tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65162090212240700702024-03-13T05:59:23.238-07:00Nina On EverythingNiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.comBlogger108125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-92092320974437709432016-05-12T08:17:00.001-07:002016-05-12T10:02:14.707-07:00Oh Yes, She made Lemonade<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Beyonce's Lemonade is the best thing she has ever made. I honestly feel too emotionally connected to this album to even write anything interesting about it, this is just going to be straight up gushing, but that's fine. Sometimes that's all that is appropriate.<br />
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Awe is the word I keep going back to. Listening to Lemonade, I've held my mouth agape fish style, shed tears, rocked out, and felt my heart swell to capacity. I've even been pushed to keep going through a mini hard time just by repeating her mantra, "Ima keep runnin, cause a winner don't quite on themselves."<br />
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Beyonce is the queen. Everyone knows that. She has always been on a high pedestal, blowing kisses down to her followers. On this album, she brings that pedestal crashing to the ground on her own terms. She is standing right in front of you, heartbroken, defiant, honest, and more beautiful than ever.<br />
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If that wasn't enough, this is also the best she has ever sounded. Her polish and pose are still as evident as ever, but what is on display here is her heart, and she is singing it out, with some of the most soaring, and gritty vocals we've ever heard from her. Each song is brilliant on it's own. Beyonce is genre bending more than ever before. She and her mighty collaborators, Jack White, The Weeknd, Kendrick Lamar, Big Freedia, etc., are bringing together pop, rock, funk, and even country in new exciting ways. It's almost impossible to stop listening.<br />
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The visual album is a magical mystery tour into the soul of Beyonce, the soul of the south, and the soul of the black female experience. She will have you knowing by the end she is indeed no ordinary woman, that we are indeed no ordinary women. One of the most powerful lines on the album comes in the collaboration with Jack White, "Don't hurt Yourself." when she utters "if you love me, you love yourself. Love god herself."<br />
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This album is nothing short of a masterpiece. I would say her masterpiece, but I know she has so much more slaying to do. Slay on slayer.<br />
<br />NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-73620476125858862472016-03-11T13:23:00.000-08:002016-03-11T13:23:07.508-08:00GreifMoving forward through this thing that has consumed you.<br />
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You have to keep stopping<br />
to look around and see where you are<br />
inside this beast, fuck, you're injured.<br />
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Unfamiliar territory,<br />
where are the normal markers etched in stone?<br />
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You have to do it yourself now, pick yourself up through the hurt and just go.<br />
It's foggy and dark but you just keep going.<br />
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You know there is something different coming if you just keep going, so you do.NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-25401797109317642332015-11-20T09:03:00.001-08:002015-11-20T09:03:57.880-08:00Adele<blockquote class="twitter-tweet" lang="en">
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Adele is the chocolate cake of music. Velvety and rich, emotionally and vocally decedent, best enjoyed if you don't think about it too much.</div>
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<script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//platform.twitter.com/widgets.js"></script>NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-33319968790615303432015-11-06T11:27:00.002-08:002015-11-06T11:27:34.753-08:00Rest in Peace National Geographic In September, news began circulating that Rupert Murdoch had bought National Geographic. This immediately disturbed me. To me, Rupert Murdoch is a poison that National Geographic was forced to drink to stay alive. The magazine has long been a staple in my family, and it was the face of American environmentalism to me growing up. I naively thought that we would be able to count on them for reasoned factual information about the natural world around us for generations to come. Now after only two months in Murdoch's hands, it seems <a href="http://www.ifyouonlynews.com/science/rupert-murdoch-turns-national-geographic-into-fox-news-lays-off-fact-checkers/">those days are in the past.</a><br />
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You see, National Geographic meant something to me. My grandmother got one every month and never once threw one away. The stacked yellow spines loomed in great towering heaps on the table behind her favorite chair in the living room. To me they represented something very important about my grandmother and her values. They represented a love of nature and a view of the world much more expansive than the fields of the small farm she lived on. National Geographic was her window into that great world outside. As I've grown up I've come to realize that love of nature and thirst for knowledge were my Grandmother's gifts to me, and that the endless pile of National Geographics just one way of communicating that.<br />
