/37825427_f2f84649bf.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this weekend me and Chris went to Chattanooga for his birthday.  On Saturday, we went to Lake Winnepesaukah... and well, it was heaven.  It is like a carnival that is open from mid april til the fall, and it is maybe the best place on earth.  If you have seen the movie Adventureland, then you are pretty much familiar with what this place has to offer.  It has rollercoasters, haunted houses, bumper cars, every kind of ride that makes you wanna puke, paddle boats, swings, god i could keep going, but I won't cause I know your eyes are just filling with tears knowing you arn't there right now.   We road everything... but after the rollercoaster and the ride that spins you every way til you can't hold your head up anymore (for real), I felt like puking PLUS  it was 98 degrees outside (shout out to the band 98 degrees... ya'll still doin tha damn thing!!!).  Anyway, it was awesome.  and Pierrette, the corndogs are UNBELIEVABLE.  Next chance I think we need to make a roadtrip!  And yes, the above picture really is Lake Winnie.  When I die, scatter my ashes on the killer ride Matterhorn.  kthanx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-5172955108365852390?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5172955108365852390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/yes-you-heard-me-right-permanent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/5172955108365852390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/5172955108365852390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/yes-you-heard-me-right-permanent.html' title='yes, you heard me right... a permanent carnival!!!'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-6343742560793130625</id><published>2009-06-16T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:18:34.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad ass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marky mark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funky bunch'/><title type='text'>FEEL IT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/Sjh8QkzgwUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HDJYpwqWfSs/s1600-h/b0012379_488d3b8ae8f32+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/Sjh8QkzgwUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HDJYpwqWfSs/s400/b0012379_488d3b8ae8f32+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348161181701947714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;who said the 90's sucked?  as far as I am concerned, YOU ARE AND WILL ALWAYS BE MARKY MARK, k??????  from his pants to dude next to him's weiner pat, i think we found my new desktop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-6343742560793130625?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6343742560793130625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/feel-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/6343742560793130625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/6343742560793130625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/feel-it.html' title='FEEL IT!!!'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/Sjh8QkzgwUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/HDJYpwqWfSs/s72-c/b0012379_488d3b8ae8f32+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-6954954509254055173</id><published>2009-06-16T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:53:18.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jada pinkett smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barf'/><title type='text'>Queen Latifa Called...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tvjab.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/jada-pinkett-395x298-actress-singergallery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 298px;" src="http://www.tvjab.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/jada-pinkett-395x298-actress-singergallery.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wants her butch back.  I cannot stand Jada Pinkett Smith.  She looks like she probably likes to play a lot of softball.  i saw a picture of her sticking her tongue out like she was going to flick tongue will smith on dlisted today and almost barfed at work.  so get out of here, jada.  no one is gonna watch your new show on tnt, or whatever station was desperate enough to give your own series.  blaaakkkkk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-6954954509254055173?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6954954509254055173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/queen-latifa-called.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/6954954509254055173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/6954954509254055173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/queen-latifa-called.html' title='Queen Latifa Called...'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-1958928985409605681</id><published>2009-06-15T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:08:47.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad ass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car talk'/><title type='text'>staturday morning fevah/do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gpb.org/files/national/carTalk_main_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 310px;" src="http://www.gpb.org/files/national/carTalk_main_image.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh also, my saturday mornings are totally ruled by "Car Talk" on NPR.  LOVE it.  It makes the drive to h-e-double hockey sticks an easier pill to swallow. These guys have a really awesome attitude, and i like setting the pace with shit like that.  So go on, girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I just watched the Colbert Report, and Austin Goolsbee was on there talking about how he and Obama are just trying to ball in the USA.  check it out: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Austan_Goolsbee"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Austan_Goolsbee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, he is in the SKULL &amp;amp; BONES SECRET SOCIETY Y'ALLLLL!!!!!!!  so so badass.  wish i could get in :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also p.p.s. - there are like, two different versions of the soup on now?  web soup?  tosh.o?  WTF??  no one gwanna top the soup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-1958928985409605681?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1958928985409605681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/staturday-morning-fevah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/1958928985409605681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/1958928985409605681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/staturday-morning-fevah.html' title='staturday morning fevah/do'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-8922912318021716458</id><published>2009-06-15T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T17:19:41.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='antique roadshow'/><title type='text'>treazurez</title><content type='html'>Usually I totally hate to watch anyone get rich quick... especially when I don't get a cut, but antiques roadshow is my jam.  I LOVE LOVE LOVE seeing people's faces when they tell them they hit it big, and I love it even more when the cocky douches who think their junk is gonna make them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ballers&lt;/span&gt; only to find out it isn't worth SQUAT.  This is like reality television for thrift store junkies (guilty!).  LOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watch this shit.  