<?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-7792390</id><updated>2012-01-29T14:47:28.089-07:00</updated><category term='Half Nekkid Thursday'/><category term='Not-So-Funny Story'/><category term='Crippled'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='Today in History'/><category term='Favorite'/><category term='Remember this one'/><category term='Dear Wirthy'/><category term='Drunk'/><category term='movies'/><category term='News'/><category term='Funny Picture'/><title type='text'>Wirthy.com - Drunk And Crippled Is No Way To go Through Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Drunk and crippled is no way to go through life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wirthy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792390/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wirthy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792390/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Wirthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00122027654505237611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R4EzX_wD4KI/AAAAAAAAAGE/13rSbXUHNws/S220/profile+photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1010</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792390.post-3873247161158281055</id><published>2009-09-16T19:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T20:05:02.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Into every life comes a little pussy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/SqnOF1O_S4I/AAAAAAAAA18/I-J2Vnb6Jr0/s1600-h/wirthy+with+cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/SqnOF1O_S4I/AAAAAAAAA18/I-J2Vnb6Jr0/s400/wirthy+with+cat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380057829455383426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The day has finally come--a day that was five years in the making.  Girlfriend has officially moved in with me--along with her cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not a cat-person; I'm not even pet-person.  Come to think of it, I'm not much of a people-person, plant-person or unicellular-life-form-person.  I don't want my furniture covered with hair or bowls of tuna-flavored mush on my kitchen floor; and if anyone is going to shit in a sand-filled box in my bathroom it's going to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I made a deal with Girlfriend: if one of her two cats died, she could bring over the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Girlfriend has essentially been living with me for several months, but she kept her nearby apartment solely for her cats (those felines enjoyed a spacious one-bedroom, one-bath with attached garage).  While it may have been a waste of rent money, it was a small price to pay for my sanity.  That sanity saw its final day last week, when one of the cats passed away, and in moved the surviving cat, Maxie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far it's not as bad as I feared, although there is a bowl of food on my kitchen floor and a box of sandy cat shit in my bathroom.  I visit PetSmart often and continuously browse the internet for the latest, greatest pet hair magnet, sweeper or vacuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maxie and I have a love-hate relationship: she hates me and I love that.  She seems to be afraid of me and runs out the room whenever I enter, not unlike Girlfriend did when we began dating.  So now I have a pet, for better of for worse.  To be continued ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I also say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marriage is the #1 cause of divorce&lt;/span&gt;, but that's a different topic for a different day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people take for granted the ability to urinate when the urge presents itself;  But for us crippled people, it's not always that easy in certain situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I would attend a concert by Motley Crue, Cinderella or whatever band kids are into these days, I would cautiously guzzle beer, knowing that the inevitable was coming:  having to take a leak.   I would look over the crowded venue, spotting the bathrooms a long, treacherous journey away.  And like a crippled running back, plowing through a defensive line, I would fight my way through the crowd.  After making it to the bathroom -- hopefully unscathed -- and relieving myself, I would make the same trip back to my seat, only to have to do it all over again 20 minutes later (they say you don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buy &lt;/span&gt;beer; you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rent &lt;/span&gt;it).  If the concert was past half over, I would just announce to my friends that I would not be returning and would meet them at the car.  The same rule applies at sporting events:  if I had to "go" early in the 4th quarter of a Suns game, I'd watch the remainder of the game from a TV in the hallway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have cursed God in the past:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You took my legs; couldn't you have at least given me a super bladder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R_kLja4jHBI/AAAAAAAAAgk/iejK04WMjLk/s1600-h/mobility+scooter+drink+holder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R_kLja4jHBI/AAAAAAAAAgk/iejK04WMjLk/s400/mobility+scooter+drink+holder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186189149033667602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However all that changed in April 2007 when I dropped $500 on a used mobility scooter (and $1.99 for the attachable beer holder).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to college, my parents got me one of them but  I refused to ride it because only the elderly and morbidly obese women shopping at Wal-mart used them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I am older and, while I'm not wiser, I hate people more and care less how they look at me.  