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This all may be a lot to hang on an institution, but in my mind it was one of those last shining beacons of the kind that seem to fade out faster as the years pass. I am hoping for a future that includes children and grandparents alike continuing to be inspired by our beautiful world. Sadly they have to look to a different beacon, because National Geographic's has just gone out. RIP.NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-40732384170812725432015-09-03T13:56:00.000-07:002015-09-03T13:56:13.034-07:00Life Choices<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Is this real life?<br />
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Ouroborosing.<br />
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Go create.NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-65548148281399034592014-12-22T08:08:00.000-08:002014-12-22T08:34:24.542-08:002014 Mix-Tape / Best Albums<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Happy end of 2014! It's been a great year musically, and I have stayed as obsessed as ever. As always, in 2014 I couldn't stand the thought that I was missing out on some amazing sound that I had yet to hear. While I did consume a huge amount of music this year, it's pretty clear there's thousands of albums I didn't listen to. So if I missed something important, don't hate, educate. I am always on the search for the latest and greatest.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This year I wanted to make a mix that says something about me, about 2014, and mostly about the great songs that got me through the year. I think I succeeded.</span></div>
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<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Protomartyr - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FK44hviu5qo">Maidenhead</a> </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ex Hex - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ZVn1UrCvjc">Don't Wanna Lose</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Tove Lo - Over</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Run The Jewels - Close Your Eyes (And Count To Fuck) <a href="http://www.runthejewels.net/">(Website)</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Bleachers - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HgQCLh9lQ1Y">You're Still a Mystery</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Future Island - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d5gUsnJX2oA">A Dream of You and Me</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Kelis - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lgn1ge26OjM">Breakfast</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Against Me! - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pUQGJaIRguo">True Trans Soul Rebel</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Mac DeMarco - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9eZjEV0Xdak">Brother</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sia - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LoP70OO1pG0">Hostage</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Mz. 007 - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q8Wb5GO7_SE">Important</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The War On Drugs - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lEdwRRK-Hy4">Burning</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Foster The People - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MBqzrj18S2w">Coming of Age</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The Preachers - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M8XmoroZ3zo">Is This How You Feel?</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Kendrick Lamar - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8aShfolR6w8">i</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Empires - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D1dLU2ARuxI">How Good Does It Feel</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">La Roux - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pnCLiNDx1qU">Uptight Downtown</a></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Betty Who - <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KzUz0sfxcMo">Heartbreak Dream</a></span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">You might notice a slight penchant for well constructed pop songs, great melodies, and meaningful lyrics. That's just my thing. I went ahead and added links to the videos or songs where I could. Most of these come from my favorite albums of the year. Really my most favorites are the 2014 releases from Ex Hex, Bleachers, Protomartyr, Run The Jewels, The Preachers, La Roux, Betty Who, Kelis, Sia, Ty Segall, and Against Me!. Honorable mentions to Temples, Allah-Las, and Alt J who put out a great album this year that didn't make it on to the list.</span></div>
NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-84505665637487032772014-10-14T13:46:00.003-07:002015-09-02T13:27:43.027-07:00The Gender Politics of Stupid ThingsEven when it comes to things as mundane as cosmetic procedures and clothes, gender politics are at play. There has always been a double standard of the equality of the sexes ingrained in our culture, and woman sadly are generally portrayed as the less than sex.<br />
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When men adopt something that women have already been doing for years, they always have to change the name of the activity.<br />
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Manscaping, Bro-tox, <a href="http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/01/41/88/0141880fc97d7103e8de76f52c3f373d.jpg">manzeirs</a>... And god forbid you ever compliment a man wearing a kilt on his lovely plaid skirt. (Ok, men in kilts have been around for quite a long time, but who can resist a good kilt joke?)<br />
