<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055</id><updated>2012-02-10T14:49:16.132-05:00</updated><category term='pjs'/><category term='finals suck'/><category term='pacey witter'/><category term='i hate the bar exam'/><category term='movies'/><category term='seth cohen'/><category term='nyu hockey'/><category term='uncle jesse'/><category term='tony almeida'/><category term='lists'/><category term='kerrias'/><category term='straylight run'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='i&apos;m old'/><category term='the 4400'/><category term='ryan atwood'/><category term='ed green'/><category term='brand new'/><category term='abc 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term='kevin devine'/><category term='surveys'/><category term='degrassi'/><category term='concerts'/><category term='kerri has too much time on her hands'/><category term='p.o.m.'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='hockey'/><category term='snick'/><category term='jim halpert'/><category term='nyu'/><category term='the state'/><category term='the office'/><category term='24'/><category term='the oc'/><title type='text'>Like A Trip Back To Middle School</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>239</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-4063953291003000873</id><published>2009-11-22T23:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T23:46:58.804-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm still gone . . .</title><content type='html'>but this was too good not to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-5241837876723725034</id><published>2009-11-15T17:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:24:39.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>your ex-lover is dead</title><content type='html'>Saddest song lyric of all time (well, it's rivaled by pretty much every second of "Sometime Around Midnight") goes to Stars from "Your Ex-Lover is Dead":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and all of the time you thought I was sad, I was trying to remember your name."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with this blog.  Have a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-5241837876723725034?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/5241837876723725034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=5241837876723725034' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/5241837876723725034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/5241837876723725034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/11/your-ex-lover-is-dead.html' title='your ex-lover is dead'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-1490050477443145025</id><published>2009-10-12T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:15:09.252-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hockey'/><title type='text'>mini-miracle</title><content type='html'>this is amazing . . . definitely need to watch this movie again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2CdJTfGiRCI&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&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/2CdJTfGiRCI&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-1490050477443145025?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/1490050477443145025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=1490050477443145025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1490050477443145025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1490050477443145025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/10/mini-miracle.html' title='mini-miracle'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-2960539894301394958</id><published>2009-09-25T21:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:00:25.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>apparently i'm afraid of heights</title><content type='html'>but these pictures are pretty awesome . . . &lt;a href="http://www.thisisthegreenroom.com/2009/yurtle-the-turtle-had-nothing-on-this/"&gt;NYC views from the tallest building in the world&lt;/a&gt; . . . and &lt;a href="http://kottke.org/09/09/picturing-burj-dubai-in-midtown-manhattan"&gt;Burj Dubai if it was part of the NYS skyline&lt;/a&gt;.  Craziness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-2960539894301394958?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/2960539894301394958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=2960539894301394958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2960539894301394958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2960539894301394958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/09/apparently-im-afraid-of-heights.html' title='apparently i&apos;m afraid of heights'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-2657775638744118629</id><published>2009-09-23T20:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:51:12.056-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brand new'/><title type='text'>did i mention that i met these guys last night?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTM3NTY3OTY1MzQmcHQ9MTI1Mzc1NjgxMTM*NiZwPTM1MzUxMSZkPSZnPTEmbz1kOGNlMDIyNTAzMGE*MzAyYTk*OGEwMWJmOWRlMDQwNSZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://brandnew.fancorps.com/signup/ref/Kerrold9" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fancorps.com/brandnew/view/23319|221869.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;join the street team!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-2657775638744118629?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/2657775638744118629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=2657775638744118629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2657775638744118629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2657775638744118629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/09/did-i-mention-that-i-met-these-guys.html' title='did i mention that i met these guys last night?'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-3118838379471150508</id><published>2009-09-20T14:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T15:02:11.384-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i suppose it pays to not be "elegant"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://melodymaker.posterous.com/the-reason-some-girls-stay-single-very-funny"&gt;i wish i'd met this guy in Toronto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-3118838379471150508?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/3118838379471150508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=3118838379471150508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3118838379471150508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3118838379471150508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-suppose-it-pays-to-not-be-elegant.html' title='i suppose it pays to not be &quot;elegant&quot;'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-1300246106019866599</id><published>2009-09-17T22:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:28:45.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>predictable humor</title><content type='html'>makes me giggle anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://15.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq14h2oHeD1qa3i8uo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 449px;" src="http://15.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq14h2oHeD1qa3i8uo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kanyelicio.us/http://kerrold.blogspot.com"&gt;and this is good too.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kanyelicio.us/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-1300246106019866599?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/1300246106019866599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=1300246106019866599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1300246106019866599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1300246106019866599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/09/predictable-humor.html' title='predictable humor'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-8570036416397927395</id><published>2009-09-11T02:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T16:48:43.313-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flashback friday'/><title type='text'>flashback friday: most days i can't put to rest the burning city smoking in my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;written 09.11.01 - titled "Lightning Crashes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The angel opens her eyes. Pale blue colored iris reflects the surface, puts the glory up so high, high... oh now feel it coming back again like a roll of thunder chasing the wind, forces pulling from the center of the earth again, I can feel it...&lt;/i&gt; ~ LIVE ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I heard that song was in April of 1995. There had just been a horrible bombing in Oklahoma City and all of the local radio stations were running a version of LIVE's 'Lightning Crashes' with sound clips spliced into it. It was horrible and beautiful at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with the song and immediately tried to tape it off of the radio - the "Oklahoma City Remix" is the version I ended up with. I still have it on tape and although I have not heard it recently, I found the unlabeled cassette in my room not too long ago and put it in to see what it was... and just started sobbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up this morning, my nose was running and I ran to the windowsill to get a tissue. It was 7:55 AM. I got back into bed, relieved that I had an hour and a half to go until my alarm was to go off, and thinking about all of the reading I'd have to do later in the afternoon... but thinking that I'd worry about it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna's alarm went off right before 8:30 and I was half awake through all of her getting dressed... but I really woke up when Raina came into the room. She told us that her parents had called to tell her about a plane crashing into the World Trade Center... Anna and I were both like, "Wow... that's really something..." and didn't think much more about it. In fact, I went back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then my dad called me from his business trip in Florida. And then my mom called me immediately after. And I still didn't think anything of it. It was a plane crash and it was horrible but it wasn't "too close for comfort" for me... after all, the WTC was way downtown and I'm nearing midtown, where I'm dorming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I started thinking about Lauren. And Mary. Both of whom dorm within a five minute walk from the WTC. Mary was probably on her way to campus, but Lauren student teaches even closer to the world trade center than where her dorm is. So I got nervous and started making phone calls to cell phones in hopes of reaching them. No luck. And then I really started panicking. And when Raina came back and said 'OH MY GOD, A SECOND PLANE JUST HIT", minutes after Anna left for class, I officially went into panic mode. Because I realized that it wasn't an "accident" anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raina and I watched in horror as the crash into the Pentagon was announced on the news... and the fire in the Washington Mall... we watched Tower 1 collapse... and Tower 2... and then Janeen came home from class, crying hysterically. (I had abandoned all thoughts of going to my own classes at this point, assuming that the teachers would have to understand.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute I realized that the phones weren't working, I immediately went to my computer and started e-mailing everyone I knew. Family, friends from school, friends from home, friends who I hadn't talked to in years. I wanted everyone to know I was okay. Thank God for the internet... I reached so many people, who got in touch with other people who spread the word... Canadian Crush, who is in Dublin this semester, sent out an e-mail begging us all to e-mail him confirming we were all alright... thank you to everyone who IMed me today to make sure that I was ok. Ray, LeeAndra and Amber, you were the first three people out of everyone that I spoke to... thank you so much for keeping me and my friends in your thoughts and prayers throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna returned shortly after with a group of friends from class who couldn't get back to their dorms because of the subway closure and the downtown NYC evacuation and our room became a sort of temporary safe haven... we made a bunch of food and we all took turns attempting phone calls, sending e-mails, and watching the TV. Mary showed up at my dorm safe and sound to join us and Lauren IMed me from her brother's screenname to tell me that she was okay and with him. And when she told me they were going to attempt to go home, after much debate, I went with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm home now, back on LI, and in complete disbelief that this happened... and that it happened here. Because I never thought that I'd live to see something like this... never thought that it would happen in my lifetime. New York City was attacked today, while I was living there. Hundreds (realistically speaking, probably thousands) of people were killed today in my city alone... to think of all of the people in NYC... and all of the people I know... all of my loved ones are accounted for and safe... but so many people I know are just waiting... waiting to hear if *their* loved ones are okay... I read somewhere "the waiting is the hardest part"... and it is... I learned that today while I was nearly in hysterics waiting to hear if Lauren and Mary were okay... going through that is hard enough... going through that and finding out that your loved one has lost their life... over a horrible, horrible attack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I don't even know how to express what I'm feeling. Relief - because I know that I am safe at home with my family, as are Lauren, Janeen, and Mary, and that Anna and Chad and Raina are together and have each other right now and that Alex's uncle, who works in the WTC is home safe... Fear - because I know that this is far from over, and because I know that my dad is in Florida right now and not here with me and all I want to do is hug him right now, and because I don't want to return to the city for classes on Thursday, and because even though my friends are together, they're not with &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;, and I miss Susan... Love - because I have the greatest group of friends anyone can ask for and I can't even begin to count the number of e-mails, IMs and phone calls I got today from friends that I haven't heard from in days, weeks, or months just making sure I was okay... Pride - Because despite all of my longing to be in Canada right now (and who am I kidding, always...), I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; proud to be an American... and we will get through this, no matter what may happen... when I saw Bush on TV tonight, I wasn't looking at him and thinking "Uggh"... I was thinking "That's our president. He's going to get us through this." And I really felt comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God... I don't even know what else to say... except that to anyone who may see this who was even the slightest bit affected by today... which will probably be EVERYONE who reads this... you are in my prayers. All of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-8570036416397927395?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/8570036416397927395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=8570036416397927395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8570036416397927395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8570036416397927395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/09/most-days-i-cant-put-to-rest-burning.html' title='flashback friday: most days i can&apos;t put to rest the burning city smoking in my mind'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-8185821076455587803</id><published>2009-08-31T22:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:11:15.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>how to have a good week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; - Go to a backyard party with Matt Nathanson and a bunch of awesome reps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; - Go to see the Killers / Wolfmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday &lt;/span&gt;- Get a Prius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday - Monday&lt;/span&gt; - Go to TORONTO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a cool life this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-8185821076455587803?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/8185821076455587803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=8185821076455587803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8185821076455587803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8185821076455587803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-to-have-good-week.html' title='how to have a good week'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-8264801312854700616</id><published>2009-08-28T21:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:52:42.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>does anyone read this anymore?</title><content type='html'>I haven't gotten a comment in forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if anyone's still checking up, this video's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2T5_0AGdFic&amp;border=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&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/2T5_0AGdFic&amp;border=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="349"&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/2213183706086236055-8264801312854700616?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/8264801312854700616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=8264801312854700616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8264801312854700616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8264801312854700616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/08/does-anyone-read-this-anymore.html' title='does anyone read this anymore?'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-3978540644889099698</id><published>2009-08-25T22:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:46:31.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>twen tee ate</title><content type='html'>Good riddance, 27.  More drama, tears and reality checks than maybe any other year.  Let's make 28 a happy one, people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-3978540644889099698?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/3978540644889099698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=3978540644889099698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3978540644889099698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3978540644889099698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/08/twen-tee-ate.html' title='twen tee ate'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-377972924736053152</id><published>2009-08-11T22:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:08:40.483-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>don't tell me the gin blossoms aren't awesome</title><content type='html'>"She had nothing left to say so she said she loved me.  I stood there grateful for the lie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, and Hey Jealousy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-377972924736053152?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/377972924736053152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=377972924736053152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/377972924736053152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/377972924736053152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-tell-me-gin-blossoms-arent-awesome.html' title='don&apos;t tell me the gin blossoms aren&apos;t awesome'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-4003150536165061272</id><published>2009-08-07T20:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:32:07.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's wedding season</title><content type='html'>and I'm thinking that I don't want anyone in my bridal party who isn't willing to do this:&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;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4-94JhLEiN0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while I'm planning my hypothetical wedding, I also wouldn't mind a hypothetical future husband who'd orchestrate a proposal like this . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2hi5rmpAM8E&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2hi5rmpAM8E&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-4003150536165061272?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/4003150536165061272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=4003150536165061272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4003150536165061272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4003150536165061272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-wedding-season.html' title='it&apos;s wedding season'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-8283766033968044926</id><published>2009-08-05T21:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:44:37.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i have literally waited ten years for this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=56126500"&gt;The State DVD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=56126500,t=1,mt=video"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=56126500,t=1,mt=video" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm watching it right now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-8283766033968044926?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/8283766033968044926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=8283766033968044926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8283766033968044926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8283766033968044926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-literally-waited-ten-years-for.html' title='i have literally waited ten years for this'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-9202535412377126437</id><published>2009-07-06T16:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T17:01:39.852-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brand new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kevin devine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='straylight run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>conspiracy!</title><content type='html'>Brand New was in London last week, mere days before I arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendId=7962394&amp;amp;blogId=498798837&amp;amp;mcAuth=%2FBcAG0pSc3kAAPdqA4PCQ0pSc7UIWF4L3QT93%2B0AAA%3D%3D"&gt;Kevin Devine will be here on the 22nd, PLAYING A SHOW WITH 100 PEOPLE, four days after I leave.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Nolan is playing a solo show, on Long Island, the night of Amanda's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're all plotting against me, and I don't like it one bit!  This is what I get for skipping a Straylight Run show in May and the Kev Dev show in June . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-9202535412377126437?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/9202535412377126437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=9202535412377126437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/9202535412377126437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/9202535412377126437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/07/conspiracy.html' title='conspiracy!'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-2623165123871108721</id><published>2009-07-03T21:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:49:41.447-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='full house'/><title type='text'>everywhere you look</title><content type='html'>This &lt;a href="http://forkknifeblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-lol-moment-of-week.html"&gt;blog post &lt;/a&gt;made me giggle a lot.  Every time this song comes up on Alt Nation, I can't help but laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-2623165123871108721?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/2623165123871108721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=2623165123871108721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2623165123871108721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2623165123871108721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/07/everywhere-you-look.html' title='everywhere you look'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-1041546828571645602</id><published>2009-06-25T22:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:09:40.489-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wikipedia'/><title type='text'>wikipedia strikes again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SkQ7yX2dxNI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Vt7sGaic6Fg/s1600-h/Tito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SkQ7yX2dxNI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Vt7sGaic6Fg/s400/Tito.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351467993804948690" 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/2213183706086236055-1041546828571645602?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/1041546828571645602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=1041546828571645602' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1041546828571645602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1041546828571645602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/06/wikipedia-strikes-again.html' title='wikipedia strikes again'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SkQ7yX2dxNI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Vt7sGaic6Fg/s72-c/Tito.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-1247235430417843907</id><published>2009-06-11T23:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T23:12:50.855-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bradley cooper'/><title type='text'>nine months later . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-cant-argue-with-scogic_358.html"&gt;nine months after I wrote an entire post trying to prove him wrong&lt;/a&gt;, Scott has seen the error of his ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="669" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(15, 5, 149);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scott&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt; (11:50:33 PM)&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; and bradley cooper was awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="670" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(15, 5, 149);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scott&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt; (11:50:42 PM)&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; i retract my scathing anti-brad statements&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(15, 5, 149);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scott&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt; (12:10:02 AM)&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; i'm sorry i was ever contentious about the amazing bradley cooper!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-1247235430417843907?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/1247235430417843907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=1247235430417843907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1247235430417843907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1247235430417843907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/06/nine-months-later.html' title='nine months later . . .'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-7606885989901757034</id><published>2009-06-09T22:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:40:33.650-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kevin devine'/><title type='text'>this was seriously hard</title><content type='html'>Fun stuff - You choose a band, than answer the questions using only lyrics from their songs. I pick Kevin Devine. Not quite a band, but he has five cds, why not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;01. are you male or female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a snow-faced girl&lt;br /&gt;"lullaby for a snow-faced girl"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;02. describe yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love me, love me, love me, i'm a liberal&lt;br /&gt;"love me, i'm a liberal"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;03. how do people feel about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being the sun on my face&lt;br /&gt;i know the world's almost over but you make it seem better&lt;br /&gt;and i hope for you i do the same&lt;br /&gt;"splitting up christmas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;04. how do you feel about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't believe in beautiful people&lt;br /&gt;but i don't believe in me&lt;br /&gt;"protest singer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;05. describe your girlfriend / boyfriend / interest:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning, you are the daybreak and I am glad&lt;br /&gt;and at night you are the dream  I fall asleep to have&lt;br /&gt;"you are the daybreak"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;06. what would you rather be doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna feel the way i felt when we were kids messin' around&lt;br /&gt;before i thought about the world like i do now&lt;br /&gt;"yr damned ol' dad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;07. describe where you live:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nation built on eggshells, bandages and appleseeds&lt;br /&gt;"whistling dixie"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;08. describe how you live:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;less yesterday, more today&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i gotta start living that way&lt;br /&gt;"less yesterday, more today"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;09. describe how you love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll always love you and make you happy&lt;br /&gt;if you could only say the same&lt;br /&gt;"you are my sunshine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. share a few words of wisdom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't kill yourself to raise the dead&lt;br /&gt;it never works, you'll only end up joining them&lt;br /&gt;"you'll only end up joining them"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-7606885989901757034?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/7606885989901757034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=7606885989901757034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7606885989901757034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7606885989901757034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-was-seriously-hard.html' title='this was seriously hard'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-7918905275052415384</id><published>2009-06-02T21:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:38:50.044-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='degrassi'/><title type='text'>becky and i have a problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="73" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(215, 51, 6);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt; (10:33:39 PM)&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Leelawadee;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;oooh emma just told manny that cheerleading isn't a sport!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="75" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(15, 5, 149);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Becky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt; (10:34:25 PM)&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;NOOOOO SHE DIDNT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="76" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(215, 51, 6);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt; (10:34:44 PM)&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Leelawadee;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;she TOTALLY DID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="78" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(15, 5, 149);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Becky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt; (10:34:49 PM)&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;and i worried about her with that child molestor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="80" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(15, 5, 149);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Becky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt; (10:34:58 PM)&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;not anymore! she can be bulimic all she wants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-7918905275052415384?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/7918905275052415384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=7918905275052415384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7918905275052415384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7918905275052415384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/06/becky-and-i-have-problem.html' title='becky and i have a problem'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-3353101752293520078</id><published>2009-06-01T21:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:28:00.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>in dmb's defense, i have not listened to the cd</title><content type='html'>but, even assuming that I like it (which is already asking a lot), it can't possibly top the envelope that it was presented to me in.  Thank you, Pat, for the lady pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SiSNMvL06TI/AAAAAAAAAMY/UdubAJ-2PMs/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SiSNMvL06TI/AAAAAAAAAMY/UdubAJ-2PMs/s320/scan0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342550307932268850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(click to make it bigger)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-3353101752293520078?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/3353101752293520078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=3353101752293520078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3353101752293520078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3353101752293520078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-dmbs-defense-i-have-not-listened-to.html' title='in dmb&apos;s defense, i have not listened to the cd'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SiSNMvL06TI/AAAAAAAAAMY/UdubAJ-2PMs/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-173626061654889287</id><published>2009-05-31T23:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:11:53.211-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>where there's smoke . . .</title><content type='html'>It's been less than two weeks and I'm going through &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lost &lt;/span&gt;withdrawal . . . these two things made me laugh way more than they should have.  Well . . . okay, I guess just the second one did, because the first one legitimately -- and rightfully -- made me laugh out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/content/news/smoke_monster_from_lost_given_own?utm_source=a-section"&gt;this would be amazing&lt;/a&gt; . . . I love the Onion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theonion.com/content/files/images/Smoke-Monster-Jump-R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 531px;" src="http://www.theonion.com/content/files/images/Smoke-Monster-Jump-R.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lea Thompson (&lt;i&gt;Caroline In The City&lt;/i&gt;) costars with the ominous cloud (&lt;i&gt;Lost&lt;/i&gt;) in its new ABC sitcom this fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The whole concept began with us asking, 'So what happens to the monster after it kills somebody and disappears down that ancient temple vent? What kind of life might it have?'" Lorre said. "And what we realized is that audiences really relate to this character and would like to see it in everyday situations, shooting the breeze with buddies at a local watering hole or murdering its son's soccer coach and depositing his lifeless body in a tree."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one . . . not so great as a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lost &lt;/span&gt;parody, but hey, it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Degrassi&lt;/span&gt;.  What's not to love?&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/y2ZsGzyKca8&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/y2ZsGzyKca8&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;"Only 57?  Really, hon . . . "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-173626061654889287?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/173626061654889287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=173626061654889287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/173626061654889287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/173626061654889287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/05/where-theres-smoke.html' title='where there&apos;s smoke . . .'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-1024682673929468690</id><published>2009-05-30T16:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T17:03:20.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year</title><content type='html'>Rarely do I measure years from January to December . . . maybe it comes from having spent all but three of the past twenty-two years as a student, where I thought in terms of the "school year".  