<?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-5678926538032035646</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:01:07.770-08:00</updated><category term='Jane Austen'/><category term='2009'/><category term='roald dahl'/><category term='The Last Emperor'/><category term='academy awards'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='crazy people'/><category term='solar eclipse'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='pretty'/><category term='awesomeness'/><category term='richelle mead'/><category term='lisa schroeder'/><category term='hobbits'/><category term='painters'/><category term='John Mayer'/><category term='summer'/><category term='Leann 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Club'/><category term='Stake that'/><category term='Summer Girls'/><category term='evil librarians'/><category term='shapes'/><category term='yumi kim'/><category term='california dreams'/><category term='creepiness'/><category term='babies'/><category term='tshirts'/><category term='hurt locker'/><category term='snakeskin'/><category term='neil gaiman'/><category term='craziness'/><category term='jack black'/><category term='Panic'/><category term='the witches'/><category term='Ryan Ross'/><category term='elephants'/><category term='winter'/><category term='used books'/><category term='mercer street books and records'/><category term='lj smith'/><category term='zoom'/><category term='Ekaterina Gordeeva'/><category term='has-beens'/><category term='iced coffee'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='ice makers'/><category term='starbucks'/><category term='Marmalade'/><category term='sexy boyfriends'/><category term='fried oreos'/><category term='happiness'/><category 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-1204376794232940935</id><published>2010-03-07T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:54:43.055-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt locker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visiting home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oscars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pomegranate lemonade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='academy awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='california dreams'/><title type='text'>Visiting home</title><content type='html'>I'm visiting my parents right now, and it's been a while since I've been here.  Not sure how long, maybe since Christmas, or maybe sometime after that, but it's nice to be home sometimes.  My mom spoils me.  Seriously, there has been fat kid food galore.  Ice cream, cannolis, carbohydrates in every form...yup, it's probably a good thing I don't live here anymore, or I'd weigh 500 pounds.  Still, there are some nice things about being at home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Old friends.  I spent the evening watching the Academy Awards and playing cards with some people I have been close with since the dawn of time or, more realistically, second grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Tom Hanks' very brief announcement of the best picture winner.  Seriously, the guy didn't even say who was up for it.  I heard "Blah blah Ingrid Bergman/Humphrey Bogart winner is Hurt Locker." I swear the director lady hadn't even made it off the stage yet.  Still, I was happy, because then I could go home and eat more of the fat kid food that is sitting here with my name on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Pomegranate Lemonade.  Not only is pomegranate lemonade delicious, but for some reason, whenever I come home, it is warmer here and the snow stops.  So it was warm enough to drink the lemonade and pretend it was summer.  Always a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  California Dreams reunion shows.  Ok, so it wasn't a full show, but check out Jimmy Fallon's show site to see the CD cast all together again, singing the theme song while Sly shows off his incredible abs.  Mind you, it's been a zillion years since the show was on, so they have all gotten old, but it's definitely worth checking out if you've got some time and you ever liked the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm sleepy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-1204376794232940935?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1204376794232940935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=1204376794232940935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1204376794232940935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1204376794232940935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2010/03/visiting-home.html' title='Visiting home'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-5673196894916147549</id><published>2010-03-04T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T01:49:27.451-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nick Carter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funemployment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancing with the Stars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Mayer'/><title type='text'>Funemployment</title><content type='html'>Ok, so it has been quite some time since I have posted.  I could make a list of excuses, but that would require effort, and to tell you the truth, right now I can't remember what was so important that I had no time to do anything for my blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead, I will give you a brief update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being unemployed - sounds bad, but is actually tons of fun, plus I now have time to figure out what to do with my life (and also to blog).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Percy Jackson books - Rick Riordan is a genius and will be so rich.   And after reading his books, I have to say he deserves it all.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crumbs Bakery - best cupcakes ever.  I have been there 2 days in a row. Yes, I'm a fat kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iCarly - OK, so I'm not exactly in the target age range here but that show is hysterical.  And Carly's studio was practically decorated by Jellio with all of my favorite things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Things I don't love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cold weather - Luckily, it is March, which means it is almost spring.  This means it is almost summer.  Ok, so that is kind of a leap, but really, can we get rid of all this snow, please?  No more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asthma - Pardon me, NYC, but I'd like to be able to breathe this week without the help of a little machine at the dr's office.  K thx.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Things I don't care either way about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;John Mayer - I don't know what he said to who, but I don't care.  Didn't we all already know he was a douche?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who is going to be on Dancing with the Stars - I probably don't know who any of them are anyway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Things I don't believe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Backstreet Boys are having a cruise.  Don't believe it either?  &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/travel/cruises/item.aspx?type=blog&amp;amp;ak=81498.blog"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is the "proof."  I'm not sure how I feel about this...on one hand, I am still secretly in love with Nick Carter, but on the other hand, why?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And now it's not a secret anymore.  Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-5673196894916147549?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5673196894916147549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=5673196894916147549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/5673196894916147549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/5673196894916147549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2010/03/funemployment.html' title='Funemployment'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-4489367145466974160</id><published>2009-08-04T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T08:24:36.780-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lord byron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mercer street books and records'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tristan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the bfg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iseult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='used books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the witches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roald dahl'/><title type='text'>In Love...</title><content type='html'>I am borderline obsessed with used bookstores.  Not only are they much cheaper than, say, a few chains that start with the letter B, but they also have lots of fabulous finds you might not be able to get elsewhere.  I always end up with incredible things at a relatively low price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I stopped by &lt;a href="http://www.mercerstreetbooks.com/"&gt;Mercer Street Books and Records&lt;/a&gt;.  They had sooooooooooo much great stuff...here's what I picked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sottai.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/roald-dahl-the-bfg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 475px;" src="http://sottai.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/roald-dahl-the-bfg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The BFG&lt;/span&gt; - This is one of my favorite childhood stories.  We read it out loud in our fourth grade class, which was the year I decided I was going to be a writer.  I have great memories of that class, and Roald Dahl is simply amazing.  His creativity and wackiness really impresses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blondierocket.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/the-witches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 475px;" src="http://blondierocket.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/the-witches.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Witches&lt;/span&gt; - Another classic by Roald Dahl.  