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In WWI when women started donning their husband's trousers to perform heavy labor, we didn't start calling pants she-pants. ("Pass me my fe-knickers before my knees get cold!") Because pants, much like braziers, don't need to subscribe to a gender. And that's fine. Men, it's ok, just get secure with your Botox, and bra wearing. I'm secure enough in my womanhood to not worry you'll think I'm a man because I am using two tubes of fabric to cover my legs instead of one. And if you did think I was a man, I wouldn't care, because there is no inherent value in gender.<br />
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<br />NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-32346407379241685872014-06-23T13:01:00.000-07:002014-10-14T14:17:31.008-07:00The Kitchen (Or how I finally got to have an amazing design dream from my head manifest in real life... with a lot of help)The dreaded kitchen remodel. No one makes it out unscathed. Weeks of eating out on the cheapest food you can find, days without water, and having to make constant on-the-fly important decisions ends up being a cocktail that leaves you with at least a bad hangover. Once the fog clears though, you realize it's actually real and done, and you can start to live in the dream you had in your head to begin with. (Special thanks to my In-Laws, without whom this magical stuff would have never happened.)<br />
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This was taken our first day in the house, almost three years ago now. We pretty much have done two separate kitchen remodels at this point, considering how far the kitchen came in the first few weeks.<br />
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This plastic nook we took out on the first day along with the original light fixtures, which were cool but very impractical. Check out that wonderful old lady wallpaper...</div>
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Ahh the battle of the wallpaper. We were so glad to be rid of it. I think my sister-in-law now has a permanent hatred of all wallpaper due to the amount of scraping she did in this kitchen. That's her scraping away.</div>
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This is just where a chicken used to be on the pantry door. I like chickens.</div>
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So here we have the kitchen picked down to the bones. This is long before new windows and wall changes and all that insanity.<br />
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This is the first dedo of the kitchen complete on about the second week we owned the house. The new color was so calming we weren't mad at the wallpaper anymore.</div>
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After a few years in the house being people who love to cook, things about the tiny, weirdly laid-out kitchen really started getting to us, so we embarked on the big journey of a full makeover.</div>
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It all started with this hole. There was no way we could get a bigger fridge without removing the soffits around the top of the entire kitchen, and finding out that they were(mostly) hollow was a huge relief. My Father-In-Law hit the ground running at this point and didn't stop until an entirely new kitchen emerged. Seriously that man is a force of nature. </div>
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This is when things got real people. We took out a wall that blocked off one entire side out the house. This made such a huge difference in the layout of the kitchen and the whole flow of the house is now much better.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here you can see the whole cut for the new entry, and the old entry to the left.</td></tr>
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Then we closed off the small doorway that used to lead you past the basement stairs on the way to the kitchen.</div>
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Slowly, the pieces starting coming together. New counters and sink, new sparkling appliances, light fixture, cabinets, but there was still lots more to do.</div>
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The paint, floors, and the backsplash really gave life to whole look. </div>
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We added a wood bar area for sitting under the window.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The whole kitchen. (Taken from the new entryway.)</td></tr>
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Here you can see where the wall was opened up at the far end of the kitchen. We added some industrial stools to the bar area and accessorized with cute retro stuff, as one does.<br />
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As you can see this guy had seen better days. Little Kitchenaidy was a gift from my parents and after using him myself for years, he really needed some work done. The process was pretty much just removing all the pieces that you could, in fact remove, and taping off anything you didn't want to be super blue(or whatever color your choose). A can of Rustoleum from Home Depot later, and this littlebaby has a brand new life on our newly redone counter.<br />
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I can't believe how pretty he is now. It's such a great color and fits perfectly with the retro vibe of our house. The hubby Bear is pleased and I'm one happy wife.</div>
NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-60002058400051925292012-10-08T13:43:00.001-07:002015-09-02T13:43:45.250-07:00Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">When in doubt,
start writing. That’s what I always used to say, five seconds ago in my brain.