I totally cried like the PMS ridden girl girl girl that I am when I watched this little old man get his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blankie&lt;/span&gt; appraised for the first time.  It is the perfect case of hoping for the best, expecting the worst, probably deserving the best, and well, JUST WATCH AND DIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wlkYn39i4Fw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wlkYn39i4Fw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-8922912318021716458?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8922912318021716458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/treazurez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/8922912318021716458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/8922912318021716458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/treazurez.html' title='treazurez'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-3110092515272441754</id><published>2009-06-14T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T17:05:49.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joel mchale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best show ever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk soup'/><title type='text'>stating the obvs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SjbhD8i4ejI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Nf9WpjTR_Ys/s1600-h/mchalelou_l_2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SjbhD8i4ejI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Nf9WpjTR_Ys/s400/mchalelou_l_2+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347709065457334834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know this is totally old news, but every time I watch The Soup on E!, I fall in love with Joel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McHale&lt;/span&gt; a little more.  I used to be totally obsessed with Talk Soup with John Henson was the host, and then it went downhill fast when Hal M-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fing&lt;/span&gt; Sparks got a hold of the show.  Anyway - Joel is the phoenix rising from those ashes with Talk Soup, and made it relevant again - thank god.  The key to my heart is a funny guy, and well, let's just say the door is open, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;joel&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-3110092515272441754?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3110092515272441754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/stating-obvs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/3110092515272441754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/3110092515272441754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/stating-obvs.html' title='stating the obvs'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SjbhD8i4ejI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Nf9WpjTR_Ys/s72-c/mchalelou_l_2+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-1023252886541760678</id><published>2009-06-12T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T21:32:42.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendra wilkinson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daisy of love'/><title type='text'>teevee</title><content type='html'>btdubs,&lt;br /&gt;why is there no good reality television on now besides daisy of love (which is kind of boring on the real), and kendra?  cause nothing else is taking me there.  take my trash television, take my life.  am i going to have to start doing posts about pat sajak on wheel of fortune?  i gotta get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-1023252886541760678?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1023252886541760678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/teevee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/1023252886541760678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/1023252886541760678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/teevee.html' title='teevee'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-7725705584887929716</id><published>2009-06-12T21:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T21:30:44.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yorkie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love'/><title type='text'>tryin to scorkie a yorkie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mydogbreed.com/images/yorkie-health.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 492px;" src="http://www.mydogbreed.com/images/yorkie-health.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just tryin to get one of these guys in my life right now.  Chris's parent's have three of them.  They used to breed them kindof... of course they stop when I want to get at one.  We USED to have a seven year old boy who peed on everything... he isn't with us now for that sad reason.  But we have a hole in my hearts now and it needs fillin!!!  New life mission, get a pup.  Oh, what?  you wanted to know what I was going to name the lil fella?  probs jellybean.  jelly for short?  there is no love like dog love, and i am seriously considering investing my entire tax return in this creature.  just TRY to look at that face above and not weep.  try it.   BOOYAH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-7725705584887929716?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7725705584887929716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/tryin-to-scorkie-yorkie.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7725705584887929716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7725705584887929716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/tryin-to-scorkie-yorkie.html' title='tryin to scorkie a yorkie'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-1752892924550709150</id><published>2009-06-12T10:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T10:58:19.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='billy joel'/><title type='text'>Do Yourself A Favor</title><content type='html'>And just close your eyes and jam this song til you cry!  Maybe it's the horomones, or maybe it's just the fact that it's a total jam, but billy is taking it there today.  I feel like I should be watching Freaks and Geeks.&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/K-F2dRo2yEo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K-F2dRo2yEo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-1752892924550709150?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1752892924550709150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-yourself-favor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/1752892924550709150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/1752892924550709150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-yourself-favor.html' title='Do Yourself A Favor'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-4560542816395314208</id><published>2009-06-09T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T18:40:57.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delicious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graham crackers'/><title type='text'>no really, that's how much i love them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://www.naturesflavors.com/images/graham_crackers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 179px;" src="https://www.naturesflavors.com/images/graham_crackers.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a post simply to say that Graham Crackers are delicious.  I could eat an entire sleeve of them and not feel bad because they are so good.  And SMORES???  Don't even get me started.  Who wants to have a bonfire and get the cookout/par-tay started?  