I'm currently in a phase where I am reliving my childhood through rereading books I loved then, in case you couldn't tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0679750169.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 475px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0679750169.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tristan y Iseult - &lt;/span&gt;I love mythology and classic tragedies in general, and the fact that James Franco played Tristan in the movie doesn't hurt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pics.librarything.com/picsizes/55/da/55da720ac15c76d593432375177434d414f4541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 205px;" src="http://pics.librarything.com/picsizes/55/da/55da720ac15c76d593432375177434d414f4541.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Secret Memoirs of Lord Byron&lt;/span&gt; - This is the jewel among my purchases.  It was written by Byron himself, and edited by Christopher Nicole.  The condition of the book wasn't too great, but I can't wait to read about Byron's secret affairs and find out if &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lord-Dead-Tom-Holland/dp/0671024116"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; is true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-4489367145466974160?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4489367145466974160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=4489367145466974160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/4489367145466974160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/4489367145466974160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-love.html' title='In Love...'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-2529705683830686230</id><published>2009-08-03T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T08:20:27.110-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zooey deschanel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joseph gordon-levitt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greeting cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='august'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whip it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(500) days of summer'/><title type='text'>August? Already?</title><content type='html'>I for one cannot believe it is August already.  It seems like just a few short weeks ago the snow was still falling, and now summer is almost OVER :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since August is my favorite month of the year (summer vacation + my birthday = fabulousness), I fully intend to update this blog WAAAAAAY more often this month.  For real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/worldfilm/1/0/z/J/1/GKDyYF0gRfmaxaxlX108IyeAo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 401px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/worldfilm/1/0/z/J/1/GKDyYF0gRfmaxaxlX108IyeAo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ring in my favorite month, I took my little sister to see (500) Days of Summer.  Now, as it turns out, this movie is not about summer at all.  It's about Summer, a woman who works as an assistant at a greeting card company, and her relationship with Tom, a greeting card writer who dreams of being an architect.  The story is told in a series of vignettes from the days of their relationship, starting with their breakup, and moving on to their childhoods, eventual relationship, and their inevitable reunions in a shuffled but not confusing account of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always really enjoyed watching both Zooey Deschanel and Joseph Gordon-Levitt, and they were fabulous in this movie.  The actors and actresses who played the minor characters were perfectly selected for their roles, and the filmography was extraordinary.  Overall, I felt that the movie was probably the best one I've seen so far this summer (yes, I went to see Harry Potter and all I can say is "ugh").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't wait for &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1172233/"&gt;Whip It.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-2529705683830686230?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2529705683830686230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=2529705683830686230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/2529705683830686230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/2529705683830686230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-already.html' title='August? Already?'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-6165190986129833802</id><published>2009-07-24T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T12:50:23.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the ugly truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ekaterina Gordeeva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sergei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visitors'/><title type='text'>Visitors, Moving and Such</title><content type='html'>This blog is supposed to be about things I love, in case you couldn't tell by the title :)  But let me fill you in on one thing I don't love so much: packing.  I'm moving this weekend (don't worry, I'll still be in the city, just changing boroughs) and have barely made a dent in the packing I'm doing.  Luckily I have until...2PM tomorrow.  Yeah, ok, I'm screwed.  Well, I tried.  Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I like much more than packing?  Visits from lovely friends.  It's Restaurant Week in NYC, and my fabulous friend "Jo-B" is here.  She's actually visiting another friend of hers, but I'm super thrilled to be doing dinner with her tonight.  Then, hopefully, a trip to see "The Ugly Truth," starring Gerard Butler and Katherine Heigl.  It looks incredible!  I'll let you know if I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.impawards.com/2009/posters/ugly_truth_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 508px; height: 755px;" src="http://www.impawards.com/2009/posters/ugly_truth_ver2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, but not least, book of the week: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Sergei&lt;/span&gt;, by Ekaterina Gordeeva.  This is an old favorite.  I first read it when it was originally published, as my grandmother was a figure skater who knew the couple.  According to her, the book she had was personally given to her by Ekaterina, but she also can't remember how many popsicles she's eaten in a day, so I mean, I'm not necessarily going to take her word for it.  Still, this NY Times bestseller is one of the most touching and heartfelt memoirs I've read in quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/Vienna/5785/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 353px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/Vienna/5785/cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-6165190986129833802?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6165190986129833802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=6165190986129833802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6165190986129833802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6165190986129833802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/07/visitors-moving-and-such.html' title='Visitors, Moving and Such'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-2788740635820435327</id><published>2009-07-22T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:01:55.291-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pun yin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feng shui'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solar eclipse'/><title type='text'>Solar Eclipse</title><content type='html'>Today is the day of the solar eclipse, which happens to coincide with the new moon.  Now I'll admit, this didn't really mean much to me yesterday, until my boss explained that for those who believe in feng shui, this is the perfect opportunity to improve your success.  I don't really get the why, exactly, so I'll let &lt;a href="http://punyin88.wordpress.com/"&gt;Master Pun Yin&lt;/a&gt; explain it to you.  But it's a great time to thank the universe, God,  whoever/whatever you believe in for all the wonderful things you have received, and then make requests for the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really important that this doesn't become a wish list of things you want.  Pun Yin suggests that you should offer the universe something in return for your requests that are fulfilled, and to make sure that you don't promise anything that you can't or won't follow through on.  One thing we can all agree on is that no matter who or what you believe in, we can't take such blessings for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is supposed to work best if you're not eating meat today, so it's the perfect time to try out that vegetarian diet you've been considering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is  little different from anything else I've posted, and I'll be honest, I'm a little skeptical.  But I like the sentiment that Pun Yin makes at the end of her post.  Today is a day to think nice, speak kindly and be respectful of others.  And if we work together to do these three things today, maybe we can bring about positive changes to the universe ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-2788740635820435327?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2788740635820435327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=2788740635820435327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/2788740635820435327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/2788740635820435327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/07/solar-eclipse.html' title='Solar Eclipse'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-2891066390978387802</id><published>2009-07-08T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T13:27:20.235-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karen Joy Fowler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carrie Bebris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Jane Austen Book Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pride and Prescience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jane Austen'/><title type='text'>Lost In Austen</title><content type='html'>I've spent the last 5 days in Maine, doing nothing but reading, sleeping, eating, and looking for moose (I saw a baby mooseling, by the way, very exciting).  