It’s true though, you do have to keep skills up even if it’s something </span><span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">you're</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> inherently good at. In fact it might just be like much more important if it’s
something </span><span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">you're</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> good at. Michael Jordan would have been robbing the world if
he had decided to never practice basketball. So it is with great humility, and
an understanding that I am clearly as talented as a </span><span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">worldwide</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> icon, that I
begin my quest to better myself… to how I used to be.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">When I was
twelve, I thought the universe was indeed very complex because I was a nerd,
but my portion of it was very small and sheltered. I thought I would have a
million chances in life, untold amounts of good fortune, and probably just like the
best life ever, that anybody ever had. I </span><span style="line-height: 18px;">didn't</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> actually realize that I was
already living the same life I would be 20 years down the line. Sure I own a
house now, I have a full time job, I might even be considered respectable. Well scratch that last one, but the point is </span><span style="line-height: 18px;">I've</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> been around, </span><span style="line-height: 18px;">I've</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> changed, and I </span><span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">don't</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> think that all of it has been for the better.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">I have</span></span><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"> been
battling bad habits my entire life. When I was three, my parents sent me to a
baby sitter who gave me a glass baby bottle to drink from. I </span><span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">don't</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> know why
someone gives a three year old a bottle, I must have been either very
convincing or very klutzy, probably the later. So I come home from the
babysitter with a bottle and I wanted to drink everything out of it. I remember
my parents being very angry that this person had given me a bottle, because my parents had never once given me a bottle. (F</span><span style="line-height: 115%;">or some natural living hippie reason I’m sure I will find out about when I become a parent.)<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">Their
solution to this problem was to hide the bottle from me, tell me that I “must
have lost it somewhere.” They decide that no matter how much I cried and
screamed that I knew they had been destroyed my precious, deny it to the bitter end. And I mean end, my father will still say he lost it, it to this day, but never could without twittering </span><span style="line-height: 18px;">maliciously</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> No issues formed there at all. I had the
last laugh though, later when I was that nerdy 12 year old, I bought a glass
bottle at a dollar store and drank everything out of it in my dad’s (clearly
the ring leader of the whole thing) face for like a week. No issues at all.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">But like I said, bad habits die hard around here. I have a few I need to </span><span style="line-height: 18.3999996185303px;">overcome</span><span style="line-height: 115%;">. I think I will use the same technique that worked for me when I stopped biting my nails and started obsessively recording all the names of the </span><span style="line-height: 18px;">meteorologists</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> that read the weather on the recorded DC area weather line I would call late at night and replace a bad habit with a much weirder but slightly less destructive one. I have yet to figure out what that thing is, but I am pretty confident the first step is getting window blinds in all the windows in my house. Yes, I will be that weird. I'm pretty sure that is what it will take this time.</span></span>NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-47668395088539257582011-07-18T14:34:00.000-07:002011-07-18T14:47:47.561-07:00Bedroom Inspiration<div style="text-align: justify;">It's been awhile. I'm an old married lady now, and as such fill my days with frivolity such as room design. Actually working full time, and working on your new house in whatever free hours you have just makes you long for such things. I'm a busy little bee, who sometimes feels like she's losing her honey lately. (Honey is clearly a metaphor here for sanity. Have you ever seen a bee lose their honey? They pretty much freak their shit.)</div><div><br /></div><div>So I wanted to share with you, world, the room design inspiration for my homey home.</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfEQSo1LrE3nR9ah-Qugzx14lH3OV6qR5sLoR7nSu5jyNLEzLjsTnP7AjIm8ReNNsArEg9OWrbmb_l2_CwDfhZG3Ev_5iBiBw_QszQ_qABRpfIrCGqZEOjgpBApLclsChBTa198WkXSfA/s400/behr-2010-dark-glamour.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 329px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630810480573201986" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Dark glamour indeed. You can get busy in that room like it's a mofoin Burger King bathroom... or not. That's really up to you. It actually reminds me of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Naked_Lunch_(film)">Naked Lunch</a>, but much less insane. I want to live in there. So far the walls are painted. Finding curtains even close to those is proving challenging. The bedding should be easy and accessories are always fun so no problem there. I want to add something mirrored like the dresser there, and that ceiling is goign to have to translate to something else because I am not up to receilingafication at the moment. What do you think?</div>NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-61058229564375001792011-02-04T10:51:00.000-08:002015-11-06T13:37:38.236-08:00OMG It's Shoe Time!<div>