For whatever reason though, that's how I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, this past year started on June 1.  Law school ended.  Mary and the cats moved out.  Briton moved in.  Bar review started.  And I was launched into this year, this crazy year of taking bar exams and passing bar exams and being unemployed and then getting a job and starting "my career" . . . everything was new and exciting and the year certainly had its ups and downs, but for the most part, it was a good one.  I definitely have some people I can thank for that, and I'm not going to get into that here (that's what the pretty much defunct person of the month/year award was for), but if you're even reading this, there's a damn good chance that you were one of them, so thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So . . . the year ends this weekend.  On the horizon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 5-7: Becky visits!  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Night at the Museum 2&lt;/span&gt; (I should see the first one), a fun Australian show, Irina's cocktail party&lt;br /&gt;June 7: Kevin Devine show in Brooklyn&lt;br /&gt;June 16: Matt Nathanson show in Central Park&lt;br /&gt;July 4-18: LONDON!!!&lt;br /&gt;July 21: Our Lady Peace concert at Irving Plaza&lt;br /&gt;July 24: Amanda and Keith's wedding&lt;br /&gt;August 1: Becky's Townhouse 1 Year Anniversary party&lt;br /&gt;August 8: Christy and Tony's wedding&lt;br /&gt;August 15: O.A.R. concert at MSG&lt;br /&gt;September 1: The Killers concert at Jones Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals for the "new year": keep saving money and move out, preferably into somewhere I own.   We'll see how that works out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-1024682673929468690?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/1024682673929468690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=1024682673929468690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1024682673929468690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1024682673929468690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-8155261506715630707</id><published>2009-05-26T20:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:30:47.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>becky wants to be entertained, scott's sick of looking at peeps, and briton's updated more recently than me</title><content type='html'>It was nearly a year ago that Briton and I were flipping through the channels one Sunday morning and came across some girl on the TV lifting up her shirt yelling "I'm going to be FAMOUS!" while some guy videotaped her.  We were intrigued.  Forty minutes and a million Wikipedia page views later, I was pretty hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The OC &lt;/span&gt;may be one of the best TV shows ever, and by far my favorite teen drama.  But this is why &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Degrassi: The Next Generation&lt;/span&gt; is the second best teen drama ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's Canadian.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are EIGHT seasons of it and counting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's on four times a day.  Eight on Sundays!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The cast is so big that not every character is in every episode, so it's hard to dislike any of them because once they start getting on your nerves, you go two or three episodes without seeing them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That said, there's no Joey Potter or Marissa Cooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All the episodes are named after 80s songs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It gives new meaning to the word "drama".  I have only seen a handful of episodes from a couple of seasons and I've seen teen pregnancies, suicide attempts, STDs, an abortion, two rapes, two different people with cancer, a school shooting, male prostitution, a drug overdose, guys kissing, girls kissing, an inappropriate teacher/student relationship, bipolar disorder . . . and no joke, I've seen maybe 20 episodes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It produced a fictional movie called "Jay and Silent Bob Go Canadian, Eh?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The theme song is amazingly catchy.  Don't believe me?  &lt;a href="http://www.televisiontunes.com/Degrassi_-_The_Next_Generation_-_Season_6.html"&gt;Check it out for yourself!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did I mention it's Canadian?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Watch it.  Dooooooooo it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-8155261506715630707?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/8155261506715630707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=8155261506715630707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8155261506715630707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8155261506715630707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/05/becky-wants-to-be-entertained-scotts.html' title='becky wants to be entertained, scott&apos;s sick of looking at peeps, and briton&apos;s updated more recently than me'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-7578624109938741627</id><published>2009-04-27T21:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:35:37.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>don't kill yourself to raise the dead</title><content type='html'>Two things I learned over the past couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) No matter how well you think you know somebody, they will always still be capable of surprising you and, whether they mean to or not, making you feel like absolute crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) Sometimes, if you don't know the answer, that's your answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-7578624109938741627?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/7578624109938741627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=7578624109938741627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7578624109938741627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7578624109938741627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/04/dont-kill-yourself-to-raise-dead.html' title='don&apos;t kill yourself to raise the dead'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-2761319092943507331</id><published>2009-04-11T21:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:26:56.491-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='law'/><title type='text'>may peeps be with you</title><content type='html'>fun stuff from the aba . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abajournal.com/images/gallery/peeps/2009/IMG00016_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 bar exam: peeps under pressure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abajournal.com/images/gallery/peeps/2009/IMG_41923_medium.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in honor of rosa peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abajournal.com/images/gallery/peeps/2009/Same_Sex_Peeps_medium.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same sex peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abajournal.com/images/gallery/peeps/2009/My_Cousin_Peepy_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin peepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abajournal.com/images/gallery/peeps/2009/Law_Student_Melt_Down_018_edi2_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1L peeps study group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abajournal.com/images/gallery/peeps/2009/To_Kill_a_Mockingpeep_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to kill a mockingpeep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abajournal.com/images/gallery/peeps/2009/The_Supeep_Court_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the supeep court . . . I know the guy who made this one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abajournal.com/images/gallery/peeps/2009/peepsonal_injur1_medium.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peepsonal injury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abajournal.com/images/gallery/peeps/2009/P1010034_medium.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Finally heeding the advice of counsel, the Peepetrator exercised his right to remain silent. He made not a peep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abajournal.com/images/gallery/peeps/2009/PEEPS_2009_submittedm_to_ABA_medium.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;state vs oj simpson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abajournal.com/images/gallery/peeps/2009/Cousin_Peep_3_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin peep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abajournal.com/images/gallery/peeps/2009/peep_court_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mascara-laden tears stream down the face of Penelope Peep as she realizes the jury did not accept her theory of “accident” in the death of her husband, Peter Peep. The prosecutor was attributed the success of his case to his life-sized exhibits. “I think the exhibits really showed the jury the level of violence involved in this murder.” Penelope’s attorney is now questioning whether or not his client was really tried by a jury of her peeps."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abajournal.com/images/gallery/peeps/2009/TwelveAngryPeeps_medium.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 angry peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abajournal.com/images/gallery/peeps/2009/Legally_Peep_medium.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;legally peep  (Becky would appreciate that the name of the person who did this one is "Rebecca Lane")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-2761319092943507331?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/2761319092943507331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=2761319092943507331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2761319092943507331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2761319092943507331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/04/may-peeps-be-with-you.html' title='may peeps be with you'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-3104301638743811625</id><published>2009-04-08T21:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:17:10.072-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surveys'/><title type='text'>photo survey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;1. A picture of you in your room.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v371/89/41/18910336/n18910336_34051303_3296.jpg" width="240" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after I passed the bar, I felt a need to take this picture.  Yes, I have an "I &lt;3 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. A photo taken with someone you don't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. A picture with a former crush.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v148/89/41/18910336/n18910336_32314428_6937.jpg" width="300" height="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Dan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. A picture of you very drunk.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v214/89/41/18910336/n18910336_32860158_2756.jpg" width="240" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the drunkest I've ever been, even though it didn't feel like it at the time.  I'm pretty sure I was still drunk when I drove home the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. A picture of you with a parent or two.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images1e.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp8%3A5%3Enu%3D323%3A%3E85%3B%3E753%3EWSNRCG%3D32398%3B%3A64%3A68%3Anu0mrj" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us at my law school graduation . . . would have been nice if they'd told us what camera to look at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. A picture of you on your birthday, or your favorite holiday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images1e.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp892%3Enu%3D323%3A%3E85%3B%3E753%3EWSNRCG%3D3239%3B6%3A93537%3Bnu0mrj" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrating 27 with the boys (and my Aunt Jill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. The youngest picture you can find of yourself in digital form.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images1f.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp8%3B7%3Enu%3D323%3A%3E85%3B%3E753%3EWSNRCG%3D323%3A7464895%3A4nu0mrj" width="250" height="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. A picture of you in one of your favorite outfits.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v12/89/41/18910336/n18910336_30005319_631.jpg" width="225" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this dress sooooo much . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. A picture of you making a goofy face at the camera.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images1.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp45%3Dot%3E232%3B%3D94%3C%3D844%3DXROQDF%3E2323534%3B43%3B67ot1lsi" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fish faces with Melanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. A picture you miiiiiight have edited to make yourself more attractive.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have to come back to this one . . . I crop pictures and I remove red eye, but I don't tend to actually "edit" them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. A picture of you and a team or club you're in.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v133/89/41/18910336/n18910336_32196038_4723.jpg" width="300" height="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Law Review!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. A picture of a night you regret.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I know exactly what picture I want to put here, but I'll be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. A picture of you showing off a new haircut (even if it's an old haircut now)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.snapfish.com/3447738%3B23232%7Ffp54%3Dot%3E2323%3D%3B39%3D953%3D3232%3B3986275%3Bnu0mrj" width="330" height="240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my highlights for the first time the Friday before I started law school . . . this was my picture for the Hofstra Class of 2008 facebook.  I barely recognize myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. A picture of you truly being yourself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v12/89/41/18910336/n18910336_30005320_693.jpg" width="300" height="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep . . . me in a nutshell . . . imitating Chandler in a box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. The most recent picture of you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2731/89/41/18910336/n18910336_34751500_5704590.jpg" width="200" height="280" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the bar Saturday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. A picture of you being absolutely ridiculous.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v254/100/37/18910986/n18910986_33209814_6314.jpg" width="224" height="302" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pathetic attempt to look "thug"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. A photo where you're tagged on facebook, but don't actually appear in the picture.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v647/221/21/823193/n823193_43574530_5446.jpg" width="" height="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It cracked me up when Melanie tagged me in this picture, after I hadn't talked to her in over a year . . . we had all kinds of jokes about Timothy Goebel in college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. A picture of a time in your life that's over, but you wish it wasn't.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v148/89/41/18910336/n18910336_32314449_1922.jpg" width="290" height="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;3&gt; nyu hockey . . . we had such great times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. A picture of a time in your life that's over, and you couldn't be more thankful that it is.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images1f.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp8%3C%3A%3Enu%3D323%3A%3E85%3B%3E753%3EWSNRCG%3D323%3A746464%3B6%3Cnu0mrj" width="400" height="270" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 14th birthday . . . could I be more awkward?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. A picture with your oldest friend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images1.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp64%3Dot%3E232%3B%3D94%3C%3D844%3DXROQDF%3E2323%3B93%3A95%3B64ot1lsi" width="240" height="170" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother, Amanda and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. A picture with your newest friend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2653/89/41/18910336/n18910336_34624401_55743.jpg" width="300" height="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtney cakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. A picture of you when you were anything but happy...even if you were smiling and did your best to hide it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v193/195/90/504655305/n504655305_997810_9219.jpg" width="225" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakups are not fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. A picture of you that you had no idea was being taken.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v319/119/125/16600328/n16600328_31071163_3832.jpg" width="225" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might as well put the most infamous one . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. A picture of you when you were a different person than you are now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images1.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp63%3Dot%3E232%3B%3D94%3C%3D844%3DXROQDF%3E232359%3B3%3B6%3B%3B2ot1lsi" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my high school's senior class picture . . . I was definitely a different person back then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;25. A picture of you in a fashion "DON'T."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v12/89/41/18910336/n18910336_30005318_529.jpg" width="225" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allowing Tim to style my hair . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26. A picture of you in a swimsuit - whether you love it or loathe it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.snapfish.com/3434%3A99523232%7Ffp45%3Dot%3E232%3B%3D94%3C%3D844%3DXROQDF%3E23237%3A%3A57%3C2%3B4ot1lsi" width="240" height="165" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe . . . one of the few pictures available of me in a bathing suit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27. A picture you taking a shot / chugging a beer / downing some sort of mixed drink.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v41/89/41/18910336/n18910336_30627538_2815.jpg" width="300" height="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture makes me giggle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28. A picture that you hate.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty much any where my eyes are closed . . . I tend not to post pictures I hate on Facebook, which is where I'm pulling most of these ones, so I may have to come back to this one too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29. A picture of you with someone you love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v332/89/41/18910336/n18910336_33730540_5059.jpg" width="300" height="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with four someones I love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30. A picture of how you'd like the world to see you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images1b.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp35%3B%3Enu%3D323%3A%3E85%3B%3E753%3EWSNRCG%3D3234%3C3%3A9469%3A%3Anu0mrj" width="300" height="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiling, happy and with John Krasinski's arm around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;31. A picture that describes how you'd like to spend every day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v357/89/41/18910336/n18910336_33824853_518.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at Sonic?  Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;32. A picture of a time when everything was changing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images1.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp46%3Dot%3E232%3B%3D94%3C%3D844%3DXROQDF%3E232357%3B8%3B5%3B83ot1lsi" width="240" height="120" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before I moved out of NYC =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;33. A picture that makes your heart hurt.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images1.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp63%3Dot%3E232%3B%3D94%3C%3D844%3DXROQDF%3E2323583%3C9%3A%3B85ot1lsi" width="240" height="120" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think about him every day anymore, but I think about him enough.  It's been almost ten years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;34. A picture that makes your heart smile.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images1b.snapfish.com/232323232%7Ffp365%3Enu%3D323%3A%3E85%3B%3E753%3EWSNRCG%3D3234%3C3%3A94699%3Bnu0mrj" width="300" height="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Ryan so much . . . this is one of my favorites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;35. A picture of one of the best nights of your life (or days).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v172/89/41/18910336/n18910336_32563979_8263.jpg" width="300" height="225" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years Eve 2007/2008 was without a doubt one of the most fun nights I've ever had&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-3104301638743811625?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/3104301638743811625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=3104301638743811625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3104301638743811625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3104301638743811625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/04/photo-survey.html' title='photo survey!'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-5747009180735782416</id><published>2009-04-02T22:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:20:59.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>he's just not that into me</title><content type='html'>When Michael dragged Becky and I to go see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He's Just Not That Into You&lt;/span&gt; (that's exactly how it happened, really), we figured we'd get some tough love.  Instead we got stories about crazy people who did all kinds of absurd things that no sane person would EVER do, and yet they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still &lt;/span&gt;got the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I bought the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I think I need to go buy a puppy.  Stat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinsterly yours,&lt;br /&gt;Kerri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-5747009180735782416?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/5747009180735782416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=5747009180735782416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/5747009180735782416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/5747009180735782416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/04/hes-just-not-that-into-me.html' title='he&apos;s just not that into me'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-6001488128010433269</id><published>2009-03-31T20:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:05:13.993-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='law school'/><title type='text'>i &lt;3 law revue (although not as much as i &lt;3 law review)</title><content type='html'>from Hofstra's Inaugural Law Revue . . . not now, chief, i'm in the freakin' zone&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/P8oOruz3WRw&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/P8oOruz3WRw&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-6001488128010433269?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/6001488128010433269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=6001488128010433269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6001488128010433269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6001488128010433269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-3-law-revue-althought-not-as-much-as.html' title='i &lt;3 law revue (although not as much as i &lt;3 law review)'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-693811574763222605</id><published>2009-03-18T20:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:38:23.128-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='links'/><title type='text'>I AM ADDICTED</title><content type='html'>Thanks, Elizabeth . . . &lt;a href="http://www.sporcle.com"&gt;this website is seriously addicting.  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I seriously suck.  Although I can name all 50 states in 1 minute, 5 seconds, here are my (pathetic) scores to beat on some other tests:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U.S. Capitals = 36/50&lt;br /&gt;Presidents = 30/44&lt;br /&gt;Countries = 62/195 . . . that one is just embarrassing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-693811574763222605?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/693811574763222605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=693811574763222605' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/693811574763222605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/693811574763222605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-addicted.html' title='I AM ADDICTED'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-6772554142191335502</id><published>2009-03-17T20:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:30:45.538-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><title type='text'>i'd buy it</title><content type='html'>1 - Go to "wikipedia." Hit “random”&lt;br /&gt;or click &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ki/Special:Random&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first random wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Go to "Random quotations"&lt;br /&gt;or click &lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.quotationspage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;com/random.php3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Go to flickr and click on “explore the last seven days”&lt;br /&gt;or click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.flickr.com/expl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ore/interesting/7days&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - Use Photoshop (or similar) to put it all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/ScBN604T5NI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/rwRF8duWd2A/s1600-h/cd+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/ScBN604T5NI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/rwRF8duWd2A/s400/cd+cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314333233319765202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it!  Try your own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI - Album title comes from the quote "Silence is one of the hardest arguments to refute" - Josh Billings.  As for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naked Jungle&lt;/span&gt; . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Naked Jungle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, was a one-off television game show produced by the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_Kingdom" title="United Kingdom"&gt;United Kingdom&lt;/a&gt; terrestrial &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Television" title="Television"&gt;TV&lt;/a&gt; station &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Five_%28channel%29" title="Five (channel)" class="mw-redirect"&gt;Channel 5&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2000" title="2000"&gt;2000&lt;/a&gt;. In itself a fairly innocuous gameshow with an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Assault_course" title="Assault course"&gt;assault course&lt;/a&gt; format, it was controversial because its contestants were all &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Naturism" title="Naturism"&gt;nudists&lt;/a&gt;. The programme's presenter, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Keith_Chegwin" title="Keith Chegwin"&gt;Keith Chegwin&lt;/a&gt;, was also naked. The full-frontal scenes of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Genitalia" title="Genitalia" class="mw-redirect"&gt;genitalia&lt;/a&gt; (including Chegwin himself) caused a furore in the national media, especially in the &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daily_Mail" title="Daily Mail"&gt;Daily Mail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, and the show also attracted criticism in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/British_House_of_Commons" title="British House of Commons" class="mw-redirect"&gt;House of Commons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/789086.stm" class="external autonumber" title="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/789086.stm" rel="nofollow"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt;. No follow-up programmes were made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to lie . . . I'm incredibly intrigued . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-6772554142191335502?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/6772554142191335502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=6772554142191335502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6772554142191335502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6772554142191335502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/03/id-buy-it.html' title='i&apos;d buy it'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/ScBN604T5NI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/rwRF8duWd2A/s72-c/cd+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-4401840700814376580</id><published>2009-03-16T20:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:38:44.610-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surveys'/><title type='text'>survey time = happy time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you know the last male you texted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pattycakes was one of my first law school friends and definitely one of the best ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Were you single on your last birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you wearing a sports shirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How much longer until your birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little less than six months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How was your day today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hectic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What was the last new movie you watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watchmen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you have a reason to smile right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked Courtnie's answer - "Yes and No"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you have any diseases? If so, what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd relive certain days/nights/moments if I could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who is the last person on your received calls list?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where were you at 8 am this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So how are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not too shabby . . . watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HIMYM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morning or Night person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite number?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Left or right handed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Any cool scars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you talk a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.  Never about anything important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you marry for money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.  But it couldn't hurt, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Could you live without a computer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you drink enough water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you wear shoes in your house or take 'em off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 'em off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What' s your favorite fruit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your favorite place to visit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe . . . different places hold different appeal . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you photogenic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last person to give you a compliment, and what was it ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you dream in black in white or color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't actually know . . . color, I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you want to live till 100 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends on my mental/physical state and who's there with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you watch movies at home, do you like the lights on or off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends . . . usually on because I'm usually doing other stuff while I watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you like to watch cartoons?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Futurama&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Family Guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you short?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you basically a happy person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you tired?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty much all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did you drink anything with caffeine today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee and Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you get along with your parent(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you won a million dollars, what would be your first thought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaaaay, I can move out!  And pay back my loans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you doing tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching tv and SLEEPING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last person with their arms around you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, I took lots of pictures and gave lots of hugs on Saturday night, it was probably Courtney or Briton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomorrow is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Patrick's Day, but I'll be working and memo writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who are most your texts from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky and Scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you happy with life at the moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't complain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-4401840700814376580?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/4401840700814376580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=4401840700814376580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4401840700814376580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4401840700814376580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/03/survey-time-happy-time.html' title='survey time = happy time'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-6098074782262136192</id><published>2009-03-12T22:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:58:49.894-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surveys'/><title type='text'>thursday night survey time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How old were you when you had your first real relationship, with who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 with Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What' s your current boy situation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When' s the last time you did something you knew was wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you hate the last guy/ girl you had a thing with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever been out past curfew?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never had a curfew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...  good question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What' s your relationship with the person you last texted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Becky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did anyone see you kiss the last person you kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that I know of, but we did discuss the possibility of voyeurs =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did the one person who hurt you the most in your life apologize?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Latest you stayed up in the past week? And why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not too late . . . like 2:30ish last Friday I guess, by the time I drove back to Brooklyn from CT after Brand New!