So last year, before a trip to Las Vegas, I bought a slightly banged up Go-Go mobility scooter.  It was the best $500 I ever spent (not counting money spent at a strip club, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scooter conveniently breaks down into four insanely heavy pieces and fits nicely into my trunk.  I attached a beverage holder on the handlebars so I could adhere to the same rules I follow in my car:  keep both hands on the wheel, when drinking and driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week my scooter and I attended a Bret Michaels concert at an outdoor venue.  I drank one Michelob Ultra after another, completely unconcerned over how many times I'd have to visit the porta-potties (They even have handicap-accessible ones I can drive my scooter inside; but I just parked outside.)  When Bret announced "here's a song from my new album," I turned the key on, cranked the speed up to "Rabbit" (it has "Rabbit" or "Turtle") and began tearing through the crowd at 4.25 mph.   People either moved out of my way or their toes paid the price.  I was back at the show before the opening chords to Talk Dirty To Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being able to pee when you gotta pee ... priceless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Browsing this 1982 Sears catalog brought me back to a different time, a simpler time.  A time when $15.99 got you a really neat digital watch.  A time when a 25" console TV was the cornerstone of any good home theater.  And and a time when Sears carried every conceivable product known to man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R-xfla4jGzI/AAAAAAAAAds/dtYh8kXvfyU/s1600-h/1982+sears+video+camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R-xfla4jGzI/AAAAAAAAAds/dtYh8kXvfyU/s400/1982+sears+video+camera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182622367672900402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For only $2,200 you could buy a video camera and make movies like a pro.  For convenient playback you also got a VCR strapped to your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if portability is your thing, for only 80 bucks you could buy a Mini Stereo and listen to your favorite AM and FM broadcasts, and your Asia and Foreigner tapes on the go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R-xfuq4jG0I/AAAAAAAAAd0/1EpGzi4Hc1c/s1600-h/1982+sears+walkman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R-xfuq4jG0I/AAAAAAAAAd0/1EpGzi4Hc1c/s400/1982+sears+walkman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182622526586690370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing says &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm a dork, please kick my ass &lt;/span&gt;like listening to your AM radio watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R-xhCa4jG5I/AAAAAAAAAec/7EA-45P7-TM/s1600-h/1982+watch+radio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R-xhCa4jG5I/AAAAAAAAAec/7EA-45P7-TM/s400/1982+watch+radio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182623965400734610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Sears used to carry a full line of sleepwear for Amish women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R-xf5q4jG1I/AAAAAAAAAd8/ODbP0tPntRU/s1600-h/1982+conservative+pajamas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R-xf5q4jG1I/AAAAAAAAAd8/ODbP0tPntRU/s400/1982+conservative+pajamas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182622715565251410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can barely remember 1982, but I definitely don't remember any men wearing these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R-xgha4jG3I/AAAAAAAAAeM/P-GWkQsHuyk/s1600-h/1982+sears+gay+pjs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R-xgha4jG3I/AAAAAAAAAeM/P-GWkQsHuyk/s400/1982+sears+gay+pjs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182623398465051506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R-xg1K4jG4I/AAAAAAAAAeU/WvloQURPLK0/s1600-h/1982+sears+hairy+chest+pajams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R-xg1K4jG4I/AAAAAAAAAeU/WvloQURPLK0/s400/1982+sears+hairy+chest+pajams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182623737767467906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You younger kids are probably not aware of this, but 25 years ago TVs were made of wood.  Not only could you watch your favorite programs on these sets, you could also serve a buffet dinner on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R-xgGK4jG2I/AAAAAAAAAeE/zNarCLmBdcg/s1600-h/192+sears+wooden+tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R-xgGK4jG2I/AAAAAAAAAeE/zNarCLmBdcg/s400/192+sears+wooden+tv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182622930313616226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7792390-2136680745039976296?l=wirthy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wirthy.blogspot.com/feeds/2136680745039976296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7792390&amp;postID=2136680745039976296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792390/posts/default/2136680745039976296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7792390/posts/default/2136680745039976296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wirthy.blogspot.com/2008/02/phoenix-suns-look-to-trade-oneal-for.html' title='Phoenix Suns Look To Trade O&apos;Neal For Marion'/><author><name>Wirthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00122027654505237611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R4EzX_wD4KI/AAAAAAAAAGE/13rSbXUHNws/S220/profile+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R8dripGyfxI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ekW9uQnzEAI/s72-c/oneal+marion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7792390.post-2822195247448165933</id><published>2008-02-26T18:34:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T19:25:54.