Now, you should know that as I live not far from The Strand, I have a stack of books about as tall as I am that I got for 48 cents and have not gotten around to reading.  So I brought about 15 books with me, and finished about half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of the books that were most interesting to me were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pride and Prescience&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Jane Austen Book Club&lt;/span&gt;.  They were incredibly different, and I was drawn to aspects of both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://filmfeline.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/jabclub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 508px; height: 755px;" src="http://filmfeline.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/jabclub.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the characters in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Jane Austen Book Club&lt;/span&gt;.  One of the things I found most amusing and enjoyable was the fact that it was written in first person, as though one of the members of the book club was telling the story, although the person mentions every member of the club by first name, seldom revealing who is speaking.  Only through a story is the narrator given up, and even then you are left wondering if that's really who narrated the entire novel.  It's a very curious thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty unhappy with the ending though.  It was definitely an Austen ending, that's for sure, but there's no need to refer to that same point in the course of the book.  Any Janeite would pick it up for his or herself.  This brings me to my other disappointment.  I won't give specifics in case you want to read the book, or even watch the movie, but I was extremely bothered by the way the Sylvia/Daniel and Allegra/Corinne relationships were wrapped up.  I felt that it was unrealistic and degrading to the members of the club who were involved in these relationships.  Also, there were a few storylines that I felt never fully developed, and felt like hooks thrown in to grab the reader, yet never amounted to anything.  It was rather disappointing. However, I loved the change in Prudie's spirits toward the end, and Jocelyn was a mystery I rather enjoyed unraveling.  Overall, it was good, but not great.  My favorite part was actually after the novel ended, where the author quoted other famed writers' opinions of Jane.  Look up Mark Twain's if you get a chance...it's quite deep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://www.infinitas.com.au/ProductImages/9780765350718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 600px;" src="https://www.infinitas.com.au/ProductImages/9780765350718.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Bebris' take on what happened after the Darcy's wedding in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/span&gt; was a total beach read, in a good way.  It was light, witty, and very quick.  Even though it was a mystery, it wasn't supremely out of the realm of my imagination that Elizabeth Bennet (now Darcy) would be curious enough to find herself in the midst of this chaos.  I was a little baffled by the sci-fi/fantasy twist it took though.  Very un-Jane, but it amused me nonetheless, and I definitely understood how that made it suitable for Tor, and it wasn't as noticeable during my read-through as much as after.  Still I can't really recall a Jane Austen novel with supernatural elements.  But I'd definitely read the rest of the series. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I made it through a whole post without referencing vampires :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-2891066390978387802?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2891066390978387802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=2891066390978387802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/2891066390978387802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/2891066390978387802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/07/lost-in-austen.html' title='Lost In Austen'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-6519028742466532792</id><published>2009-07-02T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T09:35:00.383-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mari Mancusi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys that Bite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stake that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rayne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls that Growl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barnes and noble'/><title type='text'>Blood Coven Books</title><content type='html'>As it's been pointed out by my fabulous friend Erin (check out her blog &lt;a href="http://ipandaud.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;), I've been doing quite a bit of YA reading recently.  This is mostly because YA novels are quick reads, and for the last few months, my attention span has been similar to that of a lawn gnome.  As in, nonexistent.  Anyway, I've been working my way through the Blood Coven series by Mari Mancusi, and I would definitely recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cityofirving.org/library/teenscene/images/boysthatbite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.cityofirving.org/library/teenscene/images/boysthatbite.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mancusi definitely has a gift for campy horror, and her tone kind of reminds me of the Buffy the Vampire Slayer movie.  Sunny's quest to find the Holy Grail after she gets vamped (due to a case of mistaken identity - the vampire in question was supposed to bite her twin sister) is sweet, funny and slightly awkward, in a good way.  The characters are easy to relate to, and it's an original take on vampiric politics, as opposed to the same old "council that has rules and regulations with the oldest vampires who take out the youngest ones."  Do I even have to say who I'm insulting there?  I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n38/n193582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 452px;" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n38/n193582.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have liked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stake That&lt;/span&gt; even more than I liked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boys That Bite&lt;/span&gt;.  Rayne is a lot more interesting to me as a character.  I'm not sure why I like her more than Sunny (yup, their names are Sunshine and Rayne, haha) but it could have something to do with the fact that she has more of an attitude problem and definitely doesn't like being told what to do...I don't know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt; like that :)  And she has a way more kick ass boyfriend.  Not that the Holy Grail search wasn't romantic, but Jareth's origins are so complex and intriguing.  And did we notice that Jareth never accidentally bites the wrong girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://berkleyjoveauthors.com/images/books/0425217167.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 285px;" src="http://berkleyjoveauthors.com/images/books/0425217167.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Girls that Growl&lt;/span&gt; was immensely entertaining.  Only the goth girl would have an undercover assignment to become a cheerleader and save her arch nemesis/captain of the football team.  Let's just talk about creative problem solving strategies for a sec.  Rayne's technique for landing a spot on the team was very humorous, especially after she spent, oh, say, 10 whole minutes practicing and fell on her face during her try out.  And I loved the development of friendships, especially Cait and Rayne's, and Mandy's admission about why she and Rayne parted ways years ago.  The only thing that bothered me about the book was the Rayne/Jareth interaction.  If I wanted to list to non-stop bickering, I would watch Jon and Kate Plus 8 or Dr. 90210.  It definitely annoyed me a little.  But other than that, I really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4th book comes out in January...I'm not very good at this whole waiting patiently thing, but I'm trying, and luckily there are a whole bunch of other exciting things coming out in the meantime *cough Vampire Academy Book 4 cough* so hopefully it will curb my YA appetite until then.  It's back to Sunny's POV, and I'm hoping it's just as good as the others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, FYI, if you're interested, Barnes and Noble ordered a whole bunch of these books, so you should definitely pick them up and support Mari!  Or, you know, the lib's good too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-6519028742466532792?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6519028742466532792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=6519028742466532792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6519028742466532792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6519028742466532792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/07/blood-coven-books.html' title='Blood Coven Books'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-1026958131907862433</id><published>2009-07-01T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T08:59:50.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vine floral jumper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yumi kim'/><title type='text'>Yumi Kim Friends and Family Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Great news!  Yumi Kim is having a friends and family sale, and you're all invited!  Here's the dirt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we host our mega sample sale in a few weeks, we want our &lt;b&gt;Friends &amp;amp; Family &lt;/b&gt;to get first dibs on YK's Spring/Summer goodies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;YUMI KIM &lt;/b&gt;is offering &lt;b style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff2a6d;"&gt;50% OFF&lt;/span&gt; ALL Spring/Summer&lt;/b&gt; goodies online and in our shop! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ONLINE SHOP&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.yumikimshop.