I'm trying to get my feast on, and no one in this town knows how to have a good time anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-4560542816395314208?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4560542816395314208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-really-thats-how-much-i-love-them.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4560542816395314208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4560542816395314208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-really-thats-how-much-i-love-them.html' title='no really, that&apos;s how much i love them'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-5921344909111979702</id><published>2009-06-08T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:18:44.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lil thuggy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baller'/><title type='text'>Say it to my motha f-in face!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eTosQerWBzU&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;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/eTosQerWBzU&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this girl not my new best friend?  Seriously, she is here to do work!  If you got a problem, hit her up on her myspace.  Also - it sounds like she might have a head cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-5921344909111979702?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5921344909111979702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/say-it-to-my-motha-f-in-face.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/5921344909111979702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/5921344909111979702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/say-it-to-my-motha-f-in-face.html' title='Say it to my motha f-in face!'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-555930403260078454</id><published>2009-06-07T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T15:53:13.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trouble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='las vegas'/><title type='text'>vaca vaca vaca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.billetkontoret.dk/presse/presseusa/Las%20Vegas%20showgirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 423px; height: 641px;" src="http://www.billetkontoret.dk/presse/presseusa/Las%20Vegas%20showgirls.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a VACATION so f-ing bad.  I just saw the hangover last night, and it made me wanna get nuts in sin city.  Times like these make me wish I had girlfriends who wanted to cross state lines and PARTY it up with me, seeing as how getting absolutely nuts isn't really what Chris considers a good time.  I dunno what it is about Vegas, but I love love love it.  I would live there if I was ballin enough.  Anyone wanna sponsor a trip for me?  I swear it will be worth your hard earned cash.  We can have some drinks, win some cash, catch a show, have more drinks, make bad decisions... COME ON!  it would be sick - like, exactly like the movie Showgirls.  AWESOME!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-555930403260078454?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/555930403260078454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/vaca-vaca-vaca.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/555930403260078454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/555930403260078454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/vaca-vaca-vaca.html' title='vaca vaca vaca'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-6711500579495384504</id><published>2009-06-03T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:35:27.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hitchcock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Too Hot To Handle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edith Head'/><title type='text'>edith head gave good costume!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.debutanteclothing.com/news/images/edithheadalfredhitchock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 399px;" src="http://www.debutanteclothing.com/news/images/edithheadalfredhitchock.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gahh&lt;/span&gt;.  Edith head is such an obsession.  Because Chris's whole life revolves around movies, I have had the pleasure of getting to know this beaut of a lady.   I mean, seriously y'all.  Just wiki this woman, and you will be like shut up!!   The list of actresses she designed for and Oscars she was nominated for is sick.  Hitchcock used her all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;time for&lt;/span&gt; costume &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;design&lt;/span&gt; cause she is so so fly classic and chic it isn't even funny.  I may not have the best threads or know everything there is to know about fashion, but I know that Edith Head's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stylee&lt;/span&gt; is tight as a mug and I would give anything to have just one dress from her.  love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. check out tight ass black dude in background.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-6711500579495384504?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6711500579495384504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/edith-head-gave-good-costume.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/6711500579495384504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/6711500579495384504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/edith-head-gave-good-costume.html' title='edith head gave good costume!'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-8087808893686976386</id><published>2009-06-02T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:04:06.603-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kendra wilkinson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls next door'/><title type='text'>possible bff?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload-gdc.mtv.com/onair/celebrity_rap_stars/meet_the_cast/crs_ep101_kendra_281x211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 211px;" src="http://upload-gdc.mtv.com/onair/celebrity_rap_stars/meet_the_cast/crs_ep101_kendra_281x211.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED to be bff with Kendra Wilkinson.  I would watch Girls Next Door just to see her act insane.  Her laugh is questionable, but I can deal with it if she would just let me ghost ride the whip with her (which she actually did on the show!!!).  She seems down for just about anything.  I feel like we could channel our inner strong independent black females together.  Have you seen her dance?   She totally practices her pop and/or lock in front of the mirror just like me.  So awesome.  Girl got a new show coming on E!, and I am positive it will be nothing but class class class. After I am done with this I am seriously going to set my dvr to record that mess.  I will conclude with a picture of exactly what it would look like if me and kendra were chilling out a smoking a j after a sweet game of b-ball.  Thanks for keeping it real, Kendra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SiX0JMAldgI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ej60WBWDOFE/s1600-h/b-Kendra-Wilkinson-404a90b867cb+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SiX0JMAldgI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ej60WBWDOFE/s400/b-Kendra-Wilkinson-404a90b867cb+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342944971624642050" 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/8465969151990040892-8087808893686976386?