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you cry a lot? Have you recently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no and no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you think you're a good person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What was on your mind mostly today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you held hands with anyone today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where is your number one person on your friends list?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my MySpace friends list?  He's probably either at work or out with his latest lady friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever thought about getting your lip pierced?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have a best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you have any plans for the weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow night is the nyu hockey alumni game, followed by work "kids' night" . . . saturday night is pattycakes's birthday party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you in a good mood right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a great mood, but not a horrible one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's bothering you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just silly girl things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you were upset who' s the first girl you would go to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depends who/what had upset me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you need to say anything to someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What was the worst mistake of your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When was the last time someone yelled at you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure . . . it was probably Briton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who is the last person that called you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How many kids do you want to have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What made you sad today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, silly girl stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When was the last time you were disappointed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a couple of weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is the last person you kissed also the next person you' ll kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you believe ex's can be friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you think relationships are ever really worth it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will you talk to the person you like/ love on the phone tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What woke you up this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my alarm clock, playing Robbie Williams' "Sexed Up".  I'm pretty sure I woke up a little bit before the alarm clock though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did your last kiss mean anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you looking forward to in the next three months?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warmer weather . . . going to FL . . . possibilities&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-6098074782262136192?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/6098074782262136192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=6098074782262136192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6098074782262136192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6098074782262136192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday-night-survey-time.html' title='thursday night survey time'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-1725982898112519303</id><published>2009-03-07T20:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T11:42:22.186-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brand new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>last three songs = i could have died happy last night</title><content type='html'>Brand New at The Webster Theater in Hartford, CT&lt;br /&gt;March 6, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Set List:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jaws Theme swimming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sic Transit Gloria&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Archers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Millstone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Shower Scene&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The No Seatbelt Song&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Okay, I Believe You . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NEW SONG*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Luca&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sowing Season&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesus Christ&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Degausser&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You Won't Know&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ENCORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mix Tape&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;70 Times 7&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play Crack the Sky&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never heard "Mix Tape" live before, and to hear that followed by "70 x 7" and THEN to end with PCTS?   Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a83c8901c636927" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0a83c8901c636927%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331560087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28F43C60C3A3EC8C57BD149FF60B1C8F7A3E165B.367208F83B2175444880FE340E60D45321681390%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da83c8901c636927%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9cFcvHVnIVkRvHsJrUdxOns2n40&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0a83c8901c636927%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331560087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28F43C60C3A3EC8C57BD149FF60B1C8F7A3E165B.367208F83B2175444880FE340E60D45321681390%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da83c8901c636927%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9cFcvHVnIVkRvHsJrUdxOns2n40&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Last minute of the concert (and of my favorite Brand New song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I don't know that this song has an official name yet, but it's been referred to as "Brickhouse" and "Trees".  You can check it out below to hear it . . . or just to drool over Jesse like I tend to ;)&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/DJDqlMN2aOE&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/DJDqlMN2aOE&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-1725982898112519303?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a83c8901c636927&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/1725982898112519303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=1725982898112519303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1725982898112519303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1725982898112519303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-three-songs-i-could-have-died.html' title='last three songs = i could have died happy last night'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-4685349193776895051</id><published>2009-02-25T23:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:20:18.054-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kevin devine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>adorable</title><content type='html'>Kevin Devine posted this on MySpace today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;The Frida&lt;wbr&gt;y, April&lt;wbr&gt; 24th "&lt;wbr&gt;Broth&lt;wbr&gt;er's Blood&lt;wbr&gt;" Bower&lt;wbr&gt;y Ballr&lt;wbr&gt;oom show has sold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 month&lt;wbr&gt;s in advan&lt;wbr&gt;ce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is crazy&lt;wbr&gt;, and unexp&lt;wbr&gt;ected&lt;wbr&gt;, and my mothe&lt;wbr&gt;r point&lt;wbr&gt;ed out we'&lt;wbr&gt;re 'the only show alrea&lt;wbr&gt;dy sold out for April&lt;wbr&gt;' befor&lt;wbr&gt;e telli&lt;wbr&gt;ng me she loved&lt;wbr&gt; me "&lt;wbr&gt;even when I'm not sold out.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank&lt;wbr&gt; YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compl&lt;wbr&gt;ete US tour dates&lt;wbr&gt; and a bunch&lt;wbr&gt; more comin&lt;wbr&gt;g very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank&lt;wbr&gt; YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looooove him . . . and his mom too apparently.  So glad I got my tickets to this one already . . . who wants to go with me?  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-4685349193776895051?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/4685349193776895051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=4685349193776895051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4685349193776895051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4685349193776895051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/02/adorable.html' title='adorable'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-5612134993631565666</id><published>2009-02-23T20:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:51:39.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bah</title><content type='html'>Dear How I Met Your Mother,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new episode one of these Mondays would be absolutely delightful.  Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Kerri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-5612134993631565666?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/5612134993631565666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=5612134993631565666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/5612134993631565666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/5612134993631565666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/02/bah.html' title='bah'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-7609463190149732640</id><published>2009-02-22T18:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:31:52.567-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>packing is fun</title><content type='html'>for your quick reference, a list of things that the &lt;a href="http://www.tsa.gov/311/index.shtm"&gt;transportation security administration &lt;/a&gt;won't let you carry on to a plane, but will let you check (a non-exhaustive list, so feel free to check their website with your specific queries!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Axes/Ice Picks  &lt;br /&gt;Meat Cleavers&lt;br /&gt;Sabers&lt;br /&gt;Swords&lt;br /&gt;Baseball Bats&lt;br /&gt;Bows and Arrows  &lt;br /&gt;Spear Guns&lt;br /&gt;Firearms&lt;br /&gt;Realistic Replicas of Firearms&lt;br /&gt;Axes and Hatchets&lt;br /&gt;Cattle Prods&lt;br /&gt;Billy Clubs (I don't know what that is, but the name made me giggle)&lt;br /&gt;Nunchakus&lt;br /&gt;Throwing Stars&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-7609463190149732640?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/7609463190149732640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=7609463190149732640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7609463190149732640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7609463190149732640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/02/packing-is-fun.html' title='packing is fun'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-6239312248370429379</id><published>2009-02-12T22:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:01:20.721-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='law school'/><title type='text'>man, i almost miss reading days . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://courtoons.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/rogue1.jpg?w=450&amp;amp;h=453" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-6239312248370429379?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/6239312248370429379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=6239312248370429379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6239312248370429379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6239312248370429379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/02/man-i-almost-miss-reading-days.html' title='man, i almost miss reading days . . .'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-8499110980694810285</id><published>2009-02-08T17:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:28:19.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the back cover of the free book i got yesterday pretty much sums up my day at ny comic con better than i ever could</title><content type='html'>"Rescued from unspeakable horror, Ishbel Burnelle has devoted her life to the Order of the Coil, a sacred cult that reads the future in the entrails of its human sacrifices.  But the Serpent has loftier plans for the archpriestess, and an eerie, eldritch warning: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prepare for the Lord of Elcho Falling . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perils abound in a realm beset by treachery, and above all looms the DarkGlass Mountain - once known as the Threshold - as the terrible Dark God Kanubai prepares to emerge from his prison in exile."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup . . . probably won't be reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Serpent Bride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-8499110980694810285?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/8499110980694810285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=8499110980694810285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8499110980694810285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8499110980694810285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-cover-of-free-book-i-got-yesterday.html' title='the back cover of the free book i got yesterday pretty much sums up my day at ny comic con better than i ever could'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-5443030989497433418</id><published>2009-01-25T23:17:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:07:47.623-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>it's been a while since i had an audience participation entry</title><content type='html'>I've been overdoing it with song lyric trivia lately . . . and I feel like every time I do movie quote trivia, I use the same quotes . . . so let's try some TV quote trivia!  Winner gets a prize!  Bonus points if you give me the name of the character(s).  I'm not trying to trick anyone here . . . if you know the shows I love, you'll figure these out quickly enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;"I don't love you for what you do, or what you don't do.  I just love you."&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;- Will Tippin, Alias&lt;/b&gt; (Becky . . . close enough ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"There really is such a kind person buried deep down inside of you - deep, deep down inside you. Somewhere."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;"What are they doing in there?"  "They're doing their taxes."  "Are they going to be doing their taxes every night?"  "For the first couple of months . . ."&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;- Michelle and Joey, Full House&lt;/b&gt; (Courtnie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;"We've got to stick together because united, we're unstoppable, but divided-"  "People get shot."&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;- Seth and Ryan, The OC&lt;/b&gt; (Scott)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;"For God's sake, put your pants on, you're my lawyer, not my dentist!"&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;-Karen, Will and Grace&lt;/b&gt; (Elizabeth)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;"Sometimes the clothes at Gap Kids are just too flashy.  So I'm forced to go to the American Girl store.  And order clothes for large colonial dolls."&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;- Angela, The Office&lt;/b&gt; (Elizabeth)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;"I'm happy for you and your cat, which, by the way, I think you should name Michael."&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;-Rachel Green, Friends&lt;/b&gt; (Elizabeth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;"When I get sad, I stop being sad and be awesome instead.  True story."&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;- Barney, How I Met Your Mother&lt;/b&gt; (Courtnie)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;"So I really am important?  How I feel when I'm drunk is correct?"  "Yes - except the Dave Matthews Band doesn't rock."&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;Fry and Nibbler, Futurama&lt;/b&gt; (Scott)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I don't agree with the way he delegates authority, and I don't like the way he runs operations. But since midnight last night, you won't get me to disapprove of a single action he's taken. "&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Huh, it does kind of tingle."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"That baby really kicked your ass."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;"Destiny is a fickle bitch."&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;- Ben, Lost&lt;/b&gt; (Becky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;"I haven't had sex in eight months and 12 days. I'm horny, I'm half-naked, and I'm saying yes. Do you want to stand there and talk metaphors, or do you want to literally take off your pants?"&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;-Izzy Stevens, Grey's Anatomy&lt;/b&gt; (Elizabeth)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;"At least he promised to take you.  He just let me blindly enjoy my childhood!  I didn't even know there was a cabin he wasn't taking me to!"&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;- GOB, Arrested Development&lt;/b&gt; (Pat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-5443030989497433418?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/5443030989497433418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=5443030989497433418' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/5443030989497433418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/5443030989497433418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-while-since-i-had-audience.html' title='it&apos;s been a while since i had an audience participation entry'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-8321340100676999439</id><published>2009-01-24T11:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T11:22:42.820-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>on gmail spamming my entire address book and then deleting my entire address book</title><content type='html'>Mary:  Wait, so you lost your address book?  Is it possible you just turned a wheel somewhere and everything will come back if Desmond can save the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: That just make Briton and me laugh out loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary: In that case, I'm sorry I deleted the part about asking if Briton's nose had started to bleed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-8321340100676999439?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/8321340100676999439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=8321340100676999439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8321340100676999439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8321340100676999439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-gmail-spamming-my-entire-address.html' title='on gmail spamming my entire address book and then deleting my entire address book'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-2585176315377123205</id><published>2009-01-19T22:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T22:48:13.353-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>there's no place like home</title><content type='html'>I forgot how friggin unbelievable the season finale of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lost &lt;/span&gt;was . . . I am soooooooo pumped for Wednesday night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-2585176315377123205?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/2585176315377123205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=2585176315377123205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2585176315377123205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2585176315377123205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/01/theres-no-place-like-home.html' title='there&apos;s no place like home'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-6872791319068015578</id><published>2009-01-13T22:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:30:37.803-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surveys'/><title type='text'>how i met your  mother made me cry tonight</title><content type='html'>this survey's kinda dumb, but it was the only one i could find on myspace that i hadn't done already =P&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long have you known the last person you kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about 3 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When's the last time you talked to him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who was the last person to IM you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How was your Christmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was good.  Not the best ever, but good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you taken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How is life right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How are you feeling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i met your mother made me cry!  after it made me laugh hysterically.  clearly i am mood swingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you listening to right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;30 Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where's your cell phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my nightstand.  with the "verizon tips hints &amp;amp; shortcuts" book on top of it so the status light blinking doesn't keep me up all night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you love someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure, lots of people, some in different ways than others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's your next piercing going to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you have an older sister?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have any sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you have a best friend(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favorite show(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on tv still?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Office &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/span&gt;.  I watch lots of other things, but most of them I can give or take.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;24 &lt;/span&gt;has the potential to be good this year.  We'll see if it lasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How late did you stay up on Christmas eve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 or 2ish I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you cried in the last 72 hours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How many texts did you have when you woke up today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you talked on the phone at all today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at work and then with my mom and Briton after I left work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you currently have feelings for anybody?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you think you have changed over the past year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, 2008 was a crazy year for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you currently looking forward to anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vacation.  some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you care if people talk badly about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i didn't, but yeah, i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Done anything illegal lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i never do anything illegal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Was today a good day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha.  weekdays are never good days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is there anybody you would push off a cliff?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, but there's plenty of people who I'd throw on some deserted island somewhere with no phone or internet access&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you wear your seatbelt in the car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you have a crush on someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Name one thing you worry about running out of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sanity?  although it's dangerously close to gone right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your favorite pizza topping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mushrooms or pepperoni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you crack your knuckles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noo....  it scares me a little, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What CD is closest to you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have the killers "day and age" in my cd player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if you could go back or forward in time, where would you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd go back to August.  or I'd go forward to retirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How many kids do you plan on having?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's get me a husband (or even a boyfriend) first and then we'll talk kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you rather die in a blaze of glory or peacefully in your sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep sounds like the better option&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coffee or tea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still prefer tea, but i'm slightly obsessed with dunkin donuts coffee right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you talk to yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, sooo much at work . . . ask briton if you don't believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What Color Is Your Toothbrush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you giving up on anybody?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you have to be glad for what you've got, done with what you've lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What Were You Doing At 8 Am This Morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What Were You Doing 45 Minutes Ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever walked in on people having sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did you get a full eight hours of sleep last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never get a full eight hours of sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever gotten alcohol poisoning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever kissed anyone whose name starts with an 'L?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who was the last person you talked to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you have any plans for today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why did you last laugh really hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do you want most right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How many piercings do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one in each ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How many tattoos do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When were you last sick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a cold last week, feeling a lot better now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does anyone know your MySpace passw​ord?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to my knowledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you listening to right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will and Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How long does it take for you to shower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depends if I'm in a rush, if I'm washing my hair, etc.  5-20 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you know anybody with the same birthday as you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What side of the bed do you sleep on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it depends.  in my apartment, i slept on the left side.  now i sleep on the right side.  my bed's against a wall - i sleep on the side that's not against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever had any near death experiences?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in a bowling alley stuck in a back room while there was a guy with a gun firing shots outside... that was pretty terrifying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who's hoodie did you wear last?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm wearing my own now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who did you last sleep in the same bed with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky on new year's eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you want to get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How are you feeling at this moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreading going back to work tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope so, but probably not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honestly, if you could go back 5 months from now, would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't have to think twice about it, yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you know a few people that smoke weed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is there anyone you won't ever forget?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you rather go back a week or go forward?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have a dog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you in a good mood right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, i'm already dreading waking up tomorrow morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How old is the first person on your top 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, another stolen myspace survey . . . he'll be 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How long was your last phone call?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a couple of minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What made you smile today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/span&gt;.  And then it made me cry.   Goddd i have issues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What were you doing 2 hours ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you miss anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did anything weird happen in the past 3 days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever intentionally tried to make someone jealous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i can think of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How did you and your number 2 get to know each other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is my #2?  i think it's my aunt ruth... in which case my mother played a large role in us getting to know each other =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you think your first love affects the way you go on with life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you held hands with anybody in the past week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Biggest annoyance in your life right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything work related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Has anybody ever told you that you have pretty eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How many different people of the opposite sex have you really cried over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where is your number one right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no idea . . . if he's not at work, i have no clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Was the first person you talked to today male or female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is someone on your mind right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you believe in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-6872791319068015578?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/6872791319068015578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=6872791319068015578' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6872791319068015578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6872791319068015578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-i-met-your-mother-made-me-cry.html' title='how i met your  mother made me cry tonight'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-6154758162269921965</id><published>2009-01-03T18:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T21:03:36.507-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surveys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><title type='text'>first survey of 2009</title><content type='html'>Haven't done a survey in a while (not since LAST YEAR . . . am I really still making "last year" jokes?) and according to Scott, this one was a "girl survey", so why the hell not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you swear​ to tell the truth​ the whole​ truth​ and nothi​ng but the truth​?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure.  I'm trying to be more honest in 2009. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where​ were you last night​?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work 'til around 8:30, then stopped at Target, then back here to watch TV and finish reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is today​'​s date?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janua​ry 3 , 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who was the last perso​n to call you baby/​babe?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know . . . I don't think anyone's ever called me baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you'​re at the groce​ry store​ do you use the self check​out?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, 9 out of 10 times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyon​e crush​ing on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly doubt that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your relat​ionsh​ip statu​s?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Has anyon​e ever sang to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Has anyon​e ever given​ you roses​?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you were aband​oned in the wilde​rness​,​ would​ you survi​ve?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who do you text the most?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you make your money​?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selling my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First​ perso​n to text today​?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Ruth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your favor​ite color​?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purple and blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What color​ are your eyes?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is a compl​iment​ you receive often​?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I have nice eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How tall are you?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5'4ish?  I don't actually know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who was the last perso​n to say they loved​ you and when?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad, a couple hours ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you like your paren​ts?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you secretly like someone?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's probably not really a secret.  I've had an on-and-off crush for the past year too though that's definitely a secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why did your last relat​ionsh​ip end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short answer is that it really was not the right time in my life to be in a relationship, for a number of different long answer reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who was the last perso​n you said you loved​ to on the phone​?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where​ is the furth​est place​ you'​ve trave​led?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senegal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which​ do you prefe​r,​ to eat or sleep​?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you look more like your mom or your dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom . . . it's the eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How long does it take you to showe​r?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends how much of a rush I'm in . . . 20 minute showers are amazing when I can get away with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can you do split​s?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha . . . definitely not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you flexi​ble?