Hello hello! Wedding shoes are hard to find! My first round of looking lead me to many overpriced websites. After adding the word "cheap" to the front of my Google search, I started getting somewhere. I need a lower heel because, well, I like to walk and move, also I'm pretty tall, so I don't want to be towering over everyone, and my dress is just long enough with no shoes at all. Here are some ideas I am flirting with. (I like to use the word flirting when talking about things I am deciding between, it makes it sound sexy and not daunting.)</div>
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As always, comments are much appreciate.</div>
NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-79793792615279994212011-02-02T14:41:00.001-08:002011-02-02T14:41:12.274-08:00Snow Day!<p><a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-dfiJPiyN1c/TUndKt-eggI/AAAAAAAAI2k/Xvucj_N_deA/2011-02-02%2009.25.19.jpg'><img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-dfiJPiyN1c/TUndKt-eggI/AAAAAAAAI2k/Xvucj_N_deA/s400/2011-02-02%2009.25.19.jpg' /></a></p><p><a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-dfiJPiyN1c/TUndQaHK_KI/AAAAAAAAI2o/xr2WpmHsqmg/2011-02-02%2009.43.03.jpg'><img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-dfiJPiyN1c/TUndQaHK_KI/AAAAAAAAI2o/xr2WpmHsqmg/s400/2011-02-02%2009.43.03.jpg' /></a></p><p><a href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-dfiJPiyN1c/TUndTWncXEI/AAAAAAAAI2w/p6DCoZqOqQ8/2011-02-02%2009.27.38.jpg'><img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-dfiJPiyN1c/TUndTWncXEI/AAAAAAAAI2w/p6DCoZqOqQ8/s400/2011-02-02%2009.27.38.jpg' /></a></p><p><a href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-dfiJPiyN1c/TUndYEjZsbI/AAAAAAAAI20/88hXJqqPmCw/2011-02-02%2009.27.00.jpg'><img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_-dfiJPiyN1c/TUndYEjZsbI/AAAAAAAAI20/88hXJqqPmCw/s400/2011-02-02%2009.27.00.jpg' /></a></p><p><a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-dfiJPiyN1c/TUndhEPIEgI/AAAAAAAAI24/RuqD3npmscU/1296686114105.jpg'><img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-dfiJPiyN1c/TUndhEPIEgI/AAAAAAAAI24/RuqD3npmscU/s400/1296686114105.jpg' /></a></p>Views from the window, and current first person point of view.<div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'>Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.6</div>NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-10029132316257872182011-01-31T09:19:00.000-08:002015-11-06T13:37:56.554-08:00And Now On To The Hair<div style="text-align: justify;">
Hi everybody! (Hi Dr. Nick!) It's been awhile, I know. It always is isn't it? These fleeting moments we share must be treasured dear reader, for it is in them that we find connection with one another. And for today's connection, I invite you to join me on my search to find perfect wedding hair.</div>
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I like the romantic feel of it, and want to do something dramatic with my hair. Here are some ideas I am flirting with.</div>
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Planning a wedding sucks, and not in the implied intercourse tween-porn way either. I mean it's probably super fun for fancy ladies with rich Fiancées from France who drink Perrier and laugh at us unwashed masses yearning to have a modest but exciting wedding of our very own, but I'm really not sure who else.</div>
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NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-34405981366128074132010-05-24T06:21:00.000-07:002010-05-24T07:39:04.503-07:00I Once Was Lost<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsjXNNK5EPZzG8Es-CiWw7Gb2_PQSfREoMbeTBb4UcKyQ9qf6mh_A-QXyQ4usjdGCyw4vsGMPodAzF4HH6qqVewHaBS44vzvb6RpPgnjSP-_tXiywYVLMZfa0Fu4ki07iaIoWRus4T8AE/s1600/finale2-articleInline.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsjXNNK5EPZzG8Es-CiWw7Gb2_PQSfREoMbeTBb4UcKyQ9qf6mh_A-QXyQ4usjdGCyw4vsGMPodAzF4HH6qqVewHaBS44vzvb6RpPgnjSP-_tXiywYVLMZfa0Fu4ki07iaIoWRus4T8AE/s200/finale2-articleInline.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474845477884566402" /></a><br />Lost made me want to change my life. It made me miss and value my friends and family and people I have lost myself more than I can even put into words. It's the next morning, and here I am sitting at work with tears streaming down my face as I try to reflect on what I supposed was just a TV show, but really, a thing of beauty, a piece of art to be interpreted by every soul differently. <div><br /></div><div>The entire series was an adventure and an epic journey, and the finale did not disappointed in terms of wrapping up the story of saving the island. Sure there were unanswered questions, but there was a mythology to the island that only a little bit of mystery can keep alive. We learned this from watching a show for 6 years where not knowing was often times more fun than knowing. </div><div><br /></div><div>In fact, knowing is painful. It can be hard to "remember" and to "let go." Hell, it's hard to remember and let go of your favorite show. The finale was a realization of the feeling of being one you experience as part of humanity, of being interconnected with everyone. I saw it, I felt it, and I am indeed having trouble letting go. Being freed is a beautiful experience, but inherently someone gets left behind. We are all Ben, still left with things to deal with, watching our friends move on to pure light and love. What could be more beautifully heartbreaking?