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8087808893686976386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/possible-bff.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/8087808893686976386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/8087808893686976386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/possible-bff.html' title='possible bff?'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SiX0JMAldgI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ej60WBWDOFE/s72-c/b-Kendra-Wilkinson-404a90b867cb+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-2785351247483130533</id><published>2009-06-02T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:32:45.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crocodile mile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad ass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bruises'/><title type='text'>can we make this happen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2PQH741svy4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2PQH741svy4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid, this was what got me out of bed in the morning.  I stayed at my grandparent's house a ton, and I am pretty sure Crocodile Mile how my grandma got shit done during the day.  She would send me and my bro and/or cousin outside and tell us to go wild.  I would get it on and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;poppin&lt;/span&gt; in the back yard with this mess.  But any of you who know Crocodile Mile also know it's joys do not come without consequence.  If you happen to lay that slide on top of a rock, you can bet you are gonna be bruised that night.  NOTHING hurt more than nailing your shin just right on what may as well have been a boulder.  But I digress - Crocodile Mile ruled.  deal with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-2785351247483130533?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2785351247483130533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/can-we-make-this-happen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2785351247483130533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2785351247483130533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/can-we-make-this-happen.html' title='can we make this happen?'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-664877563563637933</id><published>2009-06-01T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T22:46:53.859-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='davey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsession'/><title type='text'>obsession?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SiS6QqTLibI/AAAAAAAAADs/rVDXIx10WAs/s1600-h/9cyPFQbgCne0vobyu5dFoIlgo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SiS6QqTLibI/AAAAAAAAADs/rVDXIx10WAs/s400/9cyPFQbgCne0vobyu5dFoIlgo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342599853363661234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LOVE LOVE the blog sexy people (http://www.sexypeople-blog.com/).  I look at it every day, and last Tuesday my internet time-waisting paid off.  Can you even look at him?  Cause I can't.  It's way too much for me to handle.  I lol every time I look at this little precious beast.  Huh?  Whats his name??  Glad you asked... it's DAVEY!!!  I actually set this image as my desktop.  Seriously!  A sad day quickly turns into an awesome day when Davey gazed deep into your eyes.  Is he cock-eyed?  I dunno.  All I know is that this little guy is straight up working that coonskin hat and tiny shotgun.  So drink Davey in - and check out that blog.  it funny as hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-664877563563637933?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/664877563563637933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/obsession.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/664877563563637933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/664877563563637933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/obsession.html' title='obsession?'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SiS6QqTLibI/AAAAAAAAADs/rVDXIx10WAs/s72-c/9cyPFQbgCne0vobyu5dFoIlgo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-7465685298223953882</id><published>2009-06-01T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T22:01:46.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sex bomb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the lonely island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy Samberg'/><title type='text'>we'd have so much fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SiStseSjFwI/AAAAAAAAADk/u4goNeksvcY/s1600-h/andy-samberg+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SiStseSjFwI/AAAAAAAAADk/u4goNeksvcY/s400/andy-samberg+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342586037524961026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy.  Andy Samberg.  Would you PLEASE  just come over and take me on a dream date already?  God, I am so into you.  You understand how insanely funny early 90's culture and music is, and I like that.  I wanna hang out, play with your hair, listen to boys II men and mariah carey's "one sweet day," and make out with you all afternoon long.  I am pretty sure you would do nothing but make me laugh, and that is so ultimate.  I don't care what anyone says - you are hot as a mug, and totally run it as far as I am concerned.  Now lemme holla at'cha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-7465685298223953882?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7465685298223953882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/wed-have-so-much-fun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7465685298223953882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7465685298223953882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/wed-have-so-much-fun.html' title='we&apos;d have so much fun'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SiStseSjFwI/AAAAAAAAADk/u4goNeksvcY/s72-c/andy-samberg+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-4744315120730676961</id><published>2009-05-30T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T08:50:36.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='name necklace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trailor'/><title type='text'>white trash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jcpenneyjewelry.com/res/img/subcat_personalized_necklaces_img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 245px;" src="http://www.jcpenneyjewelry.com/res/img/subcat_personalized_necklaces_img.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been toying with the idea of getting one of these necklaces for a long time now.  Obvs not in silver OR iced out, but in 24 K GOLD BITCHES.  The idea was probably planted in my adolescent brain years ago at Rivergate Mall when I was convinced it was my mission to get one of those necklaces with your name written on a piece of rice  and a hair wrap, too?!?!!!!  I can't believe that shit was real.  ANYWAY... i know what you might be saying: "Girl, you are just trying to be like those sex in the city hoes."  No I am not, thank you.  I was so pissed to see ol' horsey face sarah jessica parker sporting one of these necklaces back in the day when that show came on, and even more upset to see how popular it got.  But I'm not going to let her take this from me.  I feel like it would set off many outfits, and look bang bangin with an additional gold (rope?) chain.  The trashier the better, as far as I am concerned.  Next up - Rachel moves into a trailor in Greenbriar, TN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-4744315120730676961?