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not particularly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What did you do on New Years​ Eve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the night at Phebes in NYC with Becky, Christine, Briton, Lance, and a couple of Lance's friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Was your mom there​?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can you speak​ any other​ langu​age than Engli​sh?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minimal Spanish . . . I've forgotten most of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is the last lette​r of your middl​e name?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How many hours​ of sleep​ did you get last night​?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.5/8ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you wear your seatb​elt in the car?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fanatical about that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you scare​d of flyin​g?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do you sleep​ in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually PJ pants and a t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you like funny​ peopl​e or serio​us peopl​e?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny people who know when to be serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What are you liste​ning to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;various Dustin Kensrue covers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What jewel​ry do you wear all the time?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any that I wear all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do you have plann​ed for tonig​ht?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing . . . my throat's killing me and I have to write a memo for work tomorrow, just taking it easy tonight . . . listening to music and chatting with Scott on AIM . . . I'll probably finish off season one of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HIMYM&lt;/span&gt; too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is the last perso​n you kisse​d older​ than you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you prefe​r myspa​ce or socia​lspla​sh?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF is socialsplash??&lt;br /&gt;(absolutely no need to change this response from the previous two posters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you have a favor​ite item of cloth​ing?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so, except I live in my Brand New "mics are for singing not swinging" sweatshirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you like messa​ges or comme​nts bette​r?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On MySpace/Facebook I assume?  Comments.  I always forget to check my messages.  But I almost never use MySpace anymore so it doesn't matter either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last movie​ you saw in theat​ers?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight with Christine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last thing​ you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coldstone creamery =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What was last thing​ you drank​?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grape gatorade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you happy​ right​ now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unhappy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you could​ have one thing​ right​ now what would​ it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who makes​ you happi​est right​ now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think any one person makes me "happiest"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What were you doing​ at midni​ght last night​?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading the end of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are you left hande​d?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to be and used to spend hours trying to write sentences in this notebook to try to "teach myself" to be one . . . it never worked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What was for dinne​r tonig​ht?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Tortilla . . . yummm.  Shrimp burrito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is the last thing​ you thoug​ht about​?​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How amazing Blue Tortilla is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you want to get marri​ed &amp;amp; have child​ren one day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do... I hope it's a possibility&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-6154758162269921965?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/6154758162269921965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=6154758162269921965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6154758162269921965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6154758162269921965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-survey-of-2009.html' title='first survey of 2009'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-7701001035078370428</id><published>2009-01-02T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:20:57.909-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mix cds'/><title type='text'>2008 soundtrack</title><content type='html'>It's rough . . . but I think I've finalized my playlist.  This was clearly the year of The Spill Canvas . . . I hate repeating artists on a "best of" CD, but these three songs were a huge part of my 2008, and each reminds me of a different incredibly important person in my life . . . I couldn't cut any of them. So . . . here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Fear You Won't Fall"&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joshua Radin.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I feel like this was my theme song for 2008.  "I know it's easy to say but it's harder to feel this way.  I miss you more than I should, than I thought I could, can't keep my mind off of you."  It's reminded me of a couple of different people throughout the year, but no matter what, this beautiful song will always remind me of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Say" - John Mayer.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I've never quite recovered from my lessening opinion of John Mayer, but this song nearly revived my junior year of college love for him.  It kind of hit home in January and February or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Me Vs. Maradona Vs. Elvis" - Brand New.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;This has been one of my favorite Brand New songs for years . . . I never felt like I could relate to it until this year though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"A Bad Dream" - Keane.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;At the beginning of the year, after watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The OC &lt;/span&gt;New Year's episode from Season 1 on New Year's Eve, I got on a huge kick of watching the DVDs and watched all four seasons over the course of about three weeks or so.  Best show ever.  But anyway, this song was playing in the Season 4 premiere, where Ryan and Julie are talking about going after Volchuck, and I fell completely in love with it, googled the lyrics, and discovered that I already had it on my itunes and had never listened to it.  It very quickly shot up to one of my most played songs on iTunes . . . I absolutely love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"All Over You" - The Spill Canvas.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I've loved The Spill Canvas for years, but this is the song that propelled them to one of my favorite bands.  During my intercession mediation course, K-Rock was playing the same "you hear it first" song every night at 6pm for a week.  This song was it that week and I heard it on my drive home every night - I was hooked from the first listen.  "I'm all over you, I'm not over you . . . why can't you just love me back?"  Love, love, love this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"No Air" - Jordin Sparks &amp;amp; Chris Brown.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I never heard this song until I happened to be over at Carle Place to watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lost &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Office&lt;/span&gt; or something that they'd DVR'd, and then I saw through the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Idol&lt;/span&gt; results show with them while I waited for someone to drive me home.  (It was the night the Australian guy that Becky loved got voted off!  It may have been an Idol Gives Back episode?)  Anyway, this song was performed, and I'd never heard it before, but I loved it immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sandcastles in the Sand" - Robin Sparkles.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/span&gt; quite possibly was the most consistently awesome TV show in 2008 and it was definitely my favorite jump-on-the-bandwagon discovery.  There was nothing not to love about the episode with the same name: Canada jokes; James Vander Beek; Robin and Barney doing it; and, of course, the second video and single from Robin Sparkles, featuring Alan Thicke, Tiffany, the build up to "come back please, I've changed my mind!  Let's go all the way!" with the spoken whispers "I'm on the pill now!"  I can't hear this song without cracking up.  I didn't think "Let's Go To the Mall" could be topped, but hey, if I was a young Canadian girl in the early 90s (ha, I wish!), Robin Sparkles totally would have been my teen idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Umbrella (Acoustic Version)" - Rihanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;.  I'm always several months behind in deciding I like Rihanna songs and this one was no exception.  This version and the various cover versions I acquired throughout the year were definitely 2008 favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Himerus and Eros" - The Spill Canvas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;.  Seriously, is it possible for The Spill Canvas to be a better band?  Three songs on the 2008 mix, all from different albums . . . amazing.  I can't quite explain why this song reminds me of who it reminds me of . . . I guess it reminds me of one night in particular that -- even though it wasn't really anything like this song -- definitely, at least subconsciously, stuck with me throughout the year and made me rethink some things that I didn't even think possible.  One day my friends really will make "Team" t-shirts; this song definitely belongs to the team with the most supporters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Love Song" - Sara Bareilles.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I saw Sara Bareilles open up for James Blunt with Mary in February (thank you, Keely) and really liked her; this song definitely pre-dated 2008, but my love of it was purely a February-April epiphany.  This song makes me think of driving to Target with Mary, blasting the cd or the radio or wherever we were hearing it, and singing along.  And as a lot of my 2008 songs do, this one reminds me of someone in particular - "i learned the hard way that they all say things you want to hear and my heavy heart sinks deep down under you and your twisted words, your help just hurts, you are not what I thought you were."  Such good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Stop and Stare" - OneRepublic&lt;/span&gt;.  I forget where I was the first time I heard this song - I think it was Target.  But I remember exactly where I was the second time I heard it - I was in a cab with Becky and Pomarico, stuck in traffic trying to meet up with Briton and Lainie at the next bar on Briton's birthday.  I remember going crazy trying to figure out who sang it and nobody knew, but I texted Becky, Briton and Pomarico all to tell them to remind me the next day when I'd sobered up who sang it.  They all, amazingly, followed through, and I discovered it was Onerepublic, and then I couldn't avoid the song after that, but it always reminds me of that night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Violet Hill" - Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;.  My blog aggregator website had this song listed as the most downloaded/posted quite some time before &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Viva la Vida&lt;/span&gt; came out, and despite never really being a huge Coldplay fan, I loved this song from the opening instrumental.  "If you love me, won't you let me know."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Time of My Life" - David Cook.  &lt;/span&gt;I didn't watch any &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Idol &lt;/span&gt;this year, but all season, I'd hear references to David Cook and how he kept singing some of my favorite songs.  When I finally caught the second to last episode of the season, when he sang his final three songs and ended with "The World I Know" by Collective Soul, I was sold and I was a fan and he was the first potential idol that I ever voted for.  I called and called until I got through, and the next night Becky came over to watch the season finale and I was just as excited as if I'd watched every episode when he won.  This song remains one of my favorites of 2008; at that point in my year, even with a summer of bar review on the horizon, it really was the time of my life.  And then afterwards, Becky and I went to Levittown and Plainview and got McDonalds ice cream sundaes.  So I'll always have fond memories of David Cook.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Paper Planes" - M.I.A.  &lt;/span&gt;How can anyone's 2008 mix not include this song?  Even though it was earlier in the year that I first loved it, every time I hear it now, I think of being at Brother Jimmy's with Shauna, Emily, Christine and Kerrin in November, and me pulling up the lyrics on my Blackberry so that Shauna, Emily and I could sing along with Shauna's ringtone . . . good times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Night Will Go As Follows" - The Spill Canvas.  &lt;/span&gt;Everything about this song reminds me of one night in particular this summer . . . I remember having the song come on my ipod a couple weeks after that night and actually listening to the lyrics for the first time, completely awestruck as to how well it fit.  It was definitely one of the best nights of my year and I'll always love this song for reminding me of it.  "To be completely honest, you're not like all the rest."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Summertime" - New Kids on the Block.  &lt;/span&gt;I remember being at Becky's when I heard this song for the first time - I went home that weekend and downloaded it and it made me one hundred times more excited to go see NKOTB in September.  I went with Christine and Lauren to see them at Nassau Coliseum and it was hands down one of the best concerts I've ever been to - I only wish I'd had the chance to see them 18 years ago so I could compare the two!  So much fun though, and this song always makes me smile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"A Man's Gotta Do" - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr. Horrible's Singalong Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  I developed a severe love for Nathan Fillion in 2008, and rekindled my old love of NPH . . . it was so hard to pick which song from Dr. Horrible would make the cut on my "soundtrack", but in the end, this one won out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Love Me, I'm A Liberal" - Kevin Devine.  &lt;/span&gt;Kevin Devine released this on his MySpace a couple weeks before the election; a "2008" version of some older song.  I didn't agree with every line in it, but how could I not love it anyway?  Kevin Devine's liberal lyrics are one of the many things I love about him.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I'm Yours" - Jason Mraz.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Towards the last couple months of 2008, this song was unavoidable, but it was so friggin catchy that I couldn't even fault it for being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt;.  It's still one of my favorites of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Human" - The Killers.  &lt;/span&gt;I think &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day and Age &lt;/span&gt;is my favorite Killers album.  This song/album will always remind me of Thanksgiving weekend . . . love it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I almost feel like I should have ended this CD with "The Fear You Won't Fall" again . . . the year has kind of come full circle . . . but I figured that putting three songs by the Spill Canvas on the disc AND putting the same song twice would be pushing it ;)  As always, if you want a copy, let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-7701001035078370428?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/7701001035078370428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=7701001035078370428' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7701001035078370428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7701001035078370428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-soundtrack.html' title='2008 soundtrack'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-1380279996016673654</id><published>2009-01-01T19:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:54:53.955-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>tv shows and movies give me unrealistic expectations as to what new year's eve should be all about</title><content type='html'>2009 didn't bring a moment like this one . . . maybe next year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PRhCTnkd3vM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PRhCTnkd3vM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-1380279996016673654?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/1380279996016673654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=1380279996016673654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1380279996016673654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1380279996016673654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2009/01/tv-shows-and-movies-give-me-unrealistic.html' title='tv shows and movies give me unrealistic expectations as to what new year&apos;s eve should be all about'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-2016733489694271040</id><published>2008-12-14T19:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T19:15:03.768-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mix cds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='covers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>a very kerri christmas: volume 4</title><content type='html'>I don't remember the last time I was so *not* in the Christmas spirit . . . that didn't stop me from putting together my latest "Very Kerri Christmas" mix though.  Leave me a comment if you want a copy . . . it's not my favorite one yet, but at least I'm not recycling songs from previous years, which I did with Volumes 2 and 3.  Well, except for "Splitting Up Christmas", which as I said last year, isn't ever going anywhere.  BEST. CHRISTMAS. SONG. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SUWhUEVAlKI/AAAAAAAAALw/W3pvjwChmhk/s1600-h/A+Very+Kerri+Christmas+Vol+4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SUWhUEVAlKI/AAAAAAAAALw/W3pvjwChmhk/s200/A+Very+Kerri+Christmas+Vol+4.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279803504293090466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas Is All Around&lt;/span&gt; - Billy Mack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I Get Home For Christmas&lt;/span&gt; - Snow Patrol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All Hopped Up On Jingle Bells&lt;/span&gt; - Punchline&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Someday At Christmas&lt;/span&gt; - Jack Johnson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O Holy Night&lt;/span&gt; - Weezer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Donna and Blitzen&lt;/span&gt; - Badly Drawn Boy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Christmas (War Is Over)&lt;/span&gt; - Damian Rice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carol of the Bells&lt;/span&gt; - Thrice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Little Drummer Boy&lt;/span&gt; - Greg Laswell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yule Shoot Your Eye Out&lt;/span&gt; - Fall Out Boy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; - Rogue Wave&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;River&lt;/span&gt; - Robert Downey Jr.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spotlight On Christmas&lt;/span&gt; - Rufus Wainwright&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let It Snow&lt;/span&gt; - A Fine Frenzy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frosty The Snowman&lt;/span&gt; - Fiona Apple&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holly Jolly Christmas&lt;/span&gt; - Old 97's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All I Want For Christmas Is Us&lt;/span&gt; - Jason Mraz featuring Tristan Prettyman.  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is definitely my favorite new edition for Volume 4.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Time Of Year&lt;/span&gt; - Mighty Mighty Bosstones&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The New Year&lt;/span&gt; - Death Cab for Cutie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Splitting Up Christmas&lt;/span&gt; - Kevin Devine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, I didn't feel like spending the 99 cents to add this song to the playlist, but enjoy the video . . . more NPH :) :) :)  And Nathan Fillion.  So obviously it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" width="464" height="388"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=64808e300d"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="key=64808e300d" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="464" height="388"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; width: 464px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/86016" title="by thedanband"&gt;"PLEASE DON'T BOMB NOBODY THIS HOLIDAY" - By The Dan Band&lt;/a&gt; - watch more &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/" title="on Funny or Die"&gt;funny videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-2016733489694271040?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/2016733489694271040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=2016733489694271040' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2016733489694271040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2016733489694271040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/12/very-kerri-christmas-volume-4.html' title='a very kerri christmas: volume 4'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SUWhUEVAlKI/AAAAAAAAALw/W3pvjwChmhk/s72-c/A+Very+Kerri+Christmas+Vol+4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-7607364850997086295</id><published>2008-12-06T17:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T19:17:36.634-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends with detriments'/><title type='text'>god this made me really sad</title><content type='html'>click on it to make it bigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/friends.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 486px;" src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/friends.png" title="Friends with detriments." 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/2213183706086236055-7607364850997086295?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/7607364850997086295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=7607364850997086295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7607364850997086295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7607364850997086295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/12/god-this-made-me-really-sad.html' title='god this made me really sad'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-4079385714172597255</id><published>2008-12-03T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:59:13.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just plain awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" width="464" height="388"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=c0cf508ff8"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="key=c0cf508ff8" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" src="http://player.ordienetworks.com/flash/fodplayer.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="464" height="388"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; width: 464px;"&gt;See more &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/jackblack"&gt;Jack Black&lt;/a&gt; videos at Funny or Die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-4079385714172597255?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/4079385714172597255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=4079385714172597255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4079385714172597255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4079385714172597255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-plain-awesome.html' title='just plain awesome'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-3336005873047468291</id><published>2008-12-03T21:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:36:19.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>eternal flame</title><content type='html'>Oh my God, I was almost crying during &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pushing Daisies&lt;/span&gt; tonight, I'm really sad that show got canceled.  Stupid ABC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-3336005873047468291?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/3336005873047468291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=3336005873047468291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3336005873047468291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3336005873047468291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/12/eternal-flame.html' title='eternal flame'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-3582190177698617751</id><published>2008-12-01T22:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:00:11.495-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heroes'/><title type='text'>random heroes thoughts/complaints/why do i watch this show?</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;So much for my “Sylar is gay” theory.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love how HRG had the sniper rifle on them at the end of the last episode, when Sylar and Elle first started kissing, but he waited to fire shots until after they’d had sex. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Perv. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I hate this show.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nathan speaks French.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Great.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because all we need is yet ANOTHER language worth of subtitles to read.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;“What is that?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Leg braces.”&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Are you kidding me?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Does Parkman not know what LEG BRACES are? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Forrest Gump was Best Picture in 1995, COME ON!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And now Daphne’s yelling at Parkman that he doesn’t even know her.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How quickly we forget that two episodes ago they were professing their love for each other.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Apparently people don’t need to know each other to love each other.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mohinder picking up the post-it note with Maya’s name reminded me a lot of Sylar in the first season finding Isaac Mendez’s name on a piece of paper in Mohinder’s apartment after he “killed” Peter.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breckin Meyer has gotten really hot since Clueless.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think that was the last thing I saw him in.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Um…&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;he’s seriously hot.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He’s clearly the best thing about this episode.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But ten-year-old Hiro is ridiculous.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whoever came up with that storyline should be shot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I appreciate that Nathan is now speaking English.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That doesn’t make what he’s saying any less annoying than if I was reading it instead of listening to it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can’t they&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;just let Claire die?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why do they have to tease us like this?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I seriously can’t decide who’s the most obnoxious person on this show anymore.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I bet that the eclipse ends while she’s “dying.” &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Annnnd HRG slit Sylar’s throat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Awesome.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Too bad he’s going to come back to life in about 3 minutes after the commercial break when the stupid eclipse ends.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Stupid stupid stupid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ewwww, Mohinder’s getting gross again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And why the hell would Maya come to the door after the way they left things?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And why the hell did we have to see her again?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;“You didn’t grow up!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You read comic books and eat junk food!”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Haha.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This story is so stupid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sylar looks hot with blood all over him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That scene with Hiro showing up at the Bennett house was great!!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Haha, Briton just IMed me and said “best scene all season.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Could be.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh lord, Seth Green telling the “Ninth Wonders” legend . . . 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Put your iTunes on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;More Than This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;br /&gt;Longer That I'm Out Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Knock 'Em Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Untamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Publish My Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Positive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Shadow of the Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;Your Quicksilver Moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Dirty Little War&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;All Been Said Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;I Think You Meant To Say No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;The Take Over, The Break's Over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;Sunday School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;The Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Bad Horse Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;Feed It (A Place In The Sun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;Baby and the Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;Misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;Rocking Chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;How Far We've Come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;If William Shatner Can, I Can Too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;Believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;There! Right There!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SONG WILL YOUR KIDS STEAL AND CLAIM TO BE THEIR MUSIC? (but you'll know better)&lt;br /&gt;Losing Keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;In The Waiting Line&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-6647096846481205413?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/6647096846481205413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=6647096846481205413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6647096846481205413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6647096846481205413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-waiting-line.html' title='In The Waiting Line'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-3338804514033539002</id><published>2008-11-28T21:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:57:08.732-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><title type='text'>whoa</title><content type='html'>reason # 130985019385091385 why mustaches shouldn't be allowed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/STCu3GbgNOI/AAAAAAAAALo/vBc_4XS11MA/s1600-h/nme+flowers+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/STCu3GbgNOI/AAAAAAAAALo/vBc_4XS11MA/s320/nme+flowers+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273907425292858594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOT HOW FRIGGIN HOT BRANDON FLOWERS IS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-3338804514033539002?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/3338804514033539002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=3338804514033539002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3338804514033539002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3338804514033539002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/11/whoa.html' title='whoa'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/STCu3GbgNOI/AAAAAAAAALo/vBc_4XS11MA/s72-c/nme+flowers+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-8446995106626440291</id><published>2008-11-23T23:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:21:19.992-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='p.o.m.'/><title type='text'>last post of the day, i promise</title><content type='html'>I just didn't want five entries worth of concerts to be the most recent thing on the blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead I'll list seven months worth of "Person of the Month" . . . hopefully I'll get around to actually writing up the posts about each of these people, but in the meantime, here's the list!  Annd I know I have a bunch of duplicates (and triplicates and quadruplicates) for the year, but what can I say, I have some pretty consistently amazing friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 2008 - Troy P.&lt;br /&gt;June 2008 - Briton S.&lt;br /&gt;July 2008 - Briton S.&lt;br /&gt;August 2008 - Scott F.&lt;br /&gt;September 2008 - Christine P. and Shauna S.&lt;br /&gt;October 2008 - Briton S.&lt;br /&gt;November 2008 - Becky K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer 2008 goes to Briton . . . and to save you the suspense, he's pretty much a lock for Person of the Year 2008 too, so everyone else has a month and a week to step it up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-8446995106626440291?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/8446995106626440291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=8446995106626440291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8446995106626440291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8446995106626440291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-post-of-day-i-promise.html' title='last post of the day, i promise'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-4292238034692667692</id><published>2008-11-23T22:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:49:34.289-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>kerri's concert calendar: 2007 - 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 27 - O.A.R. with Matt Nathanson and Gomez (Madison Square Garden, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 10 - LILY ALLEN (Webster Hall, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 23 - WILL HOGE with Matt Mays &amp;amp; El Torpedo, Wormburner and the Trews (Bowery Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 26 - SNOW PATROL with OKGo (The Theater at MSG, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 13 - GUSTER with Mason Jennings (The Beacon Theatre, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 28 - BRAND NEW with A Colour Revolt and Anathallo (The Borgata, Atlantic City, NJ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 29 - BRAND NEW with A Colour Revolt and Anathallo (Blender Theater @ Gramercy, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 22 - STRAYLIGHT RUN with Sparta and Lovedrug (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 14 - TRAVIS (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 15 - DISPATCH (Madison Square Garden, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 26 - BEN FOLDS / JOHN MAYER (Nassau Coliseum, Uniondale, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 27 - JESSE LACEY / KEVIN DEVINE with Grace Reed (Valentine's, Albany, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 3 - O.A.R. with Stephen Kellogg and Augustana (Jones Beach, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 4 - WARPED TOUR with Straylight Run, Alkaline Trio, The Spill Canvas, Bad Religion, Meg &amp;amp; Dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 14 - KEVIN DEVINE with The Walkup (Rock's Off Concert Cruise, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 19 - LIVE with Collective Soul @ Brookhaven Amphitheater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 10 - MAROON 5 with the Hives and special guest appearance by Kanye West (Madison Square Garden, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 12 - MATT NATHANSON (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 16 - JESSE LACEY &amp;amp; VIN ACCARDI with House &amp;amp; Parrish and Jay Brannan (the Mercury Lounge, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 17 - WILL HOGE (Webster Hall, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 1 - BRAND NEW with Thrice (House of Blues, Atlantic City, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 4- BRAND NEW with Thrice (Hammerstein Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;February 24 - MAROON 5 (The Apple Store, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 29 - JAMES BLUNT with Sara Barreiles (The Beacon Theatre, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 1 - STRAYLIGHT RUN (The Crazy Donkey, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 20 - KEVIN DEVINE (Music Hall of Williamsburg, Brooklyn, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 26 - ELBOW (Webster Hall, NY, NY) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;June 11 - THE SPILL CANVAS (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 19 - O.A.R. (The China Club, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 24 - NEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK with Natasha Bedingfield (Nassau Coliseum, Uniondale, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 25 - JESSE LACEY with Kevin Devine @ Music Hall of Williasmburg (Brooklyn, NY)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-4292238034692667692?