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear Wirthy'/><title type='text'>Dear Wirthy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R8TJupGyfwI/AAAAAAAAAW0/j7VBLuzoqZI/s1600-h/dear+wirthy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R8TJupGyfwI/AAAAAAAAAW0/j7VBLuzoqZI/s400/dear+wirthy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171480075273666306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DEAR WIRTHY: I am a 47-year-old woman who has been married for 19 years to a good man. He's a good father and husband who doesn't even drink.  So please tell me why I cannot stand him anymore -- his voice, his laugh and anything about him. I just want out, and I don't know why. Please tell me what to do. -- LET ME OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR LET ME: You think you have it bad? Your husband's married to a 47-year-old. That can't be a treat. Look for him to start drinking very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR WIRTHY: What is the appropriate way to inform my family and friends that my wedding has been canceled. -- NOTTA BRIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR NOTTA: Don't worry -- empty church, no minister, no bride, no groom -- they'll figure it out eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR WIRTHY: I'm 17 and have a 14-year-old sister who is mentally retarded. My mother recently asked me to promise that I'll always take care of her when she no longer can.  I think it's unfair but Mom says it's my obligation because she's family. What do I do? -- BIG BROTHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR BIG BROTHER: If the time does come when your mother looks to you to continue caring for your retarded sister, simply take "sis" to the mall and leave; or put her on a bus to anywhere -- she'll never find her way back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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You know what that means:  me, my laptop, and a bottle of $4 bottle of merlot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are my drunken thoughts on the 80th Annual Academy Awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first award, Achievement in Costume Design, went to "Elizabeth The Golden Age."  "Transformers" wasn't even nominated.  Dresses from the 1500s -- big frickin' deal.  Did you see those robots?  They were huge!  And they changed into cars and helicopters and stuff.  Now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;those &lt;/span&gt;were costumes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The award for Whitest Person Ever goes to Anne Hathaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R8JRU5GyfrI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ld2NUc_vjUw/s1600-h/oscars+-+whitest+person.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R8JRU5GyfrI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ld2NUc_vjUw/s400/oscars+-+whitest+person.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170784741543280306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The award for Achievement in Make-up went to some movie "La Vie En Rose."  C'mon!  Do you know how much make-up is needed to make an actor look like a transforming robot?  Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nominees for Achievement in Visual Effects are "The Golden Compass," "Pirates of the Caribbean," and "Transformers".  And the winner is ... "The Golden Compass?"  Don't get me wrong -- a talking polar bear is pretty cool but, seriously, in "Transformers" I saw a Camaro turn into a giant, talking, ass-kicking robot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw that Hal Holbrook was nominated for Best Supporting Actor, I immediately thought that he died this past year.  Then the camera showed him in the audience and, sadly, yes, he is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R8JTI5GyfsI/AAAAAAAAAWU/9gJBROfiU08/s1600-h/oscars+-+hal+holbrook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R8JTI5GyfsI/AAAAAAAAAWU/9gJBROfiU08/s400/oscars+-+hal+holbrook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170786734408105666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an award for Best Live Action Short Film.  What there should be is an award for Best Live Action Insufferably Long Film, because Friday night I started watching "The Assassination of Jesse James" and it just ended a few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby Dee's performance in "American Gangster" earned her a nomination for Best Supporting Actress.  Didn't she also sing "Don't Go Breaking My Heart" with Elton John?  Oh, wait -- that was Kiki Dee.  (I thought that was funny when I wrote it during my &lt;a href="http://wirthy.blogspot.com/search?q=screen+guild"&gt;SAG Awards coverage&lt;/a&gt;, so I figured: what the hell.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R8JUVpGyftI/AAAAAAAAAWc/rgyKztu1k2U/s1600-h/academy+awards+pricewaterhousecoopers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R8JUVpGyftI/AAAAAAAAAWc/rgyKztu1k2U/s400/academy+awards+pricewaterhousecoopers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170788052963065554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The accounting firm, PricewaterhouseCoopers, tabulates and certifies the votes for the Academy Awards.  Anyone over there ever heard of a "space"?  It's the thing you put between words, to separate one from the other.  Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The awards for Best Sound Editing and Best Sound Mixing went to "The Bourne Ultimatum".  I remember walking out of the theater after seeing this film last summer and saying, "Now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; how a movie should be sound edited and sound mixed!