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.yumikimshop.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;You must enter at check out discount code: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3278;"&gt;ykfamily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Or you can mention the mailer in our flagship store in order to receive the discount!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YUMI KIM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;105 Stanton Street &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;(corner of Ludlow)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Please pass the great news along to all your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends &amp;amp; Family&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Post it on Facebook...Twitter it...help get the word out!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;We have LIMITED stock and it's going FASSSSSST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;XOXO,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YUMI KIM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can get it, I recommend the vine floral jumper...totally hot.&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/5678926538032035646-1026958131907862433?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1026958131907862433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=1026958131907862433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1026958131907862433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1026958131907862433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/07/yumi-kim-friends-and-family-sale.html' title='Yumi Kim Friends and Family Sale'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-9067264476038038022</id><published>2009-06-25T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:40:08.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carpe corpus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the morganville vampires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stephenie meyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jk rowling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic battles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel caine'/><title type='text'>Carpe Corpus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://suckerforvampires.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/carpe-corpus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://suckerforvampires.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/carpe-corpus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished reading Rachel Caine's latest installment in the Morganville Vampires series, &lt;em&gt;Carpe Corpus.&lt;/em&gt;  It was definitely up there as far as my favorites go.  Maybe not first place...I still really have a soft spot in my heart for the first book, but very exciting and well written.  Lots of action (including some we've been waiting for the WHOLE FREAKING TIME) and she still managed to surprise me with a couple of wicked twists and turns.  And you really can't help but to love Shane &lt;3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things about Rachel Caine is that she's not afraid to take risks in her writing.  A lot of authors have a centralized cast that stays stable from one book to the next, and while Rachel Caine does that also, she's not afraid to take what you know about those characters and tweak it in an unexpected way so that they seem to develop along the way.  And unlike some authors, she's not afraid to kill off major players (cough *Stephenie Meyer* cough). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Note: For real, that really really bothers me.  If there's a war or an epic battle of some sort (you too, JK Rowling), people are going to die.  Not just the bad guys.  Not just the people who I have to sit there and go "who the hell was that?" until I reread the book 11 times and figure out why they were ever mentioned to begin with.  Real, important characters that I am actually attached to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you haven't checked out any books in the series, I would highly recommend it.  Another great thing about them?  They are like $6.99, so pretty much fit into every budget out there.  And if not, well, there's always the library.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-9067264476038038022?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/9067264476038038022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=9067264476038038022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/9067264476038038022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/9067264476038038022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/carpe-corpus.html' title='Carpe Corpus'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-7052500037571779602</id><published>2009-06-21T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:40:35.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snowstorm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='far from you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lisa schroeder'/><title type='text'>Far From You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/Sj78myVvEZI/AAAAAAAAADs/6lPzY5V0WWE/s1600-h/farfromyou.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349991150640894354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/Sj78myVvEZI/AAAAAAAAADs/6lPzY5V0WWE/s400/farfromyou.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week, I picked up a bunch of new books from the Strand for 48 cents each. A great investment, if I do say so myself :) I spent this rainy Sunday afternoon reading &lt;em&gt;Far From You&lt;/em&gt; by Lisa Schroeder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book is amazing! It's a less fantastical, updated version of the Alice in Wonderland tale, and it definitely hits home. This Alice is struggling to find her place in her father's family after her mother loses her battle with cancer. But when a snowstorm strikes while Alice, her stepmother Victoria, and her baby half-sister Ivy are driving home from a family trip, Alice learns that things (and people) aren't always what they seem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would highly recommend this book. It's written in verse, and it's got the YA coming of age and self-understanding themes in a funky and uplifting kind of way. It's enough to make you believe in happy endings again...although this ending was happily &lt;em&gt;realistic&lt;/em&gt;, my favorite kind. Alice is an incredibly complex character, and so authentic, without being overtly teen-angsty over her struggles. Love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/5678926538032035646-7052500037571779602?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7052500037571779602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=7052500037571779602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/7052500037571779602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/7052500037571779602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/far-from-you.html' title='Far From You'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/Sj78myVvEZI/AAAAAAAAADs/6lPzY5V0WWE/s72-c/farfromyou.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-962725777725357167</id><published>2009-06-21T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T02:01:27.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='richelle mead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shadow kiss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mountain dew'/><title type='text'>Sleep and Such</title><content type='html'>How many days of no sleep does it take to make you an insomniac? Perhaps I should give up the coffee, tea, Mountain Dew, chocolate, etc, before bed...perhaps. Not likely though. Rereading Shadow Kiss by Richelle Mead (such a good book!)and trying to do some cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the painters who were supposed to arrive at the buttcrack of dawn yesterday show up, I will be seriously pissed. I waited 8 hours for them...the least they can do is allow me to slumber uninterrupted. Thank you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-962725777725357167?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/962725777725357167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=962725777725357167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/962725777725357167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/962725777725357167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/sleep-and-such.html' title='Sleep and Such'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-7964871292802829498</id><published>2009-06-20T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T08:03:54.084-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='has-beens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rich Cronin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marmalade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LFO'/><title type='text'>LFO</title><content type='html'>This just in: apparently Rich Cronin of LFO actually wrote Summer Girls himself.  Who knew?  That explains a lot.  Suddenly I understand why Shakespeare, Larry Byrd and Macauley Culkin are all mentioned in the same song.  Now if only I could figure out the thing about the marmalade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS LFO Reunion show on July 18th at the Highline Ballroom...who's in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, that part wasn't a joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-7964871292802829498?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7964871292802829498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=7964871292802829498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/7964871292802829498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/7964871292802829498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/lfo.html' title='LFO'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-1766068365247424486</id><published>2009-06-19T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:00:30.