</div><div><br /></div><div>The end was a chorus of Amazing Grace. Once Lost, we're now found, and for some people, that may not mean much. To me, it meant everything.</div>NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-58388748939635074502010-04-14T09:30:00.000-07:002010-04-14T11:22:36.735-07:00The Pudding Song - This Is How We Do It<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6CsNBk2SROfH6kR-0pcDFLAJHxdeoFJvRZjUY61oCRvEx-ddSHrzmi_BioSYi4rs3EWY4onmEXGAXFcYQ0OFyRZORCMAsKUrq61fg5lvWjIo09kLrYAIHHNMbU25AoV_KJHMczLdkagI/s1600/jello_pudding.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 161px; height: 117px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6CsNBk2SROfH6kR-0pcDFLAJHxdeoFJvRZjUY61oCRvEx-ddSHrzmi_BioSYi4rs3EWY4onmEXGAXFcYQ0OFyRZORCMAsKUrq61fg5lvWjIo09kLrYAIHHNMbU25AoV_KJHMczLdkagI/s400/jello_pudding.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460035470958961474" /></a>Hi Everybody! Long time no ethereally communicate through cyber space. It's been super busy in Nina Land lately, but I wanted to share with you a little ditty I came up with while making pudding for the Bear with the pulled tooth. It's to the tune of Montell Jordan's "This Is How We Do It." Mostly because I have a tendency to randomly yell "THIS IS HOW WE DOOO IIIT," while cooking. In the event that I can't get this out of my head for several days, be prepared for a performance!<div><br /></div><div>You don't have to chew it!</div><div>(You don't have to chew it)</div><div>Shalalalalayeeah!</div><div><br /></div><div>You don't have to chew it,</div><div>it's pudding night,</div><div>and some chocolate's right.</div><div>The pudding's here, it's the best kind.</div><div><br /></div><div>So I reach for my box and then I mix it up,</div><div>Masticated pudding is the key to my truck.</div><div>Pudding's good so don't hate it.</div><div>It's creamy and it's thick cause you know this shorty made it.</div><div><br /></div><div>It's tastes so good in my hood tonight.</div><div>So fill up your cup, lift your spoon up,</div><div>and let me hear Bill Cosby say...</div><div><br /></div><div>Got a sugar buzz and it's all because,</div><div>(You don't have to chew it!)</div><div>I scarfed that pudding like nobody does!</div><div>(You don't have to chew it!)</div><div>To all my neighbors bright different flavors,</div><div>(You don't have to chew it!)</div><div>let's flip the snack,</div><div>bright the old school back.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-82631195639498457022010-03-02T11:20:00.001-08:002010-03-02T11:30:50.492-08:00Sour Apple Can Suck It<div>Hey. I liked lime. What was so wrong with it? I don't understand why green gets picked as the candy color to fuck with. As a child, I loved riding to the bank with my dad, and if the teller was nice, she would ask me what color lollipop I wanted. The answered was always the same: "Green please!" And it was lime, people, lime. Not Sour freaking Apple! Dear God I hate sour apple candy. You can be making your was through a bag of gummy bears and BANG get attacked with a blast of green citric acid bile from no where! Then, gagging, you look at the front of the package only to see: "NEW FLAVOR INSIDE!" Now that seems like an exciting prospect right? And normally would be, if the new flavor wasn't a horrible Frankenstein-like creation based, I can only assume, on what a green apple actually taste like. Oh and did we forget to mention, we got rid of one of the best flavors ever so we can steal the color green? Green like Frankenstein!? Eh? EH? I'm clearly on to something.</div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div>You remember sweet sweet lime don't you guys? It was that delicious citrus flavor that went so swimmingly with high fructose corn syrup in all it's sweet refined sugary forms. Gummy Bears, Mike and Ikes, Skittles, Lolly Pops, and Starbursts, which I actually don't really eat anymore due to my own self-imposed food nazi-ism, are all delicious in lime. Now lets pretend for the sake of science that I still devour these tasty sweets with the tenacity of a hyper-active 12 year old with ADD. That way my outrage is more justified, and less crazy.</div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div>The little citrus bite of lime just isn't good enough anymore, is it? I guess I've seen this coming for a long time. Sour apple gets to be the cool flavor while lime is left on the sidelines. And who exactly decided that lime was now out, and that sour apple is hip, young, and EXTREME? I don't remember them asking me, and I don't see how every fifth Life Saver tasting like appletini-flavored-battery-acid makes them better! And shame on Life Saver for hoping aboard the sour apple bile-train in the first place. Aren't they supposed to be protectors of the classic flavor code we all know and love?