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4744315120730676961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/white-trash.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4744315120730676961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4744315120730676961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/white-trash.html' title='white trash'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-7378666046291771308</id><published>2009-05-29T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T18:25:51.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='douche'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='over it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justin long'/><title type='text'>for your consideration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.topnews.in/files/justin-long.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.topnews.in/files/justin-long.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is all i am going to say: Justin Long, get out.  i don't want you around anymore.  got it, dude?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-7378666046291771308?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7378666046291771308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-your-consideration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7378666046291771308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7378666046291771308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-your-consideration.html' title='for your consideration'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-4893462834424579662</id><published>2009-05-27T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:10:31.082-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lafayette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True Blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love'/><title type='text'>LAFAYETTE... BABY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/Sh4of6oB8uI/AAAAAAAAADc/r_oBjiETYWo/s1600-h/Lafayette-true-blood-2567863-290-369+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 369px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/Sh4of6oB8uI/AAAAAAAAADc/r_oBjiETYWo/s400/Lafayette-true-blood-2567863-290-369+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340750736886199010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god.  So in like, three short days I watched True Blood, and I am officially conflicted and upset on so many levels.  Do I keep going for all of those who haven't watched this mess?  Careful with my words here.  Look.  There is plenty of good stuff in this show, but do NOT give me a JEWEL like Lafayette just to possibly take him away from my pathetic life.  This individual made me laugh, cry, PAUSE THE DISC JUST TO CALL SOMEONE TO TELL THEM HOW MUCH I LOVED HIM even!!!!!  He turns every possible situation out.  It is like if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Beyonce&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mariah&lt;/span&gt; Carey, Trina, Tu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pac&lt;/span&gt;, and Barack Obama had a baby and wanted him to be my best friend in the world.  Seriously.  I have a list of people that I dream of kicking it with, and this beautiful creature is one of them.  This is the kind of individual who always has the right word, pill, or thought to fix your problem. And if anyone even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;trys&lt;/span&gt; to get right with you, don't worry.  Lafayette will straight bust on a fool.  So tonight, I burn one for you, Lafayette.  I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-4893462834424579662?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4893462834424579662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/lafayette-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4893462834424579662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4893462834424579662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/lafayette-baby.html' title='LAFAYETTE... BABY!'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/Sh4of6oB8uI/AAAAAAAAADc/r_oBjiETYWo/s72-c/Lafayette-true-blood-2567863-290-369+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-4440942405227809657</id><published>2009-05-25T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:44:30.748-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='empty nest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugarbaker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golden girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G.R.I.T.S.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='designing women'/><title type='text'>this used to be my playground</title><content type='html'>when i was a kid, i used to stay at my grandparent's house on the weekends.  this totally meant a night of popcorn, maybe some sweet T.G.I.F. action (a full blog devoted only to that beautiful night of television coming up), vanilla cream cookies, and this awesome lineup right here:  EMPTY NEST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/televisioncity/stage/4318/jcast.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 299px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/televisioncity/stage/4318/jcast.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot about charlie, the total perv that lived next door.  and nurse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;laverne&lt;/span&gt; was one raspy voiced real deal lady. what about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;barbara&lt;/span&gt; the lesbian police officer daughter before it was cool to come on out and be real with it!!!  there was even carol, the total mental case daughter who had some serious issues and needed a drink.  Empty Nest ruled and it doesn't ever get remembered as fondly as the other classic 80's grandparent shows. That being said, there is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;obvs&lt;/span&gt; no way i can avoid this total gem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/ShttwDT7LDI/AAAAAAAAADM/xmkgTZ2rSLE/s1600-h/ride+or+die.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/ShttwDT7LDI/AAAAAAAAADM/xmkgTZ2rSLE/s400/ride+or+die.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339982455467879474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;blanch a hoe, rose is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;trippin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dorthy&lt;/span&gt; needs to get laid, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sophia&lt;/span&gt; is just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;keepin&lt;/span&gt; it real.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nuff&lt;/span&gt; said.  I will round this out with every southern girls' foundation for life, Designing Women.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HyZCP_xiy0o/SDTzPqhmbFI/AAAAAAAAA6k/E5Ty0YPWAIA/s400/Designing-Women-cast-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 328px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HyZCP_xiy0o/SDTzPqhmbFI/AAAAAAAAA6k/E5Ty0YPWAIA/s400/Designing-Women-cast-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DO NOT mess with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sugarbaker&lt;/span&gt;.  I respect these hoes so much that I made a drink named after them.  A Dixie Carter: one part whiskey, three parts lemonade, and a splash of grenadine.  what was that?  you decided you wanted a straight up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sugarbaker&lt;/span&gt;?  