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Best Actress in a Leading Role went to a woman I've never heard of, whose name I can't pronounce, for her work in a movie I've never heard of and, also, can not pronounce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R8JUvZGyfuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/v6UP3zxv7zg/s1600-h/oscars+-+best+actress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R8JUvZGyfuI/AAAAAAAAAWk/v6UP3zxv7zg/s400/oscars+-+best+actress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170788495344697058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn my DVR finally caught up to real time, so now I have to listen to the remaining Best Song nominees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In Memoriam&lt;/span&gt; segment where they honor all the movie people who have died -- my favorite. The audience's level of  applause indicates how important the person is:  Harold Michelson, production designer for "Star Trek: The Motion Picture"  got no applause.   Suzanne Pleshette received mild applause.  But the Kodak Theatre could barely contain the applause for Heath Ledger, the most important actor of our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy Adams is presenting the award for Best Original Score .  Eager to find out who the hell she is, I did a little internet research and stumbled upon something very disturbing:  They're making &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt1078912/"&gt;Night at the Museum 2&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little something I just learned:  With two Oscar wins, Tom Hanks has only one more Academy award than Cuba Gooding, Jr.  That doesn't quite seem right.   And sadly, Carl Weathers has never even been nominated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diablo Cody, a former stripper, won the Best Original Screenplay for "Juno."  Next time I'm getting a lap dance from Sierra, Asia, Destiny or some other young woman working her way through medical school (or law school or hypnotist school), maybe I'll actually believe her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Best Director award went to the Coen brothers, Joel and Ethan, for "No Country For Old Men."  My brother and I used to dominate at Golden Tee at a Bennigan's down the street but, other than that, we've accomplished nothing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh drunk, going to bed now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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It's a movie about a successful executive, Kevin Bacon, who is married to John Travolta's wife, Kelly Preston, and has two sons.  Brendan, the oldest son, is a good looking, popular high school athlete.  The younger son, Lucas, is none of those things so, rightfully, is not cared about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin Bacon and his beloved son, Brendan Bacon, are driving home from a hockey game, discussing Brendan's college options when the car's low gas alert begins to chirp.  Apparently when this car says it is low on fuel, it is REALLY low because Kevin Bacon has to immediately pull into the first gas station he sees -- in a very questionable part of town.   I usually drive for a couple days on empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Kevin is pumping gas, Brendan goes inside to get himself a slurpy.  Meanwhile in the underworld:  A ruthless gang enters this same service station so one of its pledges can perform a required initiation murder and gain membership.  Since there wasn't a whole lot of potential victims to choose from, Brendan becomes the unlucky target and is killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After burying his son, Kevin Bacon has two choices:  to let the legal system punish the killer, or take matters into his own hands.  Since he is simply a risk assessment manager and far from a tough guy, one would think the choice would be obvious.  One would be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, armed with garden tools and a brief case that he can swing like a son-of-a-bitch, Kevin sets off to avenge his son's death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching this movie at midnight, I was very entertained, but also drunk.  Looking back at it this morning, it was really quite stupid.  How did Kevin Bacon so quickly transform from mild-mannered suburbanite to Rambo?  There's a scene where he buys an arsenal of guns but has to read the instructions to learn how to use them.  Moments later, he's mowing down bad guys like he was the star of "Die Hard" -- not "She's Having A B&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R69uMZGyfhI/AAAAAAAAAU8/wASBjvNfZE4/s1600-h/kevin+bacon+fucking+dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R69uMZGyfhI/AAAAAAAAAU8/wASBjvNfZE4/s400/kevin+bacon+fucking+dance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165468456794095122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aby."  If he would have mustered up half this determination in "Footloose," he would have had no problems throwing a school dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what kind of gang is this?  They get their asses kicked by a "suit."  And another thing:  they are all white, tattooed skin heads, except for one black guy.  How comfortable can he feel in that environment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie was one Kelly Preston nude scene away from being mediocre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R6KINJGDUSI/AAAAAAAAASM/7UnpN5I1Ya0/s400/jack+bauer+eating+breakfast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161837882280988962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The following takes place between 6:00AM - 7:00AM:  &lt;/span&gt;Has breakfast, breaks the secret code puzzle on the Lucky Charms box in under ten seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7:00AM - 8:00AM:  &lt;/span&gt;Links himself to Kevin Bacon in one step:  "I was in 'A Few Good Men' with Kevin Bacon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:00AM - 9:00AM:  &lt;/span&gt;Interrogates neighbor about missing newspaper, electrocutes him with toaster cord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10:00AM - 11:00AM:  &lt;/span&gt;"Live with Regis &amp;amp; Kelly"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R6KIbJGDUTI/AAAAAAAAASU/FowJcou58F8/s1600-h/jack+bauer+watching+tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R6KIbJGDUTI/AAAAAAAAASU/FowJcou58F8/s400/jack+bauer+watching+tv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161838122799157554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11:00AM - 12:00PM:  &lt;/span&gt;Updates MySpace page to indicate love of punk rock and torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12:00PM - 1:00PM:  &lt;/span&gt;Scrapbooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R6KI25GDUUI/AAAAAAAAASc/qm5OYpzcTYc/s1600-h/jack+bauer+scrap+book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R6KI25GDUUI/AAAAAAAAASc/qm5OYpzcTYc/s400/jack+bauer+scrap+book.