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/4292238034692667692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=4292238034692667692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4292238034692667692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4292238034692667692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/11/kerris-concert-calendar-2007-2008.html' title='kerri&apos;s concert calendar: 2007 - 2008'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-3629072726683494482</id><published>2008-11-23T21:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:14:46.997-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>kerri's concert calendar: 2004 - 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 2 - MATT NATHANSON with Willie Mason (Bowery Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 20 - TONY LUCCA (Crash Mansion, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 6 - ROONEY with Straylight Run and Ozma (Pier 54, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 9 - MIKE ERRICO (Mercury Lounge, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 10 - MATT NATHANSON (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 12 - NINE DAYS with SGT, Bandcamp and Tripside (The Crazy Donkey, Farmingdale, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 14 - TONY LUCCA with Adam Mugavero (Crash Mansion, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 19 - NINE DAYS (The Village Pub, Port Jefferson, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 20 - MIKE ERRICO with Brian Verderosa and Oceanside (The Downtown, Farmingdale, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 16 - NINE DAYS (The Village Pub, Port Jefferson, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 27 - MIKE ERRICO (Joe's Pub, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 12 - MATT NATHANSON's EAST COST REP PARTY ("TJ'S House", Redding, CT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 12 - MATT NATHANSON with Charlotte Martin and Ingram Hill (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 26 - STRAYLIGHT RUN with Say Anything, Northstar and Hot Rod Circuit (The Downtown, Farmingdale, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 27 - TONY LUCCA with Littel Women Band, Jeff Campbell and Bloo (The Bitter End, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 28 - STRAYLIGHT RUN with Say Anything and Hot Rod Circuit (Bowery Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 6 - BARENAKED LADIES (The Beacon Theatre, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 18 - MIKE ERRICO (Joe's Pub, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 18 - HECTOR ON STILTS with Strange River (Alphabet Lounge, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;April 4 - STRAYLIGHT RUN with Minus teh Bear and Gratitude (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 19 - JOHN NOLAN with Kevin Devine, Brandon Riley, and Pablo (The Downtown, Irving Plaza, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 27 - MY FRIEND BEN (Flynn's, Ocean Bay Park, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 14 - BETTER THAN EZRA with American Hi-Fi (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 16 - MATT NATHANSON with Blu Sanders (The Point, Philadelphia, PA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 17, 7:00pm show - MATT NATHANSON with Blu Sanders (The Point, Philadelphia, PA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 25 - MY FRIEND BEN (The Lion's Den, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 27 - STRAYLIGHT RUN with Kevin Devine and Northstar (The Patchogue Theater, Patchogue, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 30 - DAVE MATTHEWS BAND with Barenaked Ladies, Robert Randolph &amp;amp; the Fmaily Band, Jem, and Mike Doughty(Randall's Island, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 9 - STRAYLIGHT RUN with On My Signal (Hofstra Unviersity, Hempstead, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 15 - MATT NATHANSON with Matt Wertz (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;January 14 - O.A.R. with Matisyahu (Madison Square Garden, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 2 - STRAYLIGHT RUN with The Spill Canvas and The Exit (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 9, 9:30pm - MATT NATHANSON (Joe's Pub, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 9, 11:30pm - MATT NATHANSON (Joe's Pub, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 9 - KEVIN DEVINE (Piano's, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 8 - SNOW PATROL with Augustana &amp;amp; Martha Wainwright (Roseland Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 26 - MATT NATHANSON (The Cutting Room, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 27 - MATT NATHANSON with Carbon Leaf (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 3 - STRAYLIGHT RUN with Dan Andriano and Chris Conley (The Knitting Factory, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 19 - BEN FOLDS with Corn Mo (Hammerstein Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 3 - STRAYLIGHT RUN with Kevin Devine, Matt Pond, PA, and Street to Nowhere (Bowery Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 8 - DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL with Brand New (Madison Square Garden, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 12 - MIKE ERRICO (Joe's Pub, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-3629072726683494482?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/3629072726683494482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=3629072726683494482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3629072726683494482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3629072726683494482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/11/kerris-concert-calendar-2004-2006.html' title='kerri&apos;s concert calendar: 2004 - 2006'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-4840054056353000295</id><published>2008-11-23T21:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:52:49.517-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>kerri's concert calendar: 2002 - 2003</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 24 - VIRGINIA COALITION with Granian (The Village Underground, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 25 - VIRGINIA COALITION with Cardinal Direction (Iron Horse Musical Hall, Northhampton, MA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 7 - STEREOPHONICS with JJ-72 (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 22 - JOHN MAYER with Glen Phillips and The Clarks (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 1 - BETTER THAN EZRA with Cowboy Mouth (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 6 - DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL with The Anniversary, Seafood &amp;amp; Ben Kweller (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 23 - ALKALINE TRIO with Lost City Angels and Piebald (Bowery Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 26 - GUSTER with the Gabe Dixon Band (McCann Center Field House @ Marist College, Poughkeepsie, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 1 - NINE DAYS with Supergenius, the Amazing Mustang Boys (The Village Pub, Port Jefferson, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 4 - THE CALLING and FIVE FOR FIGHTING (The World, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 13 - THE LOST TRAILERS with Cardinal Direction and Roosevelt Roosevelt (The Lion's Den, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 27 - MTV'S VMA PRE-PARTY with our Lady Peace, Moby, Sasha &amp;amp; Digweed (Pier 54, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 13 - JASON LIEBMAN (Southpaw, Park Slope, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 20 - MATT NATHANSON (Bowery Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 9 - DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL (Roseland Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 18 - THE DETATCHMENT KIT with The Star Spangles (The Knitting Factory, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 25 - THE MIRACLE OF 86 with Todd Deatherage, The Izzies and the Heston Rifle (Tribeca Rock Club, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 5 - A NEW FOUND GLORY with Something Corporate and Finch (Roseland Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 27 - NINE DAYS with Tripside (The Downtown, Farmingdale, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 14 - MIKE ERRICO (The Mercury Lounge, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 20 - NINE DAYS with Tripside (The Village Pub, Port Jefferson, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2003 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 18 - DUNCAN SHEIK with Spooky Ghost (Shine, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 6 - MIKE ERRICO with Tegan and Sara (The Mercury Lounge, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 12 - BARENAKED LADIES (Hammerstein Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 30 - MIKE ERRICO (Bowery Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 4 - PERCY HILL with Spooky Daly Pride (Tribeca Rock Club, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 15 - THE WALLFLOWERS with Ron Sexsmith (Bowery Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 23 - MATT NATHANSON with Blu Sanders (The Village Underground, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 24 - MATT NATHANSON with Stephen Kellogg (The Village Underground, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 30 - THE MIRACLE OF 86 with Circle and Square (Northsix, Brooklyn, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY 16 - DUNCAN SHEIK with Mike Errico and Mary Fahl (Housing Works Used Book Cafe, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 21 - SWITCHFOOT with The Working Title and Something For Kate (Tribeca Rock Club, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 1 - KEVIN DEVINE with Bitter Bitter Weeks (The Mercury Lounge, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 24 - TONY LUCCA (The Bitter End, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 4 - JESSE MALIN (Battery Park, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 22 - TRAIN with Matt Nathanson (Hammerstein Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 7 - SISTER HAZEL with Virginia Coalition and Gavin DeGraw (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 13 - AGAINST ME! with Peelander-Z (High-Five, Columbus, OH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 23 - NINE DAYS (Battery Park, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 5 - DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL with Brand New and MxPx (Roseland Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 29 - PEELANDER-Z (Piano's, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 14, 7:30 show - MATT NATHANSON (Joe's Pub, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 14, 9:30 show - MATT NATHANSON (Joe's Pub, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 19 - KEVIN DEVINE (CB's Gallery, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 25 - MTV'S ALBUM COVERS: DASHBAORD CONFESSIONAL with guest appearance by Michael Stipe (Arlene's Grocery, NY, NY)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-4840054056353000295?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/4840054056353000295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=4840054056353000295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4840054056353000295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4840054056353000295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/11/kerris-concert-calendar-2002-2003.html' title='kerri&apos;s concert calendar: 2002 - 2003'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-900007669654430666</id><published>2008-11-23T21:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:36:34.044-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>kerri's concert calendar: 2000 - 2001</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 26 - AZTEK TRIP (The Continental, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 31 - AZTEK TRIP (The Continental, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 3 - AZTEK TRIP with What's Your Problem, Brian (The Continental, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 11 - MIKE ERRICO (Maxwell's, Hoboken, NJ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 30 - BLINK 182 with Fenix-TX, Bad Religion, Aztek Trip (Jones Beach Amphitheater, Wantagh, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 31 - STROKE 9 with Nine Days &amp;amp; SR-71 (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 19 - GUSTER with The Jayhawks (Central Park Summerstage, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 23 - LIVE and THE COUNTING CROWS with Galactic (Meadows Music Theatre, Hartford, CT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 16 - BARENAKED LADIES (Town Hall, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 12 - EVAN &amp;amp; JARON (Bowery Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 6 - THE CORRS with Jeffery Gaines (SIR Studios, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 31 - BARENAKED LADIES with Guster (The Fleet Center, Boston, MA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 1 - BARENAKED LADIES with Guster (The Fleet Center, Boston, MA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 15 - BARENAKED LADIES with Guster &amp;amp; Chantal Kreviazik (Madison Square Garden, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 24 - OUR LADY PEACE with American Hi-Fi (Irving Plaza, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 14 - EVAN &amp;amp; JARON with Howie Day (Irving Plaza, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 22 - U2 with PJ Harvey (Continental Airline Arena ,East Rutherford, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 8 - JOURNEY with Peter Frampton, John Waite (Jones Beach Amphitheater, Wantagh, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 27 - BARENAKED LADIES with Vertical Horizon and Sarah Harmer (Jones Beach Amphitheater, Wantagh, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 28 - BARENAKED LADIES with Vertical Horizon and Sarah Harmer (Jones Beach Amphitheater, Wantagh, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 10 - MIKE ERRICO (The Village Underground, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 25 - LIFEHOUSE with The Calling and Michelle Branch (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 29 - TONY LUCCA (The Bitter End, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 3 - TRAVIS with Remy Zero (Radio City Music Hall, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 24 - FAMILY VALUES TOUR with Stone Temple Pilots, Staind, Linkin Park, Static-X and Deadsy (Continental Airlines Arena, East Rutherford, NJ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 30 - BARENAKED LADIES with Leona Naess (Roseland Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-900007669654430666?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/900007669654430666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=900007669654430666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/900007669654430666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/900007669654430666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/11/kerris-concert-calendar-2000-2001.html' title='kerri&apos;s concert calendar: 2000 - 2001'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-6852239065669659071</id><published>2008-11-23T21:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T21:24:17.846-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>kerri's concert calendar: 1995 - 1999</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Figured this was as good a place as any to maintain my concert list, since my website apparently doesn't exist anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1995&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 30 - SOUL ASYLUM with Matthew Sweet, Victoria Williams, &amp;amp; the Jayhawks (Jones Beach Amphitheater, Wantagh, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 8 - LIVE with Veruca Salt and PJ Harvey (Jones Beach Amphitheater, Wantagh, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 12 - Green Day (Nassau Coliseum, Uniondale, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 7 - Oasis (Jones Beach Amphitheater, Wantagh, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1997&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 25 - Live with Luscious Jackson and Fun Loving Criminals (Beacon Theatre, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 17 - Counting Crows and The Wallflowers with Bettie Serveet (Jones Beach Amphitheater, Wantagh, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 6 - Live with Luscious Jackson and the Manic Street Preachers (Jones Beach Amphitheater, Wantagh, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 13 - Matchbox 20 with Lili Haydn (Hammerstein Ballroom, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;February 16 - Billy Joel (Nassau Coliseum, Uniondale, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 30 - K-Rock's Revenge of the Dysfunctional Family Picnic with Ben Folds Five, Fuel, Offspring, Green Day, Soul Asylum, 3rd Eye Blind (Jones Beach Amphitheater, Wantagh, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;June 11 - Beck with Ben Folds Five and Elliot Smith (Jones Beach Amphitheater, Wantagh, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 8 - Matchbox 20 with Soul Asylum and Semisonic (Jones Beach Amphitheater, Wantagh, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;May 31 - Radio 104 Fest with Live, Crash Test Dummies, Sponge, Smashmouth, Fountains of Wayne, Shootyz Groove (Meadows Music Theatre, Hartford, CT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 11 - K-Rock's DFP3 with Live, Blink 182 (Jones Beach Amphitheater, Wantagh, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 23 - July 25 - Woodstock '99 with Korn, Offspring, Limp Bizkit, Rage Against the Machine, Metallica, Creed, Bush, Live, Red Hot Chili Peppers, G Love &amp;amp; Special Sauce, Dave Matthews Band, Jewel, Everclear, Sheryl Crow, Elvis Costello, Alanis Morissette, Jamiroquai, Guster, Our Lady Peace, Vertical Horizon (Griffiss Air Force Base, Rome, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 4 - Barenaked Ladies (Jones Beach Amphitheater, Wantagh, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 7 - Tonic with Stereophonics and Verbana (Irving Plaza, NY, NY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 24 - Radio 104's Big Day Off with Aztek Trip, The Verve Pipe, Guster, Everclear (Meadows Music Theatre, Hartford, CT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-6852239065669659071?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/6852239065669659071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=6852239065669659071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6852239065669659071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6852239065669659071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/11/kerris-concert-calendar-1995-1999.html' title='kerri&apos;s concert calendar: 1995 - 1999'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-471330693902395724</id><published>2008-11-22T19:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:23:04.662-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><title type='text'>it's one of those nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always happy.&lt;br /&gt;That's 'cause I'm happy to be here in New York.&lt;br /&gt;Happy.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's smiling.&lt;br /&gt;That's 'cause they're happy to be here in New York.&lt;br /&gt;And the traffic seems to pass me by&lt;br /&gt;And the cabbies yell their languages&lt;br /&gt;I bet they're saying hi.&lt;br /&gt;Hi.&lt;br /&gt;Happy.&lt;br /&gt;When I feel happy,&lt;br /&gt;we all seem happy to be here in New York.&lt;br /&gt;Family.&lt;br /&gt;We're one big family.&lt;br /&gt;Big happy family of New York.&lt;br /&gt;And everybody's got a pamphlet for me&lt;br /&gt;And I say I can't afford it, but they give it to me free.&lt;br /&gt;And the waitresses will all become famous&lt;br /&gt;And they'll lock their arms and sing&lt;br /&gt;"can you blame us if we're happy?&lt;br /&gt;And since we're happy,&lt;br /&gt;we hope you're happy to be here in New York."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm happy&lt;br /&gt;but since you're asking&lt;br /&gt;I'd be more happy&lt;br /&gt;if you lived here in New York.&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/2213183706086236055-471330693902395724?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/471330693902395724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=471330693902395724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/471330693902395724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/471330693902395724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-one-of-those-nights.html' title='it&apos;s one of those nights'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-4821775563268665250</id><published>2008-11-16T17:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:29:05.498-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love the bar exam'/><title type='text'>i did it! (aka obligatory blog post since scott made me feel guilty =P)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SSCeJjuKi2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/HPqY3FulgjA/s1600-h/kerrilovestroy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SSCeJjuKi2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/HPqY3FulgjA/s320/kerrilovestroy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269385451068361570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(there's a heart behind that squiggly line . . . boo not being able to see it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIEPER PEOPLE PASS! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-4821775563268665250?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/4821775563268665250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=4821775563268665250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4821775563268665250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4821775563268665250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-did-it.html' title='i did it! (aka obligatory blog post since scott made me feel guilty =P)'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SSCeJjuKi2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/HPqY3FulgjA/s72-c/kerrilovestroy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-3364440228362045874</id><published>2008-11-08T14:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T14:24:42.493-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><title type='text'>tell all your friends</title><content type='html'>I had a dream last night -- in between the dreams about Rule B attachments, that have haunted me for the past several weeks -- that I was at some sort of bar review or CLE or some other law related class, and it was the first day of class, and the instructor wanted to do an icebreaker and asked everyone to go around the room and say their favorite Taking Back Sunday album.  And everyone was like "um, what?  What the hell?" but I was all excited and blurted out "Tell All Your Friends!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, really, is there any question?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-3364440228362045874?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/3364440228362045874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=3364440228362045874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3364440228362045874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3364440228362045874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/11/tell-all-your-friends.html' title='tell all your friends'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-2821819364046999350</id><published>2008-11-04T21:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:48:01.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>love me, love me, love me, i'm a liberal</title><content type='html'>I just saw that one of my friends made this her Facebook profile picture and I giggled uncontrollably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-005.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v368/208/80/806005/n806005_42863926_5016.jpg" width="450" height="325" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-2821819364046999350?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/2821819364046999350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=2821819364046999350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2821819364046999350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2821819364046999350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-me-love-me-love-me-im-liberal.html' title='love me, love me, love me, i&apos;m a liberal'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-556635131347430565</id><published>2008-10-30T22:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:54:11.245-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>anything can happen on halloween</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I almost forgot to post &lt;a href="http://www.x-entertainment.com/worst.html"&gt;one of my favorite links ever&lt;/a&gt; in honor of Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.x-entertainment.com/pics/witch1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone who ever watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Worst Witch &lt;/span&gt;as a child . . . prepare to never look at that movie the same way again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-556635131347430565?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/556635131347430565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=556635131347430565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/556635131347430565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/556635131347430565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/10/anything-can-happen-on-halloween.html' title='anything can happen on halloween'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-8842963979008281818</id><published>2008-10-23T22:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:44:05.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>supermanchild</title><content type='html'>Consider this post a diatribe on how Superman's character is fundamentally different now that Pa Kent is dead.&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This post has been inspired by the writings of one &lt;a href="http://superboylives.blogger.com"&gt;Mr. Patrick C&lt;/a&gt;, who has such a way with words that it's amazing he hasn't updated his blog in nearly three months.   "I think I may save that one for a blog entry.  Ooo I think I will.  The post will be titled "Supermanchild."  I shoudln't have said that.  Cause now I probably won't write it and you'll hold this over my head.  Damn you Kerri.  Damn you straight to hell!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-8842963979008281818?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/8842963979008281818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=8842963979008281818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8842963979008281818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8842963979008281818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/10/supermanchild.html' title='supermanchild'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-1270720194073418540</id><published>2008-10-20T22:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:40:13.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>are you friggin kidding me?</title><content type='html'>Remember that time when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;24 &lt;/span&gt;killed off Tony Almeida and I didn't let it go for like two years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back with me in 2010 and see if I'm still pissed about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real injustice is that he and Sylar never had a scene together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-1270720194073418540?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/1270720194073418540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=1270720194073418540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1270720194073418540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1270720194073418540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/10/are-you-friggin-kidding-me.html' title='are you friggin kidding me?'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-6951191598450004725</id><published>2008-10-15T20:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:45:26.306-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m old'/><title type='text'>feeling ooooooold</title><content type='html'>I had this conversation with some random kid at a gas station this evening while I was filling my tank.  (Getting gas makes me giggle now ever since I first heard "Full Service" by NKOTB, but I digress).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid: Hey, could you please give me [something unintelligible]&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know what that is&lt;br /&gt;Kid: For rolling weed&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh . . . I don't have that&lt;br /&gt;Kid: Oh man&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Kid: That's okay, I understand.  You're probably a mom, you have to get home.&lt;br /&gt;Me: [silence]&lt;br /&gt;Kid: You're a good looking mom though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This came about six months after Patrick Tshudy told me "you're 26?!  You look good for your age."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being of the age where the phrase "for your age" implies old and where being dressed in a suit after work makes high school kids automatically think I'm a mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-6951191598450004725?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/6951191598450004725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=6951191598450004725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6951191598450004725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6951191598450004725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/10/feeling-ooooooold.html' title='feeling ooooooold'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-1206624582123141705</id><published>2008-10-15T20:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:29:33.481-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>lyrics quiz answers and final results</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fine pewter portraits of General Apathy and Major Boredom singing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever and ever, amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Craig)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our hopes and expectations, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;black holes and revelations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone's losing their minds, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;healthy in paranoid times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Scott)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is the straw, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;final straw&lt;/span&gt;, in the roof of my mouth as I lie to you &lt;/span&gt;(Courtnie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;these are my hands, these are my faults, these are my plans, and these are my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nasty little thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and will you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tell all your friends&lt;/span&gt; that you've got your gun to my head? &lt;/span&gt;(Courtnie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe I need to see the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;daylight&lt;/span&gt;, to leave behind this half-life &lt;/span&gt;(Michelle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the sun and the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;an ocean of air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one fell swoop&lt;/span&gt; it became clear to me that I despise you entirely &lt;/span&gt;(Courtnie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the moon and stars are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ganging up on the sun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Scott)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm never gonna find the perfect rhyme for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heavier things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all the birds have returned, they've got stickers on their suitcases and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pictures from the big vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all that you measure, all that you feel, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all that you can't leave behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flags and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mental jewelry &lt;/span&gt;are all I know and they keep me happy and warm inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what part of our history's reinvented and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;under rug swept?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Courtnie)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Scoreboard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Courtnie - 9.5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott - 9&lt;br /&gt;Michelle - 7&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie - 2&lt;br /&gt;Craig - 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Court, I wish I had a prize for you . . . alas, you just get your name in pretty colors on my blog that about five people read ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-1206624582123141705?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/1206624582123141705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=1206624582123141705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1206624582123141705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1206624582123141705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/10/lyrics-quiz-answers-and-final-results.html' title='lyrics quiz answers and final results'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-9180346134934601044</id><published>2008-10-10T21:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:33:29.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>matt nathanson needs to see this</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/numerical_sex_positions.png" title="We didn't even get to the continued fractions!" alt="Numerical Sex Positions" width="419" height="455" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-9180346134934601044?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/9180346134934601044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=9180346134934601044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/9180346134934601044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/9180346134934601044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/10/matt-nathanson-needs-to-see-this.html' title='matt nathanson needs to see this'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-3223255924929957077</id><published>2008-10-08T21:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:40:21.082-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>round two answers and final round!</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;louder, louder, and we'll &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;run &lt;/span&gt;for our lives &lt;/span&gt;(Snow Patrol) (Michelle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when I'm with my friends &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I feel home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (O.A.R.