</div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div>Red is cherry and green is lime people! This has been ingrained in us since the dawn of man! Cavemen would eat red-cherry grubs and green-lime beetles. A tasty snack for the whole cave. Old as time people! We can't turn our backs on our traditional values now. Not at this pivotal moment in history. It's time to tell the sour apple mafia that their reign of terror is over. [Repost from original Nina blog]</div>NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-1417409415174507542010-02-02T13:54:00.000-08:002010-02-02T14:12:11.218-08:00Unpalatable, Uncontrollable Lady Gaga<div>Lady Gaga and I started out as a bad romance, it's true. I underestimated her, made fun of her, and may have even labeled her as gimmicky. I was a monster. That was a very short lived portion of our times together though. I wised up pretty fast to the fact that she's smart, bizarre, and just plain amazingly talented. I have been riding that disco stick ever since.<div><br /></div><div>This past week, the Times of London [Via Jezebel] put into words one reason that I like this lady so much, aside from the fact that I am addicted to her insanely catchy songs of course.</div><div><br /></div><div>Queue Caitlin Moran of the Times:</div><div><br /></div><div><blockquote></blockquote><div></div><div></div><blockquote><div>Do you know why I love Lady Gaga?</div><div><br /></div><div>…It's because in the 21st century what women need - second only to some watertight equal-pay legislation and, possibly, slightly wider parking spaces - is other women who are involved in popular culture but don't give a toss what anyone else thinks of them. I don't mean the faux-attitude of, say, the Pussycat Dolls or Fearne Cotton, who manifestly do care what people think, what with their carefully shot publicity material, alluring, non-scary outfits and auras of constantly available, non-threatening, mainstream sexuality. These women are little more liberated than cigarette girls in 1950s nightclubs.</div><div><br /></div><div>No. I mean women who are right out there, doing what the hell they want, and who would clearly greet any attempt to criticise their appearance or attitude with wildly disbelieving laughter. Women who are unafraid to express aspects of themselves that seem alarming, unpalatable, uncontrollable or just plain horsescaringly bizarre. We need more rolemodels such as this. After all, it's hard to oppress a generation of women who, under the influences of their new heroes, are intent on dressing like hermaphrodite robots with fireworks coming out of their breasts.</div></blockquote><div></div><div><br /></div><div>Ahhh yes, the future looks bright. 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I decided to go with a top 20. Ten was not a sufficient number of movies to encapsulate an entire decade. I even had a squeeze a few movie in together to get to a top 20. I think those movies organically go together though, so I am pretty happy with my list. Emphasis on the fact that this is MY list by the way. I am not trying to say that these are necessarily the best movies made in the first decade of the 2000's. These are simply the movies that resonated with me the most. What was my number one you ask? Well I just look Up! What tops your list as best movies of the aughts? </div>
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<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pan's_Labyrinth">Pan's Labyrinth</a> - Guillermo <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">del</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Toro</span> brings the magic so real you can almost touch it and mixes it together with a dark war story adding weight and realism to the fantastical.</div>
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<a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0265666/">The Royal <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Tenenbaums</span></a> - Has there ever been a movie with more perfect comedic timing that Wes Anderson's Royal <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Tenenbaums</span>? I enjoy the light in the movie much more than the dark, but it's paced so well you can't look away.</div>
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<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Darjeeling_Limited">The Darjeeling Limited</a> - Not as much of a fan favorite as The Royal <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Tenenbaums</span>, but struck a chord with me on a very personal level. The search for spirituality is true to the hearts of many, and the cinematography is a love letter to the majesty of India, somewhere I have always wanted to travel.</div>
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<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eternal_Sunshine_of_the_Spotless_Mind">Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind</a> - Containing my favorite role for not only Jim <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Carrey</span> but also Kate <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Winslet</span> (They always give her such stogy roles!). Joel and Clementine explores the cracks in our minds and relationships and perhaps come to a better understanding of just who We are.</div>
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<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ghost_Town_(film)">Ghost Town</a> - I have only watched this movie once, and it demands more viewing. From just one watch it was easy to mark this one of the decade's best in Romantic Comedy, but it offers so much more. Honestly this pick is about my love of Ricky <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Gervais</span> more than anything else, this movie might have gotten bumped for Children of Men if it wasn't for him.</div>