A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sugarbaker&lt;/span&gt;: one part whiskey, two parts lemonade, one part ginger ale.   i mean, is it just me? or is the power southern female dream friendship &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;julia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;sugarbaker&lt;/span&gt; and sally field in steel magnolias?  i thought so.  oh yea, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;anthony&lt;/span&gt; SO gay.  why did they EVER think anyone would believe the one very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;effeminate&lt;/span&gt; male in an interior design group was straight?  okay, i gotta stop now.  what what to all my G.R.I.T.S. out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-4440942405227809657?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4440942405227809657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-was-my-childhood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4440942405227809657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4440942405227809657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-was-my-childhood.html' title='this used to be my playground'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/ShttwDT7LDI/AAAAAAAAADM/xmkgTZ2rSLE/s72-c/ride+or+die.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-7387212283636768960</id><published>2009-05-24T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:21:05.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shia lebouf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transformers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hottie'/><title type='text'>is this wrong?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/ShnjaWDHr_I/AAAAAAAAADE/agjDXIldqO4/s1600-h/meandshia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/ShnjaWDHr_I/AAAAAAAAADE/agjDXIldqO4/s400/meandshia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339548874959204338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most mentally healthy young women, I have a juicy list of my hollywood dream crushes.  But I can't decide of Shia LaBouf is attractive or not.  I mean, I am pretty sure he's totez hottt, but I'm not one hundred percent sure. I seriously watched the Transformers movie just to see him a few weeks ago.  The movie was so terrible (espesh with that trick Megan Fox in it... she is a total trashcan, right?).  I even watched Disturbia... didn't finish that one, though. Even Eagle Eye was a total peice of J-U-N-K, but he did a good job. He seems hecka funny, and he has a good grungy style that takes me there.  So what's not to love?  Nothing, everyone.  nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-7387212283636768960?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7387212283636768960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-this-wrong.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7387212283636768960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/7387212283636768960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-this-wrong.html' title='is this wrong?'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/ShnjaWDHr_I/AAAAAAAAADE/agjDXIldqO4/s72-c/meandshia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-8650659236176792893</id><published>2009-05-20T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:57:02.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twerk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing with the stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shawn johnson'/><title type='text'>you're a winner!  again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://westsidewill.com/newblog/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/shawn-johnson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 420px;" src="http://westsidewill.com/newblog/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/shawn-johnson.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Shawn Johnson won DWTS last night.  I mean, I guess I am happy because that hoe bag Cheryl didn't win, but I feel like Gilles was the better dancer.  I might be influenced by his tall, dark, and maybe even handsome, but he twerked it.  That being said - Shawn did have the best freestyle.  So go on, girl.  I still say that Lil Kim could have taken them all down with one samba if she hadn't been ROBBED by Ty.  yes, I am still upset.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-8650659236176792893?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8650659236176792893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/youre-winner-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/8650659236176792893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/8650659236176792893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/youre-winner-again.html' title='you&apos;re a winner! 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First, let me begin with everything this modest angel has been featured in - Flavor Of Love, she made it all the way to the finale and got dumped for Hoopz.  Flavor Of Love 2- She got brought back and got dumped AGAIN for Deelishis.  Then she got her own spin off, I love New York, where she found love in Tango, but it didn't last.  Then she got a second shot at it with I love New York 2, where she fell for Taylor Made, but that toats didn't last either obviously.  Then she got the show, New York Goes to Hollywood where she was trying to find an acting job.  When that didn't work, VH1 gave her the newest show, New York Goes to Work.  This show has brought her back, as far as I am concerned.  I mean, duh.  It is all fake.  But she is so funny and so over the top that I just cannot get enough.  Here is the latest quote from the episode I am currenty watching: "I'm about to ring this punk ass billy goat's neck!"  And coming up next?  She has to artificially inseminate a pig.  Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NskPfdMjfqA/Rj4RU0dweXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NS6VlfGJ73Y/s320/TT.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NskPfdMjfqA/Rj4RU0dweXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NS6VlfGJ73Y/s320/TT.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't even get me started on her mom.  It is easy to see where New York got her attitude from.  So here's to you, Tiffany Pollard.  Without you, I would have nothing to watch on VH1 every night of the week.  Now I just got to figure out how to make my dream come true of becoming this natural beauty's bff.  If you need a good time, go here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tiffanypollard.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://tiffanypollard.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-5847756672217804484?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5847756672217804484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-post-to-honor-one-of-my.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/5847756672217804484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/5847756672217804484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-post-to-honor-one-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NskPfdMjfqA/Rj4RU0dweXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NS6VlfGJ73Y/s72-c/TT.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-4096283618805959878</id><published>2009-05-12T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:29:01.205-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truffaut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='l&apos;argent de poche'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><title type='text'>j'ai faim j'ai faim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.premiere.fr/var/premiere/storage/images/cinema/photos-film/photos-acteur/images/l-argent-de-poche-1975__4/11815961-1-fre-FR/l_argent_de_poche_1975_reference.