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why do we all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;end up alone&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Nine Days)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sync &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;up the cuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to the bass drum kick&lt;/span&gt; (Against Me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you couldn't live with me so you moved to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brooklyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Jesse Malin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no hope, no love, no glory, no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Mika)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alive and amplified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (the Mooney Suzuki)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;go haunt someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Kevin Devine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know she may not be miss right but she'll do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;right now&lt;/span&gt; (SR-71)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;an honest mistake&lt;/span&gt; (The Bravery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think about you in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;summertime&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(New Kids on the Block) (Courtnie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the aeroplane over the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Neutral Milk Hotel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;whoa, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;living on a prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (Bon Jovi) (Bonnie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how many people wanna &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kick some ass&lt;/span&gt;?  &lt;/span&gt;(Stroke 9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mamma mia&lt;/span&gt;, here I go again&lt;/span&gt; (ABBA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carry on my wayward son&lt;/span&gt;! There'll be peace when you are done! &lt;/i&gt;(Kansas) (Scott)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just like heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (The Cure) (Bonnie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as I fall apart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I learn to fly&lt;/span&gt; (Carbon Leaf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;say &lt;/span&gt; what you need to say &lt;/span&gt;(John Mayer) (Michelle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one man wrecking machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (Guster) (Scott)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;After two rounds: Scott has 7 points, Michelle has 6, Courtnie has 5.5, and Bonnie has 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last round!!  It's anyone's game!  Here's how this round works.  I give you a band name and a song title.  You give me the line in the song that contains the name of the album that the song appears on.  I'll try to make sure the references aren't too obscure, but let's face it, it's a lot harder to come up with these than the others!  Only 15 this round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example: Straylight Run - "Buttoned Down."  Answer: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the needle, the space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, time can't erase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ben Folds Five - "Battle of Who Could Care Less"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Muse - "Starlight"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Our Lady Peace - "Don't Stop"&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- everyone's losing their minds, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;healthy in paranoid times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Scott)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Snow Patrol - "Chocolate"&lt;/strike&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is the straw, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;final straw&lt;/span&gt;, in the roof of my mouth as I lie to you &lt;/span&gt;(Courtnie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stroke 9 - "Washin' and Wonderin'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Taking Back Sunday - "Cute Without the 'E' (Cut from the Team)" &lt;/strike&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and will you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tell all your friends&lt;/span&gt; that you've got your gun to my head? &lt;/span&gt;(Courtnie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Duncan Sheik - "Half-Life" &lt;/strike&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe I need to see the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;daylight&lt;/span&gt;, to leave behind this half-life &lt;/span&gt;(Michelle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Bravery - "The Ocean"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;The Spill Canvas - "Lust a Prima Vista" &lt;/strike&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one fell swoop&lt;/span&gt; it became clear to me that I despise you entirely &lt;/span&gt;(Courtnie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Guster - "Manifest Destiny" &lt;/strike&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the moon and stars are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ganging up on the sun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Scott)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;John Mayer - "New Deep"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mike Errico - "Springtime"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;U2 - "Walk On"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Live - "Mirror Song"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Alanis Morissette - "Hands Clean" &lt;/strike&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what part of our history's reinvented and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;under rug swept?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Courtnie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-3223255924929957077?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/3223255924929957077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=3223255924929957077' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3223255924929957077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3223255924929957077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/10/round-two-answers-and-final-round.html' title='round two answers and final round!'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-3318519049856650339</id><published>2008-10-05T14:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T05:42:52.407-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brand new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jesse lacey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='straylight run'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>the five most perfect songs ever written (as of 9/5/08)</title><content type='html'>I change this list fairly regularly.  But with the realization today that SMOCIOTH is one of my top five favorite songs of all time, it got me thinking about what other tracks make the cut.  It would probably be a lot easier to do a top 10 list, but most people reading this probably won't know any of these tracks anyway, so why overwhelm you with even more songs you don't know? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Pints of Guinness Make You Strong"&lt;/span&gt; by Against Me.  This song isn't typical "Kerri music" and this band, as amazing as they are, isn't a typical "Kerri band." But I'm glad I gave them a chance because this band is amazing, and this song even more so.  I didn't appreciate it as much as I should have until I heard an acoustic version and was able to listen to the words, and then I found out it was about the lead singer's grandparents, and then the first time (the only time) I saw Against Me! live and I saw them play this song and I saw the names "James" and "Evelyn" tattooed on Tom's chest . . . this song is a beautiful song, and every time I hear it, I wish that some folksy non-punk non-screamer would cover it (i.e. the whole "Ben Lee Covers Against Me!'s New Wave" album) so that more people would give it a chance.  Every St. Patrick's Day, I think of Evelyn and James.  "In all the years that went by, she said she'd always love him.  And from the day that he died, she never loved again . . . she said 'if I would have known just how things would have ended up, I just would have let myself die.'"  Heartbreaking.  "If we're never together, if I'm never back again, then I swear to God that I'll love you forever . . . " GOD I love this song.  Maybe pints of Guinness are the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"A Slow Descent"&lt;/span&gt; by Straylight Run.  Straylight Run had six demos on their website before the release of their debut album.  Of the six, this song was one of two that did not make it onto the album.  I'm not sure what the reasoning was; it was eventually on their E.P. that followed the debut, and it's one that they continue playing at all of their shows.  I don't know if it was left out in an effort to distance themselves from Taking Back Sunday, as I always assumed (and maybe even read somewhere that planted that seed in my head) that this song was about them.  Regardless of what it's about, this is without question my favorite Straylight Run song.  I wish I had an mp3 available of it to link here; the video clip that I took from Warped Tour last year is only an excerpt and it doesn't do it justice.  I think no matter what the context is, this song rings true.  It's obviously about the souring of a relationship -- whether it's a band relationship, a friendship, or more -- that's just not working anymore,  "a slow descent from unique to routine."  It's sad, and it really gets me every time I hear it, from the opening lines: "I'm tired, cynical, and broken, but wiser, heavy with a sense of resentment, but I used to be so much different, I used to have so much faith" to the closing lines: "We drove for what seemed like days, over roads and four lane highways, we said all we had to say, and I realized in time that it didn't mean anything."  It happens to everyone, all too often, and it hurts like hell when you realize you've invested time in something or someone and for whatever reason, it's just not there anymore.  And it's not anyone's fault and it's not anything you can help, it's just how it is.  And you wonder why you even bother because it's not going to end well.  "I knew it but as soon as it began it was ruined."  "It's only a matter of time."  God, I can't even write about this song without crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1994c11bd5fcbc9d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1994c11bd5fcbc9d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331560087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D389F786BDCD023C4B3EFE3A0CC2CE1F910F83208.2802284D4F37D3EDAE5947EF923AD82DBB46E545%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1994c11bd5fcbc9d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAb0bJNzmhAQGP7j9R5vDsJB000w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1994c11bd5fcbc9d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331560087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D389F786BDCD023C4B3EFE3A0CC2CE1F910F83208.2802284D4F37D3EDAE5947EF923AD82DBB46E545%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1994c11bd5fcbc9d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAb0bJNzmhAQGP7j9R5vDsJB000w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sell My Old Clothes, I'm Off To Heaven"&lt;/span&gt; by Saves the Day.  I found out today that this song's title is a line from John Irving's "The Hotel New Hampshire" - of course one of my favorite songs of all time would be titled by one of my favorite author's books.  That makes it even more special.  I first heard this song at a horrible time in my life, just about two years ago.  I saw Chris Conley of Saves the Day open up for Straylight Run, and I didn't know any song that he played, but I looked this one up as soon as I got home and downloaded it from iTunes because I knew that it was perfect.  It fit how I was feeling PERFECTLY - that sense of caring about someone so much that you would do anything for them ("what's he got that I don't have?  is it his brown eyes?  I know blue eyes get boring but I'll wear dark glasses all the time! or hey, if you want me to, I'd take a knife to my own bright eyes") to struggling with the fact that they basically treat you like shit but you still can't stop caring ("now you put me through hell, you break me up, yeah I should hate you, but I can't replace you in my heart") to being able to say "to hell with you."  This is one of those songs that I can forget about and go months without listening to, but as soon as it randomly shows up on my playlist, I can't listen just once.  I think I'll always associate this song with the same person, despite how far I've come since that first time I heard it.  I could write a whole other blog post about that though -- maybe I will sometime.  Anyway.  Listen to the lyrics.  It's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Play Crack the Sky" &lt;/span&gt;by Brand New.   This song has been my favorite Brand New song for years, but it seems particularly relevant these days.   Nothing like a fantastic song about a metaphorical ship wreck to get you all worked up, haha.  This song is amazing on like a dozen different levels - I'd love to find an interview with Jesse Lacey explaining it.  I've been fortunate enough to hear this song live a bunch of times and it gets better with every listen.  Jesse Lacey is truly brilliant and one of the most amazing lyricists ever.  "What they call love is a risk 'cause you always get hit out of nowhere by some wave and end up on your own" - could truer words be spoken?  I loved Brand New from "Your Favorite Weapon", and when I got "Deja Entendu", I loved every song instantly on first listen.  But this album closer is the song that made me realize that Brand New was more than just an awesome band, they were the best around.  Another song with a great last line: "I need you like water in my lungs."  I know what you mean, Jesse.  I hate how much I know what you mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Konstantine"&lt;/span&gt; by Something Corporate.  This song has been my #1 favorite song in the world from the first time I heard it back in 2002, although when I first heard it, I'd only heard the live version, "Constantine".  Each has its differences and things about them that make me prefer one version to the other, but regardless of how you spell it, this song is hands down the most amazing piece of music I've ever heard.  Ever.  There are few songs that could pull off being over nine minutes long without me getting sick of them, but this song fills those nine minutes brilliantly.  A haunting piano melody.  A reference to the greatest Jimmy Eat World song ever.  A "not quite a chorus" chorus that changes each time it's sung.  The "did you know I miss you . . . God I miss you" on the live version.  The first summer I knew this song, I had a 30 minute commute to my internship, in which I would play this song three times.  For a long time, I couldn't hear it without crying.  On my worst days, this is the song that I stick on "repeat" on my iTunes.  I could easily spend hours playing this song over and over -- and I have.  Six years later, it still has the same effect on me that it had the first time I heard it.  It's brilliant and it's beautiful and don't just take my word for it, give it a listen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-3318519049856650339?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1994c11bd5fcbc9d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/3318519049856650339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=3318519049856650339' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3318519049856650339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3318519049856650339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/10/five-most-perfect-songs-ever-written-as.html' title='the five most perfect songs ever written (as of 9/5/08)'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-2331053963903636833</id><published>2008-10-03T20:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T20:30:43.779-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate the bar exam'/><title type='text'>laugh of the day</title><content type='html'>from the NC Board of Law Examiners' website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Essay questions from past North Carolina Bar Examinations, along with examples of answers to those questions, are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;available for downloading by individuals for their own &lt;b&gt;personal&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;non-commercial use&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;for the following purposes only&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;(i) as souvenirs of bar examinations that they have taken . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-2331053963903636833?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/2331053963903636833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=2331053963903636833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2331053963903636833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2331053963903636833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/10/laugh-of-day.html' title='laugh of the day'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-7093169756614756492</id><published>2008-10-01T22:27:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:26:33.335-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>lyrics quiz answers and round two</title><content type='html'>1. "No One" by Cold (Scott)&lt;br /&gt;2. "Another Drinking Song" by Mighty Mighty Bosstones (Scott)&lt;br /&gt;3. "Nice To Meet You, Anyway" by Gavin DeGraw (Courtnie gets half credit)&lt;br /&gt;4. "#41" by Dave Matthews Band (Scott)&lt;br /&gt;5. "Runaway Train" by Soul Asylum (Scott)&lt;br /&gt;6. "Dare You To Move" by Switchfoot (Michelle)&lt;br /&gt;7. "The Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide Is Press Coverage" by Panic At the Disco (Michelle)&lt;br /&gt;8. "Health and Happiness" by the Wallflowers&lt;br /&gt;9. "Long Road to Ruin" by the Foo Fighters (Scott)&lt;br /&gt;10. "Vindicated" by Dashboard Confessional (Michelle)&lt;br /&gt;11. "The Sun" by Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;12. "Shadow of the Day" by Linkin Park (Courtnie)&lt;br /&gt;13. "In a Big Country" by Big Country&lt;br /&gt;14. "All Over You" by the Spill Canvas (Courtnie)&lt;br /&gt;15. "Clarity" by John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;16. "Tremble" by Better Than Ezra&lt;br /&gt;17. "Everybody Hurts" by REM (Michelle)&lt;br /&gt;18. "Change Your Mind" by the Killers (Courtnie)&lt;br /&gt;19. "California" by Phantom Planet (Courtnie)&lt;br /&gt;20. "That Was A Crazy Game of Poker" by OAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after Round One, Scott's in the lead with 5 points, Courtnie has 4.5, and Michelle has 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round Two has a twist.  I'm going to give a song lyric.  Instead of telling me the song title/artist, I want the next line of the song.  The lyric will not necessarily be the first line of the song and the next line that I am looking for in each case will contain the title to the song in it (or be the title of the song).  Again, no duplicate artists (although there is at least one artist repeat from round one).  I think this round is a lot tougher, but maybe you'll prove me wrong.  Have fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Even if you cannot hear my voice, I'll be right beside you dear,&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; louder, louder, and we'll &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;run &lt;/span&gt;for our lives &lt;/span&gt;(Snow Patrol) (Michelle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I said it's something free that means a lot to me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've got a lot of life to learn and you've got a lot of life to teach&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Similar trends in camera technique and editing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You started out with nothing but throwaways&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is the way you left me, I'm not pretending&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turn me on and turn me up and turn me loose&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now I see through you, believe what you need to&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Knock me down 'til we see eye to eye, figured her out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't look at me that way&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;You know that I did 'cause I couldn't stop thinking 'bout you,&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I think about you in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;summertime&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(New Kids on the Block) (Courtnie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One day we will die and our ashes will fly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Whoa we're halfway there&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;i&gt;whoa, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;living on a prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (Bon Jovi) (Bonnie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So sing another song about bashing someone's head in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One more look and I forget everything o-o-o-oh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I hear the voices when I'm dreaming, I can hear them say&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carry on my wayward son&lt;/span&gt;! There'll be peace when you are done! &lt;/i&gt;(Kansas) (Scott)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;You, lost and lonely&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;i&gt;you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just like heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (The Cure) (Bonnie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can feel your heart and I can hear you cry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Better put them in quotations&lt;/strike&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;say &lt;/span&gt; what you need to say &lt;/span&gt;(John Mayer) (Michelle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Inspired by true events on movie screens&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;i&gt;I am a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one man wrecking machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (Guster) (Scott)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-7093169756614756492?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/7093169756614756492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=7093169756614756492' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7093169756614756492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7093169756614756492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/10/lyrics-quiz-answers-and-round-two.html' title='lyrics quiz answers and round two'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-4190814391064980565</id><published>2008-09-21T17:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:05:29.629-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>i like interactive blog posts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Billy posts these on Facebook all the time . . . figured I'd give it a shot too.    There are no repeats of bands and there are no songs with the song title in the first line except for one that I didn't think was *too* obvious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the artist &amp;amp; song name based on the first line of the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the rules if you wanna make your own...&lt;br /&gt;Step 1: Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;Step 2: Post the first line from the first 20 songs that play, skipping only the instrumentals&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: Strike through the songs when someone guesses both artist and track correctly.&lt;br /&gt;Step 4: For those who are guessing -- looking the lyrics up on a search engine is CHEATING!&lt;br /&gt;Step 5: If you like the game post your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Well I can't ever really believe no one was sent to get me&lt;/strike&gt; - "No One" by Cold&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Gonna dive into a dive I've dove into before&lt;/strike&gt; - "Another Drinking Song" by Mighty Mighty Bosstones&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't want to get too close - Courtnie's right that it's Gavin DeGraw&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Come see, I swear, by now I'm playing time against my troubles&lt;/strike&gt; - "#41" by DMB (one of the only DMB songs that I actually like!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Call you up in the middle of the night&lt;/strike&gt; - "Runaway Train" by Soul Asylum&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Welcome to the planet&lt;/strike&gt; - "Dare You To Move" by Switchfoot&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time&lt;/strike&gt; - "The Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide Is Press Coverage" by Panic At the Disco&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maybe it's not that I don't care anymore, maybe I just never did&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Here now, don't make a sound&lt;/strike&gt; - "Long Road to Ruin" by the Foo Fighters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Hope dangles on a string like slow spinning redemption&lt;/strike&gt; - "Vindicated" by Dashboard Confessional&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After school walking home fresh dirt under my fingernails&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I close both locks below the window&lt;/strike&gt; - "Shadow of the Day" by Linkin Park&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I never seen you look like this without a reason&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Yeah he's a looker but I really think it's guts that matter most&lt;/strike&gt; - "All Over You" by the Spill Canvas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I worry I weigh three times my body&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Well I'm watching Geraldo on TV and I'm thinking about you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone&lt;/strike&gt; - "Everybody Hurts" by REM&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Racy days help me through the hopeless haze&lt;/strike&gt; - "Change Your Mind" by the Killers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;We've been on the run driving in the sun&lt;/strike&gt; - "California" by Phantom Planet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh myyyyy twenty throw down in my fist of rage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun! :)  And for the record, each of these songs and/or bands have gotten regular radio play, so no, I haven't filled this quiz with random "Kerri music" that none of you but Courtnie has ever heard =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-4190814391064980565?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/4190814391064980565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=4190814391064980565' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4190814391064980565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4190814391064980565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-like-interactive-blog-posts.html' title='i like interactive blog posts'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-1989688803611291931</id><published>2008-09-20T23:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:15:42.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fogs Piles Palin</title><content type='html'>Just for giggles, the &lt;a href="http://personal-space.com/script/script.php"&gt;Sarah Palin Baby Name Generator&lt;/a&gt; . . . what's yours? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-1989688803611291931?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/1989688803611291931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=1989688803611291931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1989688803611291931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1989688803611291931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/09/fogs-piles-palin.html' title='Fogs Piles Palin'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-5258743949348952142</id><published>2008-09-14T19:48:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:34:34.062-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flashback friday'/><title type='text'>and now on a lighter note . . .</title><content type='html'>Continuing the tradition of posting "flashback Friday" posts on every day of the week &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;except&lt;/span&gt; Friday . . . I thought I'd share some &lt;a href="http://www.yearbookyourself.com/"&gt;yearbook pictures from throughout the years&lt;/a&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM2z56Dv-KI/AAAAAAAAAHU/BDf3V8C6PJw/s1600-h/1952"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM2z56Dv-KI/AAAAAAAAAHU/BDf3V8C6PJw/s320/1952" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246046948375394466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me in 1952&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM20EiIr44I/AAAAAAAAAHc/tt8LzYciNaQ/s1600-h/1954"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM20EiIr44I/AAAAAAAAAHc/tt8LzYciNaQ/s320/1954" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246047130932208514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me in 1954&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM20NSnHAJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jcQGojFiRf4/s1600-h/1956"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM20NSnHAJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/jcQGojFiRf4/s320/1956" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246047281383669906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me in 1956&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM20xBJOEmI/AAAAAAAAAHs/sC5snXbpP4E/s1600-h/1960"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM20xBJOEmI/AAAAAAAAAHs/sC5snXbpP4E/s320/1960" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246047895170191970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me in 1960&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM217CkeXQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Y32k_9Byodw/s1600-h/1966"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM217CkeXQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Y32k_9Byodw/s320/1966" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246049166863260930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me in 1966&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM24X_OGiSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/do4SUhZcZD8/s1600-h/1968"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM24X_OGiSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/do4SUhZcZD8/s320/1968" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246051863203580194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me in 1968&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM242IeuMqI/AAAAAAAAAIE/IvhbHi5At5U/s1600-h/1972"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM242IeuMqI/AAAAAAAAAIE/IvhbHi5At5U/s320/1972" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246052381085282978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me in 1972&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM25IsCSEAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/DBxjcMQvCvg/s1600-h/1978"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM25IsCSEAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/DBxjcMQvCvg/s320/1978" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246052699867320322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me in 1978&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM25b77teTI/AAAAAAAAAIU/MhUrM0vngko/s1600-h/1982"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM25b77teTI/AAAAAAAAAIU/MhUrM0vngko/s320/1982" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246053030552238386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me in 1982&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM2510KZOtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_dEy0fQRPlM/s1600-h/1990"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM2510KZOtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_dEy0fQRPlM/s320/1990" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246053475142941394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me in 1990&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM26HI7nupI/AAAAAAAAAIk/w0YCo7jUGFw/s1600-h/1994"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM26HI7nupI/AAAAAAAAAIk/w0YCo7jUGFw/s320/1994" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246053772775897746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me in 1994&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM2cvkeLouI/AAAAAAAAAHM/dtSUvXI1scg/s1600-h/1996"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM2cvkeLouI/AAAAAAAAAHM/dtSUvXI1scg/s320/1996" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246021482014548706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me in 1996&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM26cFOXOdI/AAAAAAAAAIs/w7aSU8KCeg8/s1600-h/1998"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM26cFOXOdI/AAAAAAAAAIs/w7aSU8KCeg8/s320/1998" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246054132558019026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me in 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM26tmxqXKI/AAAAAAAAAI0/y7gaqNYGFVE/s1600-h/2000"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM26tmxqXKI/AAAAAAAAAI0/y7gaqNYGFVE/s320/2000" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246054433622219938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me in 2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one (actual Fri)day I'll post some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; yearbook pictures.  For now though, let me know which one's your favorite ;)&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/2213183706086236055-5258743949348952142?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/5258743949348952142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=5258743949348952142' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/5258743949348952142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/5258743949348952142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-now-on-lighter-note.html' title='and now on a lighter note . . .'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SM2z56Dv-KI/AAAAAAAAAHU/BDf3V8C6PJw/s72-c/1952' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-2690046318974571956</id><published>2008-09-11T20:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T21:00:33.900-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flashback friday'/><title type='text'>most days i can't put to rest the burning city smoking in my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the 7th anniversary of the scariest day of my life, and the first time that I was in NYC on September 11 in five years, I thought I'd share an entry I posted on a far more personal "blog" on September 11, 2002, while it was still "fresh".  I know it's not conventional, but this is my September 11 story, and this is how I choose to remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On September 11, 2001, I was on 14th Street, sleeping, when the first plane hit the World Trade Center. I was awoken by Raina, who'd received a phone call from her mother... then a phone call from my father... then a phone call from my own mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Despite being in New York City that day, I didn't see the buildings fall. I didn't hear the buildings fall. I didn't even see them burning, except for on TV. Raina and I went upstairs to the highest point in our building to see if we'd be able to see anything, but the windows in the building only faced north... by the time we'd come downstairs, the second tower had fallen. I saw the smoke-filled sky as I fled from the city with Lauren and her friends, but aside from that, I was no closer to the events of that day than the millions of people who watched it on television that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See... my real September 11th story isn't about that day... it's about the days afterwards. And it's not about the events... it's about dealing with the events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was never fearful for myself that morning. I went back to sleep after Raina told me the news. I went back to sleep after my dad called. It wasn't even 9:00 in the morning... I had more than an hour before I had to get up for class. I was exhausted and not processing the information. The fear started when my mom called, and even then, it wasn't for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I pictured Lauren, walking to student teaching. I pictured Mary, waiting for the bus to take her to campus. And when I tried calling them, I got no answer on either of their phones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And then the fear really set in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;September 11 was, for me, about finding strength in friendships. About taking the scariest thing that had ever happened to any of us and getting through it together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The largest dorm at my school was evacuated that day and its residents were unable to return for two weeks. The dorm's residents, which included Mary and Lauren, were put up in hotels, given free textbooks and school supplies, and given money to buy clothing. But because that didn't happen right away, my roommates and I invited them to stay with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nine of us in all... me, Anna, Janeen, Raina, Mary, Lauren, Lauren's roommate Cassie, Lauren's friend Anita, and Anna's friend Ricky. Nine people in a room designed for four. For at least two nights... Mary stuck around on and off for the full two weeks that she was "displaced".