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<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hedwig_and_the_Angry_Inch_(film)">Hedwig and the Angry Inch</a>/ <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shortbus">Short Bus</a> - John Cameron Mitchell is one of my heroes. A Fearless film maker, whose films could easily fill two separate spots. The thing that sticks with me the most about this movies is the sense that one must carve out their own family in life to find true happiness. And orgasms don't hurt either.</div>
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<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Lord_of_the_Rings_film_trilogy">The Lord of the Rings Trilogy</a> - Grossly misrepresented in end of the decade lists, Peter Jackson did us nerdly Tolkien fans proud in my opinion. He proved that it was possibly to adapt something of enormous scale to film and one-upped the entire industry. For me it was Ian <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">McKellens</span> masterful work as <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Gandalf</span> that set the tone of the films and gave them the depth and heart that kept them true to the text.</div>
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<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Smiley_Face_(film)">Smiley Face</a>/<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pineapple_Express_(film)">Pineapple Express</a> - Insanely enjoyable films that also could have each had their own place on the list. I could watch them both on repeat. They get grouped together here because they are my pick for the classic <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">stoner</span> movies of the decade. One for girls (mostly in that is stars a girl finally), one for boys (in that is it sort of a mash up of an action movie and a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">stoner</span> movie), both to be enjoyed by either gender. Watch them, see if I'm wrong!</div>
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<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Up_(2009_film)">Up</a> - Oh Up. I've loved other <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Pixar</span> movies before... but no one has taken my heart and ran with it until I met you. I am honestly getting choked up right now just thinking about the damn movie. Happens every time!</div>
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<a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0146882/quotes">High Fidelity</a> - Seeing that this movie was made in 2000 made the decade seem very long. It seems like I have been watching this movie forever, every time it's on. I don't see that stopping any time soon. It still inspires me, every time I make a list.</div>
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<a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0245574/">Y Tu <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Mamá</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">También</span></a> - I am always a sucker for a road movie, especially one featuring copious amounts of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">sexventure</span>. This spicy little number also represents the fact that I was more interested in foreign films this decade, or at least better educated about them.</div>
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<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spirited_Away">Spirited Away</a> - <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">Miyazaki</span> is a modern master to the world of art. His hand drawn animation is hypnotic and breathtakingly beautiful as it chronicles the adventures of a young girl through the land of ghosts. So much more than a simple coming of age film.</div>
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<a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1228705/">Iron Man</a> - This movie rules the land of kick-ass super hero movies that ruled the land of movies in general in the aughts. The acting is phenomenal, the pacing and plot are tight as a thriller, and it certainly doesn't come up short on the BOOM factor either. I don't think anyone could possibly have been disappointed by this film. It made Iron Man an even cooler comic book character, not something you can say for most super hero movies this decade.</div>
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NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-32822532152619451352009-12-11T10:50:00.000-08:002009-12-11T10:55:58.424-08:00Going Rogue vs. Sanitation<div>Ever wonder what happened to all those copies of Sarah Palin's new book after it's peak on the best sellers list? Well now we know...</div><div><br /></div><div><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FLQrJ5yYuao&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FLQrJ5yYuao&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div><div>(Via Jezebel)</div>NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6516209021224070070.post-47165429880691162162009-12-03T20:49:00.001-08:002009-12-03T20:50:28.958-08:00Lolcat Samus<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3xuIdEz6XAGewYUtbOc2mWXaK099PQg3TsNKnty6PMnDFeKo4tlmVWMTFy7cU-ScZDiFNAlYmRyxXCS3UsRlVPxDEHF1YnV4EszqxURrr4bQjITSbb6E3zJ08bnmo4CwFzh24h6oMcPY/s1600-h/DSC01766.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3xuIdEz6XAGewYUtbOc2mWXaK099PQg3TsNKnty6PMnDFeKo4tlmVWMTFy7cU-ScZDiFNAlYmRyxXCS3UsRlVPxDEHF1YnV4EszqxURrr4bQjITSbb6E3zJ08bnmo4CwFzh24h6oMcPY/s400/DSC01766.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411238851204373218" /></a>NiNa*http://www.blogger.com/profile/05389573234700489071noreply@blogger.com3