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire diaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robert pattinson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimmy choo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taxi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vamped'/><title type='text'>Vamped...along with other things</title><content type='html'>Can I just say, I love the book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vamped &lt;/span&gt;by Lucienne Diver.  It's spectacularly campy and just a fun read.  Check out the author's site &lt;a href="http://www.luciennediver.com/vamped.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  She's quite entertaining, and I loved the interview I read the other day about the book.  If you like Buffy, or if you like teen fiction, you'll love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the new television series Vampire Diaries, based on the books by LJ Smith, starts in Sept.  Can't wait!  I might actually have to get one of those converter things so I can watch this one...or maybe I'll watch it online, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And third, Jimmy Choo for H&amp;amp;M?  Divine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS For those of you worried about R-Patz after his taxi issue yesterday, don't worry.  He didn't actually get hit, it was just a close call.  Newsflash: walking in the street in NYC is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always &lt;/span&gt;a close call, haha.  Could have been worse...it coulda been a bus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-1766068365247424486?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1766068365247424486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=1766068365247424486' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1766068365247424486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1766068365247424486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/vampedalong-with-other-things.html' title='Vamped...along with other things'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-8329585363579462578</id><published>2009-06-18T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T10:18:24.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='london'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craziness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><title type='text'>Rain Rain Rain</title><content type='html'>In NYC, it has rained 13 out of 17 days this month.  At this point, I'm doubting the existence of summer, and possibly even New York.  I imagine that I am somewhere in London, delusionally believing in a place called America, where there is free speech and a Starbucks on every corner, and my poor imagination is too crippled to come up with something as exciting as Starbucks delivery service. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of this fantasy world in my head and lack of creativity is further proved by the fact that the radio only plays 10 songs a day, even though I know that other songs exist, and somehow I manage to survive for over a month at a time without grocery shopping.  My stock of mac and cheese, pizza rolls, pop tarts and cheerios seem to magically replenish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only proof I have that I'm not crazy?  My suspicion of my own craziness.  After all, the insane can't see their insanity, can they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if scientists prove that crazy people know it, I'm done for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-8329585363579462578?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/8329585363579462578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=8329585363579462578' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/8329585363579462578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/8329585363579462578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/rain-rain-rain.html' title='Rain Rain Rain'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-9368381157641249</id><published>2009-06-17T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T08:46:32.103-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awkwardness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moments'/><title type='text'>Side Note</title><content type='html'>Side Note: I could totally write a book about awkward moments in my life, I'm realizing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-9368381157641249?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/9368381157641249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=9368381157641249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/9368381157641249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/9368381157641249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/side-note.html' title='Side Note'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-1548221402252973902</id><published>2009-06-17T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T08:43:22.088-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='principals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walter Cronkite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr. Mac'/><title type='text'>Dead in the Gym</title><content type='html'>Damn.  I was doing sooooo well with the posting everyday, and then we got to the weekend.  It was a pretty busy weekend for me, what with my little sister graduating from high school and some other family stuff going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Friday night was incredibly fun.  It was the night of my sister's graduation, and someone made the mistake of allowing my brother and I to sit together.  This would have been fine, except for 2 things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  My brother and I are supremely loud and obnoxious when we get together.&lt;br /&gt;2.  We've only seen each other twice this year, making us even louder and more obnoxious than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, I felt that we were very well behaved until they got to the awards announcements.  My sister won an athletic achievement award, which came with a small scholarship named for the school's former athletic director.  Having attended the same school, I knew the story behind the scholarship and turned to my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He died in the gym, you know."  I whispered.&lt;br /&gt;"You're making that up." He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another kid got a scholarship named for Mr. Mac, another man who died in the gym.  This one I didn't know about, but it was ok, because the principal &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;announced &lt;/span&gt;it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The last two scholarships have been in memory of two members of our beloved faculty.  Actually, here's an interesting fact for you.  Did you know that they both died in the gym?" She asked, as though she was saying that corn grows on farms or something equally obvious and unimportant.  "I will always remember that day...and then the other day.   They will both live on in my memory forever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you serious?!  What a way to end the graduation ceremony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after, we were waiting outside for my sister to be done with the yearbook signing and the hugs and photos, and I saw a familiar face.  It was Mr. Mac!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMG," I whispered to my brother, "isn't he supposed to be dead?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, one of my former teachers overheard and corrected me.  It was a different Mr. Mac that died in the gym...apparently there are quite a few Mr. Mac's around here.  Either way, I wasn't the kid from the Sixth Sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the end of that chapter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-1548221402252973902?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1548221402252973902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=1548221402252973902' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1548221402252973902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1548221402252973902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/dead-in-gym.html' title='Dead in the Gym'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-9051488021080329145</id><published>2009-06-12T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T07:11:00.599-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foolishness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elves'/><title type='text'>Feeling Blonde</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, before my trek home, I stopped by the library.  Now let me preface this story by saying that in NYC, if you reserve a library book, the magical library elves shelve it next to the front desk based on the final four digits of your library card.  So I went to the shelves, took out my keys (as I have a library card attached to my keys), and went looking for my books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to where my library books were supposed to be, there was...nothing.  A gaping hole between the number before and the one about 50 after me.  Surely the magical library elves didn't get it wrong, I thought to myself.  Damn them!  They should go back to making shoes for that man in that story!  I could use some beautiful shoes (but that is another story entirely).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I scanned and scoured the shelves, sure that I was making some critical error, and that the book was really and truly there.  I stood watching, trying to ESP the book out of it's position slightly so I would notice it. Finally, the ever so helpful librarian lady asks me if I need any assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why yes, I said.  I have requested a book and it is not here...I received the email and everything.  The email fairy told me that the book would be here until June 13th (Mary Kate and Ashley's birthday), but it's only the 11th and it is already gone.  It's like it disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The librarian gave me that patronizing smile of hers and said, we sort the library books by the last four digits of your library card.  I was momentarily taken aback...was she in cahoots with the elves?  Were they really not elves at all, but hobbit-like faux humans intent on educating the masses?  And why was she telling me this when she could clearly see that I was looking at my library card?