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And what do I remember about those days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I remember making up a song to the tune of Newsies' "Santa Fe" entitled "Water Street" - an ode to the evacuated dorm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I remember singing Weezer's "Island in the Sun" with Raina, Janeen, and Mary... not all of it... just the "Hip Hip"'s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I remember eating the sprinkles off of the chocolate chip cookie scented candle I had, just because Anna's friend SWORE that they were real... and he was totally right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I remember eating lots of "fart food".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I remember not being scared anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When Raina came into my room a year ago today, I had lived with her for only a week. I knew her a little bit, but she was still "Janeen's roommate" to me... she wasn't yet my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In those days afterwards, that quickly changed. In a matter of days, Raina became one of the closest people in the world to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I got to know Anita, who I'd met a few times through Lauren, but never really knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I realized that there was not a thing that I wouldn't do for Mary and Lauren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If nothing else, last September proved to me that out of even the most horrible events, some good could come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;September 11, 2002 was a little different for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I woke up and Lauren was here... she slept over last night and we ate fart food and watched Matthew Perry on the Caroline Rhea show, since Who's the Boss? sadly did not air, and we basically treated it as a regular old sleepover... and when I got up in the morning, it was another one of those "it's just another day" type feelings. (I'd slept through the 8:30am memorial service.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of course, walking past Union Square Park on the way to class proved that was not the case... there were people everywhere, dressed in red, white and blue, writing their feelings about the day in chalk art on the ground or on murals or in paintings and just showing that they remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I went to class, like normal. I came home in between class and work and wrote an e-mail to Mary, again, fairly normal. I went to work at 4:00 to discover that due to an "electrical emergency" they were closing at 6 - seemed kind of ironic that they'd be closing early for the first time since I've been working there TODAY... so I went there for a couple hours and had some fun with Alan and Tim and the crew, especially when 6:00 came, the doors were locked, and people STILL insisted on trying them despite the four huge signs across the doors that said the gym was closed... ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was walking home from work and returning to an empty apartment that it started to hit me what today really was - up until then, it had been almost easy to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today - 9/11/02 - was a day of remembering. Remembering the buildings that had been such a part of my city for so long that I was so used to seeing them that I couldn't even mentally place them back in the skyline after they were gone. Remembering all those who were killed on the planes that day; all those who were killed in the buildings that day; all those who were killed trying to save others that day. Remembering all those who lost loved ones that day. Remembering thinking, "Things will never be the same again after today"... and about how in the past year, life has gone on for so many of us, and things have returned to normal, and how we've grown stronger for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And remembering the people who made the recovery process possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remembering the friends who were there for me that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remembering the friends who were there for me in the following days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remembering how fortunate I am to have such a group of people in my life, how fortunate I am to have not lost anyone that day, remembering how fortunate I am to have come out of that day stronger than before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't think I said nearly what I wanted to in this entry, but I didn't really know how to say what I wanted to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I'll end it by saying that not a day has gone by in the past year that I haven't thought about how thankful I am... and I will never forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;~ In Memory Of All Those Lost~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God bless America, land that I love...&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/2213183706086236055-2690046318974571956?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/2690046318974571956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=2690046318974571956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2690046318974571956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2690046318974571956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/09/most-days-i-cant-put-to-rest-burning.html' title='most days i can&apos;t put to rest the burning city smoking in my mind'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-4284775046167099209</id><published>2008-09-06T23:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T10:38:56.463-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='will tippin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bradley cooper'/><title type='text'>you can't argue with the scogic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I'm going to try!! After getting into an argument with my darling friend Scott this afternoon about Bradley Cooper (highlights included his insistence that "it takes a douchebag to play a douchebag" . . . of course it could just mean that he's a good actor, but as my title states, you can't argue with scogic), and since Becky pointed out that I've been neglecting my blog and I don't want to turn into Briton or Pat updating once every month or so, I thought that this would be a good place to defend my favorite actor. I'll admit that I haven't seen him in all of his roles (most recently missing him in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Rocker&lt;/span&gt;, but in my defense, and as my last couple of posts have indicated, can you really blame me for that? Nobody else saw that movie either!), but let's look at some of the more memorable ones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kitchen Confidential&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - I might have been the only person who watched this show; it only lasted 13 episodes (effing Fox). But you can't go wrong with a comedy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;starring&lt;/span&gt; Bradley Cooper! This show was hysterical and was canceled way too soon - fortunately, thanks to the amazing people over at hulu.com, &lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/kitchen-confidential"&gt;the complete series can be watched for free online&lt;/a&gt;.  Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wedding Crashers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - When I saw on IMDB years ago that Bradley Cooper AND Vince Vaughn were going to be in this movie, I knew that it would be a classic. It's obviously not one of my favorite BC roles (and it's the one that started the whole "Bradley Cooper is a douchebag" fight), but let's be honest, he had some good moments. And since he was playing a character so different from my favorite role of his (see below), I think that this movie just showed his range and talent as an actor! Scott sucks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jack and Bobby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Another show that was canceled way before its time.  This show was for serious up there with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lost &lt;/span&gt;as my favorite premiere of the 2004-2005 season and I was truly saddened when it was canceled. I loved it even before they announced that Bradley Cooper would be joining the cast, but I was so glad he did (even though he ended up being a love interest for Jack and Bobby's mother . . . what the hell was that?!) I probably contributed to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alias&lt;/span&gt;'s eventual cancellation by regularly watching this show instead of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alias&lt;/span&gt;, which it aired opposite of, but when you remove the best thing about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alias&lt;/span&gt; and put him onto the WB, of course Bradley Cooper's going to win. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Want to Marry Ryan Banks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;This was another movie that I found out about months before its premiere on ABC Family, when Mary sent me a text message to excitedly proclaim that "Will Tippin and Brandon Walsh" were going to be in an ABC Family movie together. It by far remains my favorite movie ever shown on that network - I would buy it in a heartbeat if it ever came on DVD. (It was on TV a couple of months ago for the first time in years - it shows up on the SOAP network from time to time too, which I sadly did not get in my apartment, but I'm psyched that I get it at home in case it's ever on again). BC played Jason Priestly's best friend and manager and was trying to help his image by putting him on a reality show to get America to love him again. Of course the girl that the producers decided they wanted to "win" ended up falling in love with Bradley Cooper instead. Of course she did, because she had EYES! Um, and because he's awesome and totally not a douchebag. Definitely my second favorite role of his.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wet Hot American Summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - This would be my favorite movie even if Bradley Cooper wasn't in it . . . but it makes it so much more awesome because he is. Never mind the fact that he had a gay sex scene halfway through the movie . . . BC was awesome in this movie. I love the scene where Amy Poehler gets made at Jeanene Garofalo for making her put the weird kid in the talent show and then she throws her clipboard to the ground and Bradley Cooper keeps picking it up . . . GOD I love that movie. So obviously anyone who can be in such a brilliant movie couldn't possibly be a douche, he could only be AWESOME. Awesome enough to also play my favorite role of his, one of my favorite television characters EVER, &lt;a href="http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/01/falling-in-love-with-fiction.html"&gt;#2 on my list of fictional characters I'm in love with . . . &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alias - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Will Tippin.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SMNWytUsi1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/xEwyUh6quJQ/s1600-h/91151315_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SMNWytUsi1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/xEwyUh6quJQ/s320/91151315_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243129820349238098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel like those two words alone should justify why Bradley Cooper is not a douchebag, but since Scott (and most people I know) have never watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alias&lt;/span&gt;, I feel a need to elaborate by sharing my top five favorite Will Tippin moments just to show the range of Bradley Cooper's awesomeness and non-douchebagginess.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;5. Will gets to live, but he gets a heroin addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.twoevilmonks.org/alias/asimg/imagessn2/201/as201166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.twoevilmonks.org/alias/asimg/imagessn2/201/as201166.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the price to pay for being friends with Sydney Bristow, but Will's not complaining.  I bawled during his confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Will stills loves Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.twoevilmonks.org/alias/asimg/imagessn1/121/ais121279.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't love you for what you do, or what you don't do. I just love you." If I hadn't already been in love with Will, that's the line that would have done it.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sydney surprises Will in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.twoevilmonks.org/alias/asimg/imagessn1/121/ais121206.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scene is one of the best Alias scenes ever and this picture was my buddy icon for years.  If you think his expression is funny, the accompanying scream is just as great ;)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Rock star Will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.twoevilmonks.org/alias/asimg/imagessn3/310/ashd310306.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm here, she's here, we made it!" The only thing hotter than Will Tippin is Will Tippin undercover as a British rock star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me Scott?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3UbvpecJwF4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3UbvpecJwF4&amp;amp;hl=en&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;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Will hugs Jack Bristow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.twoevilmonks.org/alias/asimg/imagessn1/122/ais122263.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Another scene where I bawled like a baby. Will and Spy Daddy... sigh. I don't even know that Spy Daddy had hugged his own daughter at this point in the show, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly there are not many Will Tippin videos on YouTube, but you should all (especially Scott!) take my word for it that he was a brilliant character and that Bradley Cooper portrayed him brilliantly and that him being sent to witness protection destroyed the show.  Except it gave him the chance to come back in that one episode in season three.  Which was amazing.  But anyway.  I don't know that I made my point and it was probably a waste to try to combat the scogic, but I had to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Scott . . . if you're still not convinced . . . maybe this scene will make you feel better about a "douchebag" getting what was coming to him.  And bonus David Anders for the ladies ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1hJvfCynFMs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1hJvfCynFMs&amp;amp;hl=en&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;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-4284775046167099209?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/4284775046167099209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=4284775046167099209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4284775046167099209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4284775046167099209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-cant-argue-with-scogic_358.html' title='you can&apos;t argue with the scogic'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SMNWytUsi1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/xEwyUh6quJQ/s72-c/91151315_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-3416976757480985399</id><published>2008-08-29T14:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T14:44:25.096-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>r.i.p. jenna</title><content type='html'>With &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Rocker&lt;/span&gt;'s miserable box office failure (which I contributed to . . . sorry, Jenna), Rainn Wilson has announced that &lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendID=27753303&amp;amp;blogID=428514053"&gt;Jenna Fischer is now a zombie actress&lt;/a&gt;.  Sadly, the kidnapping ordeal did not end as Rainn would have liked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ugQPaYaC9m4&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ugQPaYaC9m4&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&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;and instead, "Kevin" buried 1/2 of JAM and it looks like Phyllis is going to be Rainn's next victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pLaRMId6EGg&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pLaRMId6EGg&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&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;It's a sad story.  Pam's memory will live on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - There's no way that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Rocker&lt;/span&gt; was worse than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gigli&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-3416976757480985399?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/3416976757480985399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=3416976757480985399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3416976757480985399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3416976757480985399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/08/rip-jenna.html' title='r.i.p. jenna'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-4698043517290559497</id><published>2008-08-22T19:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T19:30:09.810-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hockey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flashback friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old school'/><title type='text'>flashback friday: i had nothing to do with this video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But in 1996, I was totally obsessed with Mike Legg and thought this was the coolest thing ever.  I just found this video saved on this old disk I had from 2004 so apparently I thought it was cool enough to save on my various computers for 8 years.  I love hockey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mzsOkwHYBno&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mzsOkwHYBno&amp;amp;hl=en&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-4698043517290559497?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/4698043517290559497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=4698043517290559497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4698043517290559497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4698043517290559497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/08/flashback-friday-i-had-nothing-to-do.html' title='flashback friday: i had nothing to do with this video'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-7149003004453344160</id><published>2008-08-22T13:40:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T13:48:35.051-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jim halpert'/><title type='text'>free jenna now! (a/k/a the office "spoilers" a/k/a remember the time i met john krasinski?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;If Jenna Fischer doesn't get her peach smoothie because we gave $40 to "The House Bunny" at midnight last night instead of going to see "The Rocker", I will never forgive myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOHN KRASINSKI INTERROGATION (from &lt;a style="font-weight: normal;" href="http://www.eonline.com/uberblog/watch_with_kristin/b25439_spoiler_alert_pam_dying_becoming_muppet.html"&gt;Watch with Kristin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; on E! Online)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can we do anything to help Jenna?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last I heard she was dead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, well that sort of puts a crimp in the future of Jim and Pam this season.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ali Larter&lt;/strong&gt; has decided to do our show&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She’s going to be the new Pam?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, with a superpower. It’s going to be amazing. It’s going to be amazing!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That’s a huge twist.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we should probably put together a memorial for Jenna. If you want to headline that...I’ll definitely speak at it, but I don’t have much time. Maybe I’ll just do a in-memoriam blog. “She was great.”&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That would be very touching.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I’ll put together a clips package. Of my stuff, with maybe her in it, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SK8JLdOcruI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4oIq4JKZOiw/s1600-h/P1010406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SK8JLdOcruI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4oIq4JKZOiw/s320/P1010406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237414984083615458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(because i can never get enough of this picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://freejennanow.com/"&gt;FREE JENNA NOW!&lt;/a&gt;  Do your part!  Because I'm sure not doing mine!&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/2213183706086236055-7149003004453344160?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/7149003004453344160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=7149003004453344160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7149003004453344160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7149003004453344160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/08/free-jenna-now-aka-office-spoilers-aka.html' title='free jenna now! (a/k/a the office &quot;spoilers&quot; a/k/a remember the time i met john krasinski?)'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SK8JLdOcruI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4oIq4JKZOiw/s72-c/P1010406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-6804953872781041667</id><published>2008-08-15T19:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:27:08.653-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>okay, this actually makes me kind of want to see the rocker</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GATDNrFX808&amp;amp;color1=291787617&amp;amp;color2=325161297&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GATDNrFX808&amp;amp;color1=291787617&amp;amp;color2=325161297&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;amp;friendID=27753303&amp;amp;blogID=423199587"&gt;A personal message from Jenna's "friend", Rainn Wilson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-6804953872781041667?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/6804953872781041667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=6804953872781041667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6804953872781041667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/6804953872781041667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay-this-actually-makes-me-kind-of.html' title='okay, this actually makes me kind of want to see the rocker'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-5446611151508837569</id><published>2008-08-07T19:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T20:12:33.085-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flashback friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old school'/><title type='text'>flashback friday (but a day early because apparently i don't know my days of the week)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Confirmation that I'm losing it, as if repeatedly posting "day of the week" themed blog posts on different days of the week was not enough: I just tried to make my iTunes volume louder with the TV remote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Um, and I just did it again, less than a minute later and even after just typing that paragraph.  What the hell is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway.  The seeds of my madness were sewn long ago, as evidenced by this 1993 story that I stumbled across from my 6th grade English class while cleaning my room.  Perhaps even scarier than the crazy story that the 11-year-old me dreamed up were my teacher's comments: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kerri, you are outrageous!  This story is worth publishing.  I love the way you tied the story elements together.  Your characterizations are superb.&lt;/span&gt;  I received an A+ for content and an A+ for grammar/spelling/proofreading.  The assignment was to write a story about Winnie the Pooh, Alta (that was the name of a girl in my class), the mall, bugs,  a gun, and whiskers.  This is what I came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alta Story" - March 29, 1993&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I hate my wife Alta.  I don't know why I married her.  First of all, she is too nice.  She lets bugs invade our home, without asking for my permission first.  Bugs are pests, and I'd like to put Alta out with them.  Second of all, she'll always win an argument because she'll say that if I don't give in and agree with her, she'll step on me.  Her threats work too, because she is much taller than me, and she really could step on me.  The only reason why I didn't divorce her yet is because I'm unemployed, and she has a pretty good job, so she supports me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   We live in the mall which, in my opinion, is too cheerful.  Alta works in Sears, and our home is right outside of Sears.  We have the same meal every day (Burger King), partly because I wouldn't touch anything Alta would cook, and partly because we don't have a stove.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;One day, Alta came home from work in a bad mood.  "Winnie," she said, "I had a hard day at work.  Here's twenty bucks.  Go buy us dinner."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I took the money, but then I looked carefully at Alta.  She was growing whiskers!  I'm a bear, and even I don't have whiskers.  I screamed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I left our "house" and ran away as fast as I could, pushing little kids out of the way, and kicking dogs on leashes.  I ran straight to the gun shop on the other side of the mall.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"How much is your cheapest gun?" I asked, out of breath.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The gunshop owner couldn't believe his eyes.  "You're Winnie the Pooh!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I am," I said.  "Now how much is your cheapest gun?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"$19.95," the guy said, pointing to a small pellet gun.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"$19.95?  But that's too much!  I couldn't even afford dinner if I bought that."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Too bad," the gun shop owner said.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I grabbed a gun off the shelf and checked to see if it was loaded.  It was.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Give it to me for ten bucks or I'll kill you," I said.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The gun shop owner was shaking with fear. "Here, you can have it for free," he said, shoving the pellet gun into my hands.  "Uh, have a nice day!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I ran out of the store as fast as I could.  I heard a kid say, "Mommy, it's Winnie the Pooh with a gun!"  The mother screamed and ran off.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When I reached our home, Alta wasn't there.  I was mad because I was all ready to kill her.  In my anger, I squashed every bug of hers I could find.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I left my home, and checekd every store in the mall looking for Alta.  I found her in a drug store, buying razors.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I pulled her out of the store and said, "Alta, shave your whiskers or I'll kill you."  Alta screamed and ran to the payphones.  She locked herself in a booth and made a call.  I sat and waited for her to come out so I could kill her.  But she wouldn't come out.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ten minutes later, the police came and arrested me.  They took me to jail.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Considering that Alta lived, but I never saw her again, it was a happy ending for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-5446611151508837569?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/5446611151508837569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=5446611151508837569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/5446611151508837569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/5446611151508837569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/08/flashback-friday-but-day-early-because.html' title='flashback friday (but a day early because apparently i don&apos;t know my days of the week)'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-2844397741387093569</id><published>2008-08-05T21:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:41:50.153-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mix cds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nyu'/><title type='text'>mix cd monday (er . . . except it's tuesday): music from the second greatest summer of our lives</title><content type='html'>A text message from Brian last week, combined with a scare from Darren that Coles would be closing in 2009 (thankfully false), combined with reading a bunch of journal entries from Summer 2003 definitely made me long for the best summer of my life.  I can't believe it's been five years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SJkSHSGmPdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/au4gQpVDQpU/s1600-h/Old+Pictures+720.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SJkSHSGmPdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/au4gQpVDQpU/s320/Old+Pictures+720.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231232358495436242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best people ever . . . songs that will always remind me of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHO ROCKS THE HOUSE? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music From the Second Greatest Summer of Our Lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Bring Me To Life" - Evanescence.&lt;/span&gt;  I remember that every time this song came on the radio, Frank and Brian would reenact their own "music video" for it, pretending to be gargoyles and fountains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Bandages" - Hot Hot Heat&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Boys of Summer" - The Ataris&lt;/span&gt;.  Jackie and I were pretty much the *only* girls that summer . . . I loved all my boys of summer!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Heaven Is A Place on Earth" - Belinda Carlyle.&lt;/span&gt;  I was telling Briton yesterday that the Coles closing staff would call WPLJ and request this song and Eddie Money's "Take Me Home Tonight" (see #6 :) ) for their 8:00 80s EVERY NIGHT and that after the entire summer had gone by, they still hadn't played either song for us&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You're So Vain" - Carly Simon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Take Me Home Tonight" - Eddie Money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"One Dollar Blues" - &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/meganjeanband"&gt;Megan Jean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/meganjeanband"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;  Definitely one of the most talented co-workers I've ever had!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You've Got a Friend" - James Taylor&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Faithfully" - Journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Bottom of a Bottle" - Smile Empty Soul.&lt;/span&gt;  Brian and I had a whole elaborate story about how we didn't do it for the drugs, we did it for the hugs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm Like A Bird" - Nelly Furtado.  &lt;/span&gt;Brian and I used to sing "I'm like a bird . . . I don't know where my 'ho' is . . ."  We thought we were a lot funnier than we actually were.  No, actually, we were really funny.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Outside" - Staind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Center Field" - John Fogarty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Porch Light" - Megan Jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Closing Time" - Semisonic&lt;/span&gt;.  Nothing cleared out the locker room faster than blasting this song over the PA system.  And all of us singing along.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-2844397741387093569?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/2844397741387093569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=2844397741387093569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2844397741387093569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2844397741387093569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/08/mix-cd-monday-er-except-its-tuesday.html' title='mix cd monday (er . . . except it&apos;s tuesday): music from the second greatest summer of our lives'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SJkSHSGmPdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/au4gQpVDQpU/s72-c/Old+Pictures+720.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-4096953290693071566</id><published>2008-08-01T21:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T21:50:59.910-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss the bar exam?'/><title type='text'>there's no perfect endings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, if you made it, just be glad that you did and stay there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you ever feel loved or needed remember that you're one of the lucky ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And if it's over, just remember what I told you.  It was bound to happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, just keep moving on. There's no perfect endings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Straylight Run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up this morning and realizing that I am officially done with law school and that I (hopefully) will never have to take another exam in my life was a great feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Until I realized that I am completely broke, I don't have a job, I'm going to be homeless in four weeks, and pretty much everything that I've spent the past three years working for was for nothing.  And that I'm actually borderline depressed that it's over.  And that even though I never actually had the pre-bar exam sob fest and breakdown that everyone kept telling me I'd have (except for the 30 seconds of tears from that lion video down below!), now I can't seem to stop crying.&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/2213183706086236055-4096953290693071566?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/4096953290693071566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=4096953290693071566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4096953290693071566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4096953290693071566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/08/theres-no-perfect-endings.html' title='there&apos;s no perfect endings'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-9080822187622934352</id><published>2008-07-28T12:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T12:42:37.302-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate the bar exam'/><title type='text'>pieper people pass</title><content type='html'>two months of Pieper bar prep lectures . . . $2595&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ny bar exam registration + computer use . . . $350&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;round trip peak train fare to nyc to take the stupid exam . . . $19.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;craft supplies from michaels . . . $6.39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having an "i &lt;3 troy" t-shirt to wear to the ny bar exam . . . priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SI4EKOAum6I/AAAAAAAAAGo/yF4wasJy3AU/s1600-h/DSCF1806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SI4EKOAum6I/AAAAAAAAAGo/yF4wasJy3AU/s320/DSCF1806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228120791030078370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so lame on so many different levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days of bar exams start in less than 24 hours . . . wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-9080822187622934352?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/9080822187622934352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=9080822187622934352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/9080822187622934352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/9080822187622934352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/07/pieper-people-pass.html' title='pieper people pass'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Mnuj411acKE/SI4EKOAum6I/AAAAAAAAAGo/yF4wasJy3AU/s72-c/DSCF1806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-1683072992012609696</id><published>2008-07-24T18:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T18:20:09.037-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate the bar exam'/><title type='text'>i think i was just due for a pre-bar exam breakdown . . .