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 349px;" src="http://www.premiere.fr/var/premiere/storage/images/cinema/photos-film/photos-acteur/images/l-argent-de-poche-1975__4/11815961-1-fre-FR/l_argent_de_poche_1975_reference.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I took French in college, we used to watch cultural films to familiarize ourselves with la vie de francias, si vous plait.  Anyway, we watched this one movie that we all really loved, and we quoted it for the rest of our college french class careers.  I couldn't ever remember the name of it, and I recently asked Chris (the human imdb) if he knew of a French movie where a baby falls out a window and a little girl yells that she's hungry so people will give her food through her window, among other things.  He was all - "Duh, Truffaut's Small change" a.k.a. L'argent de poche. He totally unlocked the door for me, and my suffering was over!  We had a bunch of Truffaut and Godard movies at the Belcourt while I was still working there, and got so excited that my college career was finally paying off.  J'adore cette film!!!!  I guess it was just a matter of time until I started actually enjoy good movies.  Truffaut run it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-4096283618805959878?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4096283618805959878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/jai-faim-jai-faim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4096283618805959878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/4096283618805959878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/jai-faim-jai-faim.html' title='j&apos;ai faim j&apos;ai faim'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-2206291011681007573</id><published>2009-05-11T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:41:10.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de la hoya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weasle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daisy of love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vh1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muppet'/><title type='text'>I love you not!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.realitytvscoop.com/images/gallery/daisy-of-love-star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://www.realitytvscoop.com/images/gallery/daisy-of-love-star.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy of Love:  What is this mess?  I mean, usually I find most reality shows on VH1 fairly entertaining, but come on.  COME on.  Really?  I mean, this alleged television show is more fake that Daisy De Le Hoya's nose/lips/bra size/personality.  And usually I don't ever really believe any of the feelings on these shows are sincere, but sometimes I can trick myself into believing that each and every person is there for love.  Call it the drugs.  Call it the horomones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, even tricking myself is completely impossible with this show.  And let me also take this opportunity to state that I have every right to hate on Daisy De La Hoya based strictly on the fact that she has NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS TATTOOS!!!!  This is easily the most played out ridiculous choice for a tattoo ever.  No, it does not make you cool and/or edgy and/or a goth princess.  What?  You wanna talk about "The Crow" next, Daisy?  Maybe even go to Hot Topic and pick out some sweet studded belts?  No ma'am.  Let me now present what I think about everytime I see this little muppet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SgjgYKzmBoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aeC3XEfyEbU/s1600-h/janicedaisy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SgjgYKzmBoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aeC3XEfyEbU/s400/janicedaisy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334760464442590850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRY to tell me girlfriend doesn't look like Janet from the muppets.  You know I'm right.  And truthfully, I'm going to keep watching the show.  I'm a sucker for a trainwreck.  I just wish they'd bring weasle back!!!  And I quote: "Can I get some Whiskey up in this biiitch?"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.realitytea.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/daisy_weasel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 286px;" src="http://www.realitytea.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/daisy_weasel.jpg" alt="" 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/8465969151990040892-2206291011681007573?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2206291011681007573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-you-not.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2206291011681007573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2206291011681007573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-you-not.html' title='I love you not!'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SgjgYKzmBoI/AAAAAAAAAC0/aeC3XEfyEbU/s72-c/janicedaisy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-8328679875055508262</id><published>2009-05-08T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:10:49.742-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quinto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stars'/><title type='text'>I wanna take you on a Stardate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SgTrpREB1MI/AAAAAAAAACk/5yeY9cOinjU/s1600-h/star_trek_2009-spock_and_kirk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SgTrpREB1MI/AAAAAAAAACk/5yeY9cOinjU/s400/star_trek_2009-spock_and_kirk1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333646952900973762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just got back from seeing the new Star Trek movie, and I am wigging out.  Yeah, the movie was THE BOMB, but that is not what I am talking about.   The insanity that has me buggin has a name, and it is Spock &amp;amp; Jim.  O-M-F-G.  Am I admitting that I think dudes from a STAR TREK movie are attractive, nay, dimes??  I think so.  I didn't want to admit it at first, but as the movie went on, I fell more and more in love.  And don't even get me started on their love/hate relationship.  Don't get me wrong, I love my bf more than anything, but in another galaxy I would gladly go where no man has gone before with these two honeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Doctor Leonard a.k.a. Bones is a d-i-v-a.  Two snaps!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SgTzsAsWsYI/AAAAAAAAACs/q4ObhpVDAC4/s1600-h/karl-urban+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SgTzsAsWsYI/AAAAAAAAACs/q4ObhpVDAC4/s400/karl-urban+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333655796139340162" 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/8465969151990040892-8328679875055508262?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8328679875055508262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wanna-take-you-on-stardate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/8328679875055508262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/8328679875055508262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wanna-take-you-on-stardate.html' title='I wanna take you on a Stardate'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SgTrpREB1MI/AAAAAAAAACk/5yeY9cOinjU/s72-c/star_trek_2009-spock_and_kirk1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-945228800767793863</id><published>2009-05-08T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:17:15.121-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='designer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jacobs'/><title type='text'>only in my dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SgPai_pEaiI/AAAAAAAAACU/hlGzVb8C0uM/s1600-h/mj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SgPai_pEaiI/AAAAAAAAACU/hlGzVb8C0uM/s400/mj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333346678470896162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need these in black.  