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refrained from the first two questions, but I told her that I already knew the way books were sorted.  However, I was looking at my library card, and I still could not find the book.  Could she be of some assistance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out she could.  She looks at me and says, that's not your library card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I roll my eyes.  How could she possibly be so stu-...oh.  She's right.  It's not my library card.  It's my gym membership card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to recover my wits, I say, sorry, it's Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gives me the patronizing smile again, but says nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that it's only Thursday.  Damn.  Why don't the voices in my head ever say anything when I need them to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing it off, I say, it just goes to show how often I use my gym membership.  She laughs too, but I feel like she is laughing at me.  I wonder if it's against the law to smack a hobbit upside the head for pissing you off.  Are there laws against assaulting fictional characters?  Probably not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She checks out my book, and I exit the library, feeling impossibly small and infinitely stupider than when I arrived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Disclaimer: No animals, hobbits, elves or librarians were harmed in the making of this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-9051488021080329145?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/9051488021080329145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=9051488021080329145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/9051488021080329145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/9051488021080329145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/feeling-blonde.html' title='Feeling Blonde'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-6304062877962904091</id><published>2009-06-11T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T08:59:00.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wither&apos;s Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body snatching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy boyfriends'/><title type='text'>Wither's Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gshw.net/images/WithersRain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 475px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.gshw.net/images/WithersRain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just read this absolutely fabulous book called &lt;em&gt;Wither's Rain.&lt;/em&gt;  It's the sequel to &lt;em&gt;Wither&lt;/em&gt;, by John Passarella.  I never read the first one: as a matter of fact,  I never even really intended to read the second one.  I just happened to be passing through the &lt;a href="http://www.strandbooks.com/"&gt;Strand&lt;/a&gt; and it was on sale for 48 cents, so I bought it.  One of the best investments of the spring, I'll tell you that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While it was an incredible book, it left me wondering something.  Why is it, in every sci-fi/fantasy/horror novel that has a body snatching beast, does the person whose body is snatched have to be killed in order to defeat the monster?  It hardly seems fair.  Nobody asked the black slime creature to climb up into their nose or in their eye sockets and other facial orifices and take over their every thought, motion, their entire being.  Yet there's hardly a story where the snatched recovers her body and moves on with her life.  She's just trapped in her body, unable to take control...to move, to breathe, to even think in some cases.  Kinda sucks, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you know what?  It's almost better than if you were the heroine.  You know what I mean.  If you're the one whose body is taken over, or possessed if you will, you don't have to fight.  No one around you gets hurt or killed because they care about you.  And even if they do, you don't know.  It doesn't matter.  You've ceased to exist, while the heroine crawls into a corner to cry over her losses.  She's left putting back together the pieces of her shattered life and you are...nothing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus evil always has the sexy boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-6304062877962904091?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6304062877962904091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=6304062877962904091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6304062877962904091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6304062877962904091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/withers-rain.html' title='Wither&apos;s Rain'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-6705935725522711221</id><published>2009-06-10T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:16:18.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snakeskin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fergie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly'/><title type='text'>Umm, say what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SjCS2fITgBI/AAAAAAAAADk/wKdPXSDG6dA/s1600-h/fergie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345934222455701522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SjCS2fITgBI/AAAAAAAAADk/wKdPXSDG6dA/s400/fergie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fergie's snakeskin is peeling off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wait, she looks like that on purpose?  Could have fooled me.  I do love those shoes though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-6705935725522711221?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6705935725522711221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=6705935725522711221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6705935725522711221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6705935725522711221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/umm-say-what.html' title='Umm, say what?'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SjCS2fITgBI/AAAAAAAAADk/wKdPXSDG6dA/s72-c/fergie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-53413413690499537</id><published>2009-06-10T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T14:38:00.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free rice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemistry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intelligence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='languages'/><title type='text'>Smarty Pants</title><content type='html'>Want to put your intelligence to good use?  Click &lt;a href="http://freerice.com/index.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and play Free Rice, a game that gives food to the hungry with every question you get right.  And even if you're not a vocab whiz, you can do some good.  Go to subjects and you can choose from chemistry, languages, art, math, english, and geography. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So quit reading and go learn something :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-53413413690499537?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/53413413690499537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=53413413690499537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/53413413690499537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/53413413690499537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/smarty-pants.html' title='Smarty Pants'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-1248706038559682838</id><published>2009-06-09T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T18:35:21.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='if i fail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimmy fallon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zack morris'/><title type='text'>If I Fail</title><content type='html'>These are the some of the words to a beautiful song by Cartel. I love their music, especially this song, aptly entitled "If I Fail."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If you feel the same way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then how can we be friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He's right you know, we can't go on like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And oh I'd try to give you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And if I fail, well then I fail, but at least I gave you something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I could put my trust in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Giving up the heart - it makes the difference,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And how can you afford to settle down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When I, I would promise to love you now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but I would lovingly let you down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'll be honest with you here for a minute. I believe that this is my outlook on life, and relationships in general. I'm not saying that I believe that I'm going to let everyone I've ever met down, but I don't feel like it's a bad thing to try something, even if you don't succeed. We may have tried to be friends and it didn't really work out...that's ok. If we tried to date and that didn't work out, that's ok too. I'm not stressing it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear me out. I'm not talking about half-assing it and being all "oh, guess it just wasn't meant to be," but if you seriously put your best into something and it doesn't work out, then how can you hold it against yourself? You probably learned some valuable lessons, and you had some good times. Maybe it's a little cold or callous to say that when you're talking about someone who once meant a lot to you, but it's the truth. At least for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other part, the part about lovingly letting you down, that part's true for me too, at least as far as dating relationships go. I'm not much for commitment. Commitment is too much like parole for me. There is no reason for me to check in and let you know what I'm doing and where I'm going on a regular basis. I didn't do anything wrong, so you should trust me to be out without you or you knowing my schedule 24/7. Sorry, that's just not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's a whole 'nother story. So for now, I leave you with this: good times are never wasted times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a good time, click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SImUrVA-N9A"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-1248706038559682838?