</title><content type='html'>but this video made me cry like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rkglYMYbyeo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rkglYMYbyeo&amp;amp;hl=en&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;The spelling is horrible, but the video is so worth it . . . I want a pet lion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to mnemonics . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-1683072992012609696?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/1683072992012609696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=1683072992012609696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1683072992012609696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1683072992012609696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-i-was-just-due-for-pre-bar-exam.html' title='i think i was just due for a pre-bar exam breakdown . . .'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-8021836175657330625</id><published>2008-07-21T22:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:26:49.616-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>one week closer to argentina . . .</title><content type='html'>um . . . and the bar exam.  But I still found it necessary to take this quiz, out of morbid curiosity.  Too bad I'd have to die to cash in on that $4290 . . . I could definitely use it just about now . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oneplusyou.com/bb/cadaver" style="background: transparent url(http://www.oneplusyou.com/q/img/bb_badges/cadaver.jpg) no-repeat scroll 0% 0%; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 395px; height: 184px; padding-top: 121px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;$4290.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;The Cadaver Calculator - Find out how much your body is worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Created by &lt;a href="http://www.oneplusyou.com/"&gt;OnePlusYou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-8021836175657330625?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/8021836175657330625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=8021836175657330625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8021836175657330625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/8021836175657330625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-week-closer-to-argentina.html' title='one week closer to argentina . . .'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-2369887329519044963</id><published>2008-07-20T20:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:00:14.335-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='straylight run'/><title type='text'>i'm losing it . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pretty much everyone who reads this won't get this, but I got way too excited yesterday when Briton was giving me directions and told me to "turn left on Carman Avenue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Your Name Here"&lt;/span&gt; is actually referencing Carmans Road  ("there's no such road as Carmans Avenue, but 'Road' doesn't rhyme with 'you'" . . . thanks, John Nolan), but whatever. &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/2213183706086236055-2369887329519044963?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/2369887329519044963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=2369887329519044963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2369887329519044963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2369887329519044963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-losing-it.html' title='i&apos;m losing it . . .'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-5038346064510565514</id><published>2008-07-17T20:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:33:03.849-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>in honor of the dark knight</title><content type='html'>and since I was appalled that Briton had never even  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heard of&lt;/span&gt; this movie, let alone seen it, I present to you the finest moment of Christian Bale's career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iaNQ0vnLtDY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iaNQ0vnLtDY&amp;amp;hl=en&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;God I love this movie, even though I guess there's a reason why Christian Bale doesn't talk about it . . . and it starts at 2:11 . . . hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-5038346064510565514?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/5038346064510565514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=5038346064510565514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/5038346064510565514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/5038346064510565514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-honor-of-dark-knight.html' title='in honor of the dark knight'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-7789859920074449630</id><published>2008-07-16T21:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:06:10.406-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>quote of the day!</title><content type='html'>two things that made me laugh out loud today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="778" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(215, 51, 6);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt; (9:59:53 PM)&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Leelawadee;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;do people not drink in eastern PA?  haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="779" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(15, 5, 149);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Totally Joking Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt; (10:00:16 PM)&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;haha they do! i went to college here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="780" style="background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(15, 5, 149);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Totally Joking Friend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;aim:timestamp style="display: inline; font-size: 11px;"&gt; (10:00:27 PM)&lt;/aim:timestamp&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;omg, maybe i drank all of it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and from Colleen on my MySpace page (even though this story actually made me really sad, her comment about it had me in hysterics). . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="ctl00_cpMain_UserViewCommentsControl_viewComments_commentRepeater_ctl01_bodyLabel"&gt;Did you know Steven Page was arrested on cocaine charges?! Guess that's what he did with his million dollars...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-7789859920074449630?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/7789859920074449630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=7789859920074449630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7789859920074449630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7789859920074449630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/07/quote-of-day.html' title='quote of the day!'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-4902096061378488752</id><published>2008-07-15T19:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T20:07:45.361-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate the bar exam'/><title type='text'>for briton!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So . . . I didn't actually watch this whole video, but I did skip to the end and it has Paul's phone number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xzhuKx-PrO0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xzhuKx-PrO0&amp;amp;hl=en&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;So I suppose we could just call him and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ask&lt;/span&gt; him if he's the mole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wikipedia is amazing . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm back to work now.  And by "back to work" I mean back to attempting to read the notes that I've been sitting here trying to read for the past three hours and that I'm still not done with. Two more weeks!&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/2213183706086236055-4902096061378488752?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/4902096061378488752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=4902096061378488752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4902096061378488752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/4902096061378488752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-briton.html' title='for briton!'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-3351356391154601636</id><published>2008-07-11T21:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:26:23.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy things that becky needs</title><content type='html'>because let's face it, nobody wants a bullet in the head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs Derek Jeter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs a boy named Tim.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs to pass the NJ and PA bar exams.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs to start a new Scrabulous game.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs some ice cream.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs to relax and watch a movie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs to have some fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs August 1.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs to watch the Yankees.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs to listen to "Kareem Abdul Jabbar" by Kevin Devine and to laugh about it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs some cheese fries from Houlihans.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs a Law Review reunion.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs to force a win against Irina (or maybe she doesn't, but doesn't everybody?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs to go back in time and get a piece of cake from Renato's graduation party.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs a drink.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt; movie to be made.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs to give &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Catch-22&lt;/span&gt; another chance because it's really a great book!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs to go driving through Levittown (and maybe other LI towns?) looking for people's houses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs to finally meet the real Dan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs a copy of the table of consanguinity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs a Mustang.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs to make some more witty comments about Troy for me to put in my away messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs a half-priced milkshake from Coldstone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becky needs to come back to NY because life is more fun when she is around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-3351356391154601636?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/3351356391154601636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=3351356391154601636' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3351356391154601636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3351356391154601636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-things-that-becky-needs.html' title='happy things that becky needs'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-1484964903749266068</id><published>2008-07-11T15:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T16:39:03.876-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the spill canvas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate the bar exam'/><title type='text'>no really, i'm fine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Spill Canvas won Yahoo's "Who's Next" contest for the last month.  Check them out, they're pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="false" width="400" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v157441979&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="false" src="http://d.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v157441979&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1" width="400" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always expect their lead singer to be hot and then get really disappointed when he's not. Buuut he did write one of my top five favorite songs of all time (I think it makes the cut . . . maybe not, but it's definitely top 10) and two others that probably would fit in my top 20.  And they have a song that starts out with the line "fate is an elegant cold-hearted whore."  And their latest album and E.P. were titled "No Really, I'm Fine" and "Honestly, I'm Doing Okay",  which I think are awesome titles.  So I suppose all of that makes him sufficiently attractive to me.   Anyway.  Check them out, watch the video, and if you like what you hear, you can check out &lt;a href="http://kerrold.muxtape.com"&gt;my muxtape &lt;/a&gt;page, which includes my other "top 20 worthy" song of theirs (Boo for not being able to find an mp3 of "All Hail the Heartbreaker" to link to). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-1484964903749266068?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/1484964903749266068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=1484964903749266068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1484964903749266068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/1484964903749266068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-really-im-fine.html' title='no really, i&apos;m fine'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-7703439264510204213</id><published>2008-07-10T17:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T17:29:34.304-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mix cds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate the bar exam'/><title type='text'>this is officially the coolest site ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because we're officially halfway done with 2008 and because I'm officially keeping track of my 2008 soundtrack as the year goes by this time instead of trying to compile it in December and because I will officially be done with all three days of the bar exams three weeks from today and that thought makes me happy (and also terrifies me), and because I am obsessed with the idea of this site (even though hardly any of the music files on my computer are .mp3 files and I had to spend about 15 minutes downloading mp3s of these songs just for the site and I still couldn't find a couple of them that will definitely make the mix) . . . I present to you my official 2008 soundtrack . . . or the first half of it, at least!  (Check back in December for the explanations of why these made the mix . . . I've wasted enough time already!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kerrold.muxtape.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to listen to it!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fear You Won't Fall&lt;/span&gt; - Joshua Radin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Say&lt;/span&gt; - John Mayer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(not on Muxtape)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me vs. Maradona vs. Elvis&lt;/span&gt; - Brand New&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Bad Dream&lt;/span&gt; - Keane&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All Over You&lt;/span&gt; - The Spill Canvas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey Beautiful&lt;/span&gt; - The Solids &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(How I Met Your Mother&lt;/span&gt; theme song)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love Song&lt;/span&gt; - Sara Bareilles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Himerus and Eros&lt;/span&gt; - The Spill Canvas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stop &amp;amp; Stare - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;OneRepublic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Violet Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Coldplay &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(not on Muxtape)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Time of My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - David Cook&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(not on Muxtape)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-7703439264510204213?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/7703439264510204213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=7703439264510204213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7703439264510204213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/7703439264510204213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-officially-coolest-site-ever.html' title='this is officially the coolest site ever'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-2855420727292067447</id><published>2008-07-09T17:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T18:02:38.478-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surveys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate the bar exam'/><title type='text'>my life according to google</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1: Type in "[your name] needs" in the Google search:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerri needs to know when, where, and to whom to deliver the raffle tickets to . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2: Type in "[your name] looks like" in the Google search:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerri looks like she doesn't want to touch Pete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3: Type in "[your name] does" in Google search:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerri does not have any contacts at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4: Type in "[your name] hates" in Google search:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerri hates the Ohio State Buckeyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I resent the fact that for this one, it asked me if I meant to type "Kerry hates".  Buuut, maybe it's just Google's way of telling me that Kerris are too happy to hate anyone or anything :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5: Type in "[your name] goes" or "..has gone" in Google search:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerri goes from frumpy to yummy mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6: Type in "[your name] loves" in Google search:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerri loves Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7: Type in "[your name] eats" in Google search:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerri eats my food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8: Type in "[your name] has" in Google search:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerri has recently launched her own line of Big Game Lures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9: Type in "[your name] will" in Google search:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerri will speak out on the controversy surrounding Paris Hilton's new found faith and her insights on how to survive in Hollywood's secular climate . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10: Enter name in "Images" search:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kerrianne.org/wp-content/uploads/kerrirobotforsite.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.kerrianne.org/wp-content/uploads/kerrirobotforsite.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annnd maybe I should do some work now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-2855420727292067447?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/2855420727292067447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=2855420727292067447' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2855420727292067447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2855420727292067447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-life-according-to-google.html' title='my life according to google'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-3541093537040874396</id><published>2008-07-05T09:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T10:04:51.703-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the state'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate the bar exam'/><title type='text'>"i'd say get a monkey, and just torture the hell out of it"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I was attempting to find the theme song from MTV's "The State" on mp3 so that I could do one last "bonus round" trivia contest, since clearly my last one was too easy, and I don't know that ANYONE who reads this would have gotten "The State."  &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/TelevisionCity/4795/TheState-MTVTheme.mp3"&gt;I did find it,&lt;/a&gt; but I got very sidetracked when I discovered the trailer for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dUBc0zAqa3s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dUBc0zAqa3s&amp;amp;hl=en&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;which I promptly ordered from amazon.com.  Adam Brody?  Liev Schreiber?  Paul Rudd?  Directed by David Wain?  WHY HAVE I NOT SEEN THIS MOVIE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-state.com/"&gt;The State's official website&lt;/a&gt; also reported that they actually made a box set of the entire series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=13496772,t=1,mt=video"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=13496772,t=1,mt=video" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but MTV is dragging their asses with releasing it.  There is pretty much no price that I wouldn't pay for that box set.  It's that brilliant.  Nerve &amp;amp; IFC agreed, with four of The State's skits appearing in their "&lt;a href="http://www.nerve.com/dispatches/nerveeditors/50greatestcomedysketches/01/"&gt;50 Greatest Comedy Sketches of All Time&lt;/a&gt;" list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could sing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The State&lt;/span&gt;'s praises all day, but I have this little test in 3 1/2 weeks that I should be studying for, so I'll just leave you with my two favorite sketches (God, it's like choosing between children):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m2xyiiW0j4s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m2xyiiW0j4s&amp;amp;hl=en&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;Porcupine Racetrack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x9xmvhQl2-Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x9xmvhQl2-Q&amp;amp;hl=en&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;Louie &amp;amp; the Last Supper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-3541093537040874396?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/3541093537040874396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=3541093537040874396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3541093537040874396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/3541093537040874396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/07/id-say-get-monkey-and-just-torture-hell.html' title='&quot;i&apos;d say get a monkey, and just torture the hell out of it&quot;'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-5480315992399844750</id><published>2008-07-04T15:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T15:49:03.335-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate the bar exam'/><title type='text'>tv theme song trivia: now with 100% more sound clips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apparently my TV theme song trivia was too easy!  They've all been correctly guessed now, so scroll on down and check it out if there were any that stumped you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd be all clever and post a bunch more TV theme songs with sound clips instead of lyrics to make it even more challenging (although I think that my last post was easy enough that nobody had to resort to googling until after the fact).   Hopefully this works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Annnnnd.... less than an hour later, they're all guessed.  The names of the shows and the guessers (or the Gessers, haha) are listed below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number One - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How I Met Your Mother - &lt;/span&gt;Briton  &lt;embed src="http://www.sitcomsonline.com/sounds/howimetyourmother.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Two - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Futurama&lt;/span&gt; - Pat &lt;embed src="http://www.mythemes.tv/series/themes/opening/futurama.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Three - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boston Legal&lt;/span&gt; - Briton &lt;embed src="http://www.mythemes.tv/series/themes/opening/bostonle.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Four - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt; - Pat &lt;embed src="http://home.comcast.net/%7Elinkman00/tv-mp3/24_Main_Theme.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Five - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alias&lt;/span&gt; - Michelle &lt;embed src="http://home.comcast.net/%7Elinkman00/tv-mp3/Alias.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Six - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baywatch&lt;/span&gt; - Michelle &lt;embed src="http://home.comcast.net/%7Elinkman00/tv-mp3/Baywatch.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Seven - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dawson's Creek&lt;/span&gt; - Pat &lt;embed src="http://home.comcast.net/%7Elinkman00/tv-mp3/Dawson%27s_Creek.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Eight - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beverly Hills, 90210&lt;/span&gt; - Michelle &lt;embed src="http://home.comcast.net/%7Elinkman00/tv-mp3/Beverly_Hills,_90210.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Nine &lt;embed src="http://home.comcast.net/%7Elinkman00/tv-mp3/Charles_In_Charge.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; (since Pat was upset it wasn't on the last one) - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Charles in Charge&lt;/span&gt; - Pat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Ten - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doogie Howser, M.D.&lt;/span&gt; - Michelle &lt;embed src="http://home.comcast.net/%7Elinkman00/tv-mp3/Doogie_Howser,_MD.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Eleven &lt;embed src="http://home.comcast.net/%7Elinkman00/tv-mp3/Dallas.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; (I used to hear this song playing downstairs while my parents watched it as I tried to go to sleep) - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dallas&lt;/span&gt; - Eric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Twelve - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The OC&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Michelle &lt;embed src="http://home.comcast.net/%7Elinkman00/tv-mp3/OC.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Thirteen - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everybody Loves Raymond&lt;/span&gt; - Michelle &lt;embed src="http://home.comcast.net/%7Elinkman00/tv-mp3/Everybody_Loves_Raymond.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Fourteen - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Married, With Children&lt;/span&gt; - Michelle &lt;embed src="http://home.comcast.net/%7Elinkman00/tv-mp3/Married_With_Children.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Fifteen - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smallville&lt;/span&gt; - Michelle &lt;embed src="http://home.comcast.net/%7Elinkman00/tv-mp3/Smallville.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Sixteen - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt; - Briton &lt;embed src="http://home.comcast.net/%7Elinkman00/tv-mp3/Lost_Intro.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Seventeen - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Step by Step&lt;/span&gt; - Michelle &lt;embed src="http://home.comcast.net/%7Elinkman00/tv-mp3/Step_By_Step.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Eighteen - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tiny Toon Adventures&lt;/span&gt; - Michelle &lt;embed src="http://melaman2.com/cartoons/singles/mp3/tiny-toons.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Nineteen - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;House&lt;/span&gt; - Michelle &lt;embed src="http://home.comcast.net/%7Elinkman00/tv-mp3/House.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number Twenty - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Different Strokes&lt;/span&gt; - Michelle &lt;embed src="http://home.comcast.net/%7Elinkman00/tv-mp3/Different_Strokes.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and as a bonus, because I CANNOT BELIEVE I LEFT THIS ONE OUT (I blame the site I stole the mp3s from) - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Office - &lt;/span&gt;Briton&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.lifeintheoffice.com/wp-content/images/TheOfficeRingtone.mp3" autostart="false" loop="FALSE" width="140" height="40"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&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/2213183706086236055-5480315992399844750?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/5480315992399844750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=5480315992399844750' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/5480315992399844750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/5480315992399844750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/07/tv-theme-song-trivia-now-with-100-more.html' title='tv theme song trivia: now with 100% more sound clips'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-5300013724251878705</id><published>2008-07-03T20:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T20:25:13.842-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate the bar exam'/><title type='text'>maybe i'm just losing it from doing too many pmbr questions</title><content type='html'>But I laughed &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; at this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ricky, a New York city policeman, was relaxing in his living room when his wife entered and asked what he'd like for dinner.  Ricky replied, "Ethel, next door."  Startled Lucy asked Ricky what he meant by that remark.  Ricky then said, "Look, I've had the 'hots' for Ethel for a long time.  I've got this burning desire to go next door and rape her."  As Ricky was about to walk out the door, he turned to Lucy and said, "You want to come along and watch?"  Lucy shook her head as if to say okay and followed him next door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moments later, Ricky rang the doorbell and Ethel came to the door.  After entering her home, Ricky grabbed Ethel's arm and began to rip off her clothes.  Terribly frightened, Ethel pleaded with Ricky to stop. As he continued to assault her, Ethel then turned to Lucy and said, "Please tell him to get off me."  Lucy, who despised Ethel, simply stood by and told Ricky, "Do it, honey . . . do it."  Ricky raped Ethel repeatedly and afterward threatened to kill her if she told anyone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because I'm sure you're all dying to know what happened . . . Lucy should be found guilty on a charge of raping Ethel because, with the intent to have Ethel raped, she shouted encouragement to Ricky.&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/2213183706086236055-5300013724251878705?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/5300013724251878705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=5300013724251878705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/5300013724251878705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/5300013724251878705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/07/maybe-im-just-losing-it-from-doing-too.html' title='maybe i&apos;m just losing it from doing too many pmbr questions'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2213183706086236055.post-2754610303559307359</id><published>2008-06-30T11:40:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T13:29:03.196-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i hate the bar exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old school'/><title type='text'>tv theme song trivia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After spending at least half an hour last night looking up old TV show opening credits on YouTube with Briton, I thought maybe a litle TV theme song trivia was in order (anything to put off doing this MPT a little longer, although in my defense, I'm already done watching class for the day and if I had actually gone to school, I'd still have another half an hour, so I'm ACTUALLY ahead of schedule.  Ignore the fact that I should have done the MPT yesterday before watching the DVD instead of fast forwarding through the MPT review.  Shut up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more fun if you don't Google - mostly childhood favorites in here, but I threw in a couple of modern ones just to keep you on your toes!  Post your guesses in the comments :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Maybe the world is blind or just a little unkind, don't know. Seems you can't be sure of anything anymore. Although, you may be lonely and then one day you're smiling again.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Punky Brewster&lt;/span&gt; - Briton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Don't know about the future, that's anybody's guess.  Ain't no good reason for getting all depressed.&lt;/strike&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blossom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Bonnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Show me that smile again, don't waste another minute on your crying. We're nowhere near the end, the best is ready to begin!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;b&gt; Growing Pains&lt;/b&gt; - Becky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;They’re the world’s most fearsome fighting teens (we're really hip!)&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles&lt;/b&gt; -  Becky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Clouds as mean as you've ever seen and a bird who knows your tune. Then a little voice inside you whispers, "Kid, don't sell your dreams so soon!"&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Full House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (first season theme song) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Briton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Rain and thunder, wind and haze, I'm bound for better days!  It's my life, my dream, nothing's gonna stop me now!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perfect Strangers&lt;/span&gt; - Scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;So long ago, another life, I can feel your heartbeat.  It's not a dream, remember us?  I can see it in your eyes. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The 4400&lt;/span&gt; - Pat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Better watch out for those man-eating jackrabbits and that killer cacti&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey Dude - &lt;/span&gt;Pat (and Scott too, but Pat beat him by ten minuetes!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;There's a path you take and a path not taken, the choice is up to you my friend.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who's the Boss?&lt;/b&gt; - Becky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;She had style! She had flair!  She was there!&lt;/strike&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Nanny&lt;/b&gt; - Becky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Whenever my life gets me so down, I know I can go down to where the music and the fun never ends!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Roundhouse&lt;/b&gt; - Scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Your friends will be there when your back is to the wall. You'll find you need us when there's no one else to call.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;21 Jump Street&lt;/b&gt; - Christy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Seems like you're always stuck in second gear when it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year!&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friends&lt;/b&gt; - Becky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;We run, we jump, we swim and play. We row and go on trips. But the things that last forever are our dear friendships.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Salute Your Shorts&lt;/b&gt; - Becky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Where are those good old fashioned values on which we used to rely?&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family Guy&lt;/b&gt; - Becky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2213183706086236055-2754610303559307359?l=kerrold.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/feeds/2754610303559307359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2213183706086236055&amp;postID=2754610303559307359' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2754610303559307359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2213183706086236055/posts/default/2754610303559307359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerrold.blogspot.com/2008/06/tv-theme-song-trivia.html' title='tv theme song trivia'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02355078233962529729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mnuj411acKE/TMjg2ZnqrSI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oIV736VNAbw/S220/Capture.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry></feed>