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161838599540527426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1:00PM - 2:00PM:  &lt;/span&gt;Laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2:00PM - 3:00PM:  &lt;/span&gt;Sends resume to "CSI: Miami."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3:00PM - 4:00PM:  &lt;/span&gt;Tries to disarm microwave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4:00PM - 5:00M:  &lt;/span&gt;Texts President picture of his ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R6KJtZGDUXI/AAAAAAAAAS0/24tf00gsIfw/s1600-h/jack+bauer+ass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R6KJtZGDUXI/AAAAAAAAAS0/24tf00gsIfw/s400/jack+bauer+ass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161839535843398002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5:00PM - 6:00PM:  &lt;/span&gt;Massive shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R6KJVZGDUWI/AAAAAAAAASs/X_57Eg_FED0/s1600-h/jack+bauer+toilet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R6KJVZGDUWI/AAAAAAAAASs/X_57Eg_FED0/s400/jack+bauer+toilet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161839123526537570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6:00PM - 7:00PM:  &lt;/span&gt;Calls Verizon, upgrades his plan to allow unlimited nuclear power plant schematic downloads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7:00PM - 8:00PM:  &lt;/span&gt;Accesses government surveillance satellite to track hot waitress from Applebees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:00PM - 9:00PM:&lt;/span&gt;  Dominates at Duck Hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R6vRnpGDUjI/AAAAAAAAAUU/GAVIxQOOgmc/s1600-h/jack+bauer+duck+hunt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R6vRnpGDUjI/AAAAAAAAAUU/GAVIxQOOgmc/s400/jack+bauer+duck+hunt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164451876686746162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9:00PM - 10:00PM:  &lt;/span&gt;Gets kicked out of Blockbuster for causing a scene when they didn't have "Young Guns II."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10:00PM - 11:00PM:  &lt;/span&gt;Watches a special two-part "Fresh Prince of Bel-Air" where Hilary and Carlton learn a valuable life lesson while volunteering at a homeless shelter on Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11:00PM - 12:00AM:&lt;/span&gt; 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There's very few things I enjoy more than sitting at my computer with a single-serve bottle of champagne and toasting our finest actors -- and Ryan Gosling.  Actually, it was either that or "Matlock: The Assassination" (Ben and Leanne link the mayor's assassination to a judge charged with sexual assault) on the Hallmark Channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R51QS5GDUGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/3xLqvZ-3PWc/s1600-h/jani+lane+james+spader.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R51QS5GDUGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/3xLqvZ-3PWc/s400/jani+lane+james+spader.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160369033530527842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a time when young girls drooled over James Spader.  On a side note, they also dropped their panties for Warrant front-man Jani Lane.  Well, those days are gone.  It now appears that those two may have been, in fact, the same person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Screen Actors Guild statue is hung like me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R51RtJGDUHI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/D11HVPuwaME/s1600-h/sag+award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R51RtJGDUHI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/D11HVPuwaME/s400/sag+award.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160370584013721714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R51Tk5GDUII/AAAAAAAAAQ8/D3UVvbqX0r8/s1600-h/little+steven+pirate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R51Tk5GDUII/AAAAAAAAAQ8/D3UVvbqX0r8/s400/little+steven+pirate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160372641303056514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a big night for "The Sopranos."  It won Outstanding Performance By An Ensemble In A Drama Series; and James Gandolfini and Edie Falco took home awards for Actors Most Likely To Be Hoping For A Sopranos Movie In 5 Years.  Little Steven put on his best pirate costume for the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woody Harrelson is in attendance, probably to receive a lifetime achievement award for his work in "White Men Can't Jump" and "Doc Hollywood."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan Rosenberg, president of the Screen Actors Guild began his speech with:  "Tonight as we celebrate our 75th anniversary, 800,000 men and women in uniform around the world are watching us.  Our best wishes to them all." If there's even one of our nation's solders watching the Screen Actors Guild Awards, I fear for our safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they ever make a Kentucky Fried Chicken movie, I know who would be a perfect Colonel Sanders:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R51UmZGDUJI/AAAAAAAAARE/JpQvD_sPnqk/s1600-h/colonel+sanders+burt+reynolds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R51UmZGDUJI/AAAAAAAAARE/JpQvD_sPnqk/s400/colonel+sanders+burt+reynolds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160373766584488082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Life Achievement award went to Charles Durning.  