Need isn't even the right word for what's going on right now between me and these shoes.  Marc by Marc Jacobs leather laced dance shoe with diamante detail.  I breath for you.  I look at you countless times during the week.  I saw you once in an issue of Nylon a while back (again, don't judge), and I never thought I would see you again.  But here you are.  I love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I afford designer clothing?  I would turn those shoes out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-945228800767793863?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/945228800767793863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/only-in-my-dreams.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/945228800767793863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/945228800767793863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/only-in-my-dreams.html' title='only in my dreams'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SgPai_pEaiI/AAAAAAAAACU/hlGzVb8C0uM/s72-c/mj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-8381176245846933809</id><published>2009-05-07T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:00:28.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dorrough'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black'/><title type='text'>i-n-d-e</title><content type='html'>the strong black female in me is totally empowered by the following song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2jnaRi4mANI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2jnaRi4mANI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorrough, you know just what to say to remind me why i grind so hard, and i thank you.  So beautiful are the words of a sensitive thug trying to show love the only way he knows how.  It's no "you are appreciated," but that's really more of a mother's day song anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-8381176245846933809?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8381176245846933809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/strong-black-female-in-me-is-very.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/8381176245846933809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/8381176245846933809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/strong-black-female-in-me-is-very.html' title='i-n-d-e'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-6249105873665178121</id><published>2009-05-07T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:38:21.480-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stars'/><title type='text'>don't you judge!</title><content type='html'>I will begin this train wreck with the first of many of my obsessions: DANCING WITH THE STARS, Y'ALL!!!!!  I have been watching this show for years.  Yes, that's right - YEARS.  And no, I am not ashamed.  It has everything a lady like myself needs out of a "reality" show (I use that term very loosely).  Glitz, ridiculous costumes, FIERCE dance moves, drama, scoring paddles, questionable sexuality, and a bevy of z-listed celebrities/musicians/bull riders/football players/sad hasbeens etc.  Every week I get pissed because the judges (if you even wanna call them that) have the most insane scoring scale.  I am sorry, but there is NO WAY on my version of Earth that this urban cowboy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M0MRF6NWtt4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M0MRF6NWtt4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Competes with THE QUEEN BEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Mgj6F7pHBw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Mgj6F7pHBw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am not trying to hate too hard on Ty.  He and his lady Jewel used to come in a hellish mexican cantina where I worked for a whole month, and they were quite pleasant.  But I mean, come on.  I don't watch DWTS to see Bud and Sissy two-step.  I watch to see these people turn the beat around!  These two are in different universes when it comes to how they get down.  If the judges actually used the 1-10 scale accurately, then nutsacs like Cloris Leachman and Ty Murray wouldn't ruin my Monday nights every week.  So Ty, I suggest you watch your back.  Cause when you rumble with the Bee, you're gonna get stung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAY STRONG LIL KIM!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SgOyqdONZSI/AAAAAAAAACM/ADSiP7HNBqs/s1600-h/lil_kim-gal-betawards08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SgOyqdONZSI/AAAAAAAAACM/ADSiP7HNBqs/s400/lil_kim-gal-betawards08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333302826205275426" 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/8465969151990040892-6249105873665178121?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6249105873665178121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-you-judge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/6249105873665178121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/6249105873665178121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-you-judge.html' title='don&apos;t you judge!'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/SgOyqdONZSI/AAAAAAAAACM/ADSiP7HNBqs/s72-c/lil_kim-gal-betawards08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8465969151990040892.post-2375174610988018686</id><published>2009-05-07T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T15:28:22.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your editor's mission:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sportzfun.com/photos/albums/baseball/scared_fan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 340px;" src="http://sportzfun.com/photos/albums/baseball/scared_fan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello.  do you enjoy window shopping online for hours for clothes/junk you don't need, watching reality television until your eyes glaze over, and looking at tragic celebrity gossip to make you feel better about your own situation?  well my name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt;, and we are going to get along great if you answered yes to any of those questions.  i promise you a good time here, so get ready to be turned out by Pecan Blog.  I mean, it ain't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;trickin&lt;/span&gt;' if you got it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8465969151990040892-2375174610988018686?l=pecanblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2375174610988018686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2375174610988018686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8465969151990040892/posts/default/2375174610988018686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pecanblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello.html' title='your editor&apos;s mission:'/><author><name>rachel pitt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02131401749624361679</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LRToybJHoAM/S5woB_obCMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/njpAGuh9Luw/S220/IMG_0180.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