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1248706038559682838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=1248706038559682838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1248706038559682838'/><link rel='self' 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&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4AzVMztloLw"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For fans of none of the above, you &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/results?search_type=&amp;amp;search_query=i+get+that+a+lot+jessica+simpson&amp;amp;aq=0&amp;amp;oq=i+get+that+a+lot+jessi"&gt;lose&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-4507491410901544865?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4507491410901544865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=4507491410901544865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/4507491410901544865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/4507491410901544865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-get-that-lot.html' title='I Get That a Lot'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-6238455243914853149</id><published>2009-06-06T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:15:51.922-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Columbus Circle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fangoria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Marsters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fangocon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris Hilton'/><title type='text'>Like A Waterfall</title><content type='html'>When it rains, it pours, or so they say.  I'm not sure who this "they" is, but the saying seems to be correct nonetheless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was one of those crazy days that happen only in New York, and only to spastic people like me.  It started off simply enough.  I woke up, showered, ate some lunch (since I slept past noon - it's the weekend, c'mon) read a little bit.  Then I decided that my routine was way too boring for a Saturday, especially a beautiful Saturday in the city. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me preface this story with some background information.  Last week, my boss asked me to proofread her blog about design week.  She'd attended some event at the Javits Center.  In proofreading, I googled the Javits Center to make sure she spelled the name right (she didn't) and found myself on the page for Fangocon NYC, hosted by Fangoria.   Among those participating in the festivities was James Marsters, best known for his role as Spike on Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be perfectly frank with you right now: I love this man.  I mean, not love him for real, I understand he plays a fictional character on television, and he's probably twice my age.  But I have a lot of respect for him.  He was in 3 of my favorite TV shows, had a band I obsessed over, and is just so damn cute.  I'm not saying I think I'm the next Mrs. Marsters, because hey, never met the guy and usually that's a prerequisite for true love, but when it comes to him, I do tend to get a little fangirly.  Must be the hair :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, other than Buffy and Angel, I'm not that big into horror.  I like the Twilight series and most vampire stuff in general, but the whole Freddy Kruegger thing (if I even spelled that right) scares the hell out of me...in a not so good way.  I try to avoid it for the most part.  But I was willing to go anyway, if only to catch a glimpse of the illustrious former vamp.  And I was willing to pay the relatively cheap conference price for the day in order to attend his concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as luck would have it, I didn't have to!  The concert was not part of the event, so you didn't need to have a convention ticket to go, meaning that I was able to skip the scariness in full AND save money.  Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was incredible!  James sang a bunch of awesome songs, including one that he'd only performed in public once before, based on a movie he was in.  He interacted with the crowd too.  At the very beginning, he told us all that we seemed so far away and asked us to move our seats closer to him.  There was a little bit of an issue with the speakers and some feedback, but it was an all-around amazing experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was right after the speakers failed the second time.  James was taking a break from playing while some guy tried to fix it, and a member of the audience asked what kind of guitar he had.  He took a minute to explain that his Gibson had been drop-kicked by accident or something like that, and mentioned that a fan had given him this guitar and that he took it all over the world.  At this point, a lady in the front row started sobbing.  It turns out she'd given it to him, and he thanked her again and told her how much he loved it.  It's always nice when a fan gets to talk to someone they like so much, isn't it?  The rest of his performance was very smooth and I bought his CD, &lt;em&gt;Like A Waterfall&lt;/em&gt;.  I'm not disappointed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the event (and a phone call to my mother letting her know she is now forgiven from banning me from going to London to see him in concert while I was still in high school) I hit up Starbucks and started to walk home.  I wasn't planning to walk the whole way, but I always enjoy mocking tourists at Times Square for not knowing how to avoid the comedy club promoters, so I thought it would be amusing.  On my way, I saw a woman driving a jeep.  But not just any jeep.  This was the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BARBIE&lt;/span&gt; jeep.  I kid you not, it was bright pink with the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BARBIE&lt;/span&gt; logo on the side.  I only wish I had managed to get a pic before she barrelled through the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that would be the most exciting thing on my walk, I put away my camera and headed uptown.  I'd made it to about 43rd when I saw a familiar face attached to a freakishly tall and thin body.  Yup, it was definitely Paris Hilton, sans any BFF.  She should really give that show a third try.  I know the second one's not over yet, but they're probably done taping it right?  So wouldn't you think she'd have some BFF arm candy or something?  She was with another girl, but it seemed more follower than friendship.  Perhaps another "hungry tiger" on the loose.  And may I just say, if you have to make a TV show to find a BFF, maybe you should be eaten by a hungry tiger?  Just a thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up walking to Columbus Circle, where I took some fabulous pics of the fountains.  I love those fountains, with the steps and the lights.  So beautiful.  It was the perfect way to end the perfect night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-6238455243914853149?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6238455243914853149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=6238455243914853149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6238455243914853149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6238455243914853149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/like-waterfall.html' title='Like A Waterfall'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-4188047356193522105</id><published>2009-06-05T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:55:04.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Last Emperor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hillary Clinton'/><title type='text'>Rainy Days and Laziness</title><content type='html'>Normally, I am a big fan of rain.  I love rain.  I love the smell of it, the fresh clean feeling of being washed clean, the sound of it falling on the roof.  I love the fact that it makes the grass grow, and it allows flowers to blossom, and that we can now eat amazing fruits and vegetables (preferably in ice cream sundaes and burritos) because of it.  What can I say, it's the farmgirl in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this, I am usually pretty forgiving of the bad things that come along with rain.  The squishy shoes, the people who don't know how to walk without hitting someone in the face with the edge of their umbrella, it's all not a big deal.  But you know what is a big deal?  Having a melting wall!  Yes, that's right, my room has a leak.  And now the paint is slowly sliding down the wall, my bed is in the center of my room, and my mattress is finally dry after about 30 minutes of blow-drying it.  For real, my wall is drooping more than Hillary Clinton's face.  Gotta call the landlord this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In slightly more exciting news, my boss took us to the movies during work today to see &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Valentino: The Last Emperor&lt;/span&gt;.  Despite my career in fashion, I really know nothing about haute couture, so I had no idea what the movie was about until we got there.  It was surprisingly good, although I do have to admit that my favorite part was the Fandango bag commercial.  But &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Valentino&lt;/span&gt; is the most divalicious man on the face of the planet.  He pays someone to brush his dogs' teeth.  You can tell it's going to be a good movie when his lover Giancarlo asks him who should be watching him and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Valentino&lt;/span&gt; responds "Everyone!"  And the most priceless line ever: "Those bannisters are terrible.  They remind me of Macy's."  Epic Win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only hope that someday I will be rich enough to threaten not to come to my own party if someone doesn't move the bathrooms.  Yeah, right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-4188047356193522105?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4188047356193522105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=4188047356193522105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/4188047356193522105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/4188047356193522105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/rainy-days-and-laziness.html' title='Rainy Days and Laziness'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-6232508464721546770</id><published>2009-06-04T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:28:10.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunglasses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cell phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupidity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cabs'/><title type='text'>Cabs in NYC</title><content type='html'>The only thing worse then having to take the subway at 1 in the morning when you are just leaving work is leaving something in a cab in NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow managed to lose both my cell and my shades in a cab last night after Gen Art, a huge sample sale that took place at 7W.  Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, the cab driver answered my phone and told my friend I could get it tonight at 8, which explains why I am still at work, waiting for the phone to ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like Perez and snack food at the office tonight.  Super exciting :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-6232508464721546770?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6232508464721546770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=6232508464721546770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6232508464721546770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6232508464721546770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/cabs-in-nyc.html' title='Cabs in NYC'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-6303159846734540281</id><published>2009-06-02T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:02:00.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in'/><title type='text'>Fashion Forward</title><content type='html'>Tips for the summer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plaid&lt;br /&gt;metallic sandals&lt;br /&gt;hot pink nail polish&lt;br /&gt;neons in any form&lt;br /&gt;maxi dresses&lt;br /&gt;jumpers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leggings without long shirts, giving everyone full view of your camel toe&lt;br /&gt;black nail polish (sorry Glambert)&lt;br /&gt;sleeves&lt;br /&gt;denim minis (this year is all about the shorts, ladies - bermudas, short shorts, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;tranny makeup&lt;br /&gt;and, for those of us who live in the city, clothing in general is out, as it is already like a million degrees&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-6303159846734540281?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6303159846734540281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=6303159846734540281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6303159846734540281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6303159846734540281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/fashion-forward.html' title='Fashion Forward'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-3676537629506264481</id><published>2009-06-01T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:15:00.273-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mix tapes'/><title type='text'>Summer Mix Tape</title><content type='html'>After my wonderful roadtrip, I took a few minutes to compile a mix tape for the next time (hopefully this summer)...here's how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  The Best of Me - The Starting Line&lt;br /&gt;2.  When the Day Met the Night - Panic at the Disco&lt;br /&gt;3.  Sex and Candy - Marcy Playground&lt;br /&gt;4.  Church of Hot Addiction - Cobra Starship&lt;br /&gt;5.  If You Seek Amy - Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;6.  Rumored Nights - The Academy Is...&lt;br /&gt;7.  Does Your Cat Have a Mustache - The Format&lt;br /&gt;8.  Lovesong - The Cure&lt;br /&gt;9.  Make Out Kids - Motion City Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;10.  X-Ray - Black Lab&lt;br /&gt;11.  Ok, I Believe You But My Tommy Gun Don't - Brand New&lt;br /&gt;12.  We Both Go Down Together - The Decemberists&lt;br /&gt;13.  Don't Push Love Away - The Juliana Theory&lt;br /&gt;14.  Mistakes We Knew We Were Making - Mae&lt;br /&gt;15.  I Remember Me - This Day and Age&lt;br /&gt;16.  Perfect Sonnet  - Bright Eyes&lt;br /&gt;17.  This Aint A Surfin Movie - Minus the Bear&lt;br /&gt;18.  Hey Baby - No Doubt&lt;br /&gt;19.  Break it Off - Sean Paul&lt;br /&gt;20.  Our Time Now - Plain White T's&lt;br /&gt;21.  The Richest Kids in Town - This is Ivy League&lt;br /&gt;22.  Echo - Trapt&lt;br /&gt;23.  Ocean Avenue - Yellowcard&lt;br /&gt;24.  That Green Gentleman (Things Have Changed) - Panic at the Disco&lt;br /&gt;25.  7 Weeks  - Gym Class Heroes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-3676537629506264481?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3676537629506264481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=3676537629506264481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/3676537629506264481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/3676537629506264481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-mix-tape.html' title='Summer Mix Tape'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-3505976375207325953</id><published>2009-06-01T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T07:57:17.650-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fire safety'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iced coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elevators'/><title type='text'>Fire Drill</title><content type='html'>So apparently at my office building, when they have a fire drill, you are supposed to wait by the elevators and listen to a lecture about how to exit the building safely.  Some of us (I won't name any names...cough *me* cough) thought that the people waiting by the elevators were really dumb, because aren't you supposed to take the stairs in case of a fire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon returning from our iced coffee run (isn't that what fire drills are for?), my office-mates and I were stopped in our tracks by the building super, who wanted to know why we skipped out on mandatory fire safety lessons.  My excuse?  "Oh, that's what that was.  I was wondering why nobody was leaving."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part?  Some guy walks out the door to one of the other offices, walks halfway to the stairs and goes, "Eh, I don't really actually work here," then turns around and goes back to the room he came from. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go, buddy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-3505976375207325953?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3505976375207325953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=3505976375207325953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/3505976375207325953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/3505976375207325953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/fire-drill.html' title='Fire Drill'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-5411681845031641277</id><published>2009-05-31T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:03:54.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fried oreos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chapter 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mountain jam'/><title type='text'>An Exercise in Spontaneity</title><content type='html'>"What are you doing this weekend?" My good friend asked me on Thursday night.  I didn't have any plans, so I agreed to go with her to Mountain Jam.  Now, let me put it this way.  We live in NYC.  Mountain Jam, as the name clearly states, is in the mountains.  What mountain range is near NYC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right...none.  The closest are probably the Peekskills and the Catskills.  But neither is exactly right around the corner here.  And we both had to work on Friday.  So around 7:30, I finished up at work, and we began our long trek toward Albany. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in order to go to upstate New York, you apparently have to go into New Jersey.  Not just anywhere in New Jersey either, but right near Secaucus, which is the reason that 99.9% of people outside of NJ think it smells like ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus begins our voyage.  After a few tunnels, twists and turns, we make our way to what we assumed would be a fairly short stretch of our trip, taking a road from exit 15 to 20.  After about 15 minutes on the road, when we still haven't found exit 16, I take a closer look at the directions.  For real?  To go 5 exits, it was 70 miles!!!  No lie!  The only change in scenery the entire time was that at one point, there was a Target truck in front of us and the rest of the time, there was nothing.  Or on rare occasions, another car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we eventually make it to the end of the road, find our exit and get off the highway.  Whew.  After a quick stop at McDonalds, we return to what is supposed to be the easy part of our journey.  One more quick turn, and then we go straight until we hit it, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong.  The directions end, leaving us in the middle of nowhere.  So we call a friend who was already at Mountain Jam and ask which way we are supposed to go.  After several U-turns in people's driveways and a bit of confusion with a lodge sign stating "Mountain Jam" even though it clearly wasn't where we were supposed to be, we finally made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In hindsight, it sounds terribly unhappy.  But once we parked in the farthest parking spot ever, wandered to the VIP tent for our passes (courtesy of a good friend) and made it into the festival, we realized that Mountain