Maybe next year, Woody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Queen Latifah is now an actress, not a rapper, isn't about time to for her to drop this "Queen" bullshit?  It took me five seconds of research to discover her name is Dana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viggo Mortensen is presenting the award for Outstanding Female Actor In A Supporting Role.   Last night I saw his ass and cock-and-balls in "Eastern Promises."   The award went to Ruby Dee for playing Denzel's mom in "American Gangster."  Didn't she also sing "Don't Go Breaking My Heart" with Elton John?  Oh, wait ... that was Kiki Dee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, maybe Tommy Lee Jones would make a better Colonel Sanders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R51VqJGDUKI/AAAAAAAAARM/R2yh5BqFvs8/s1600-h/tommy+lee+jones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R51VqJGDUKI/AAAAAAAAARM/R2yh5BqFvs8/s400/tommy+lee+jones.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160374930520625314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R51V7JGDULI/AAAAAAAAARU/mY2V_xqg6IM/s1600-h/daniel+day+lewis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R51V7JGDULI/AAAAAAAAARU/mY2V_xqg6IM/s400/daniel+day+lewis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160375222578401458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The award for the Actor With Most Grease In His Hair went to Daniel Day Lewis.  Damn -- this guy is really broken up over Heath Ledger!  After making his entire speech about how he once saw Heath in "Monster's Ball" and "Brokeback Mountain," he dedicated his naked actor trophy to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a booger in your nose that, no matter how much you pick, you just can't get it out?  And if so, did it happen when you were on stage, accepting a Hollywood award?  Well, it happened to Josh Brolin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R51YxpGDUNI/AAAAAAAAARk/2SOyGnLAZgY/s1600-h/josh+brolin+picking+nose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R51YxpGDUNI/AAAAAAAAARk/2SOyGnLAZgY/s1600/josh+brolin+picking+nose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160378357904527570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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"Just the Ten of Us"</title><content type='html'>There wasn't a whole lot to do in the tiny, remote North Dakota town I grew up in.  So most nights were spent watching &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/TGIF_%28ABC%29"&gt;TGIF&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Must_See_TV"&gt;Must See TV&lt;/a&gt;, or whatever block of prime time programming the networks threw at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 1988 to 1990, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Just_the_Ten_of_Us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just the Ten of Us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was part of ABC's TGIF Friday night lineup (along with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perfect Strangers&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Full House&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Belvedere&lt;/span&gt; in 1988-89; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Full House&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Family Matters&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perfect Strangers&lt;/span&gt; in 1989-1990).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A spin-off of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Growing Pains&lt;/span&gt;, the show was about a gym teacher -- and father of eight -- who moves his family to California to take a job at an all-boys Catholic school.  As part of his employment deal, all his kids are allowed to attend the school; but four of his kids are teenage girls.  Oh, oh -- you  guessed it -- hilarity ensues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R5JJUvwD5YI/AAAAAAAAAPs/-k54duZ1ryI/s1600-h/just+the+ten+of+us+couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R5JJUvwD5YI/AAAAAAAAAPs/-k54duZ1ryI/s400/just+the+ten+of+us+couple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157265144056898946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The marriage in this show was an early adopter of the fat-guy-with-attractive-wife theme that is still used in sitcoms today (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;King of Queens; Still Standing&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show covered the normal 'special' sitcom topics:  cutting class, teenage drinking and smoking.  But it never touched on some more fitting subjects such as fertility drugs, Mormonism or sex addiction -- anything that would lead to a couple having eight kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the second oldest daughter (played by Brooke Theiss) was the hottest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R5JJmfwD5ZI/AAAAAAAAAP0/vp5_xEh5dWo/s1600-h/brooke+theiss+then.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R5JJmfwD5ZI/AAAAAAAAAP0/vp5_xEh5dWo/s400/brooke+theiss+then.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157265448999576978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An undated later photo shows she has held up over the years:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R5JKEvwD5aI/AAAAAAAAAP8/r_Pe1JSI7Nc/s1600-h/brooke+theiss+now.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8HmWj-jltBM/R5JKEvwD5aI/AAAAAAAAAP8/r_Pe1JSI7Nc/s400/brooke+theiss+now.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157265968690619810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to the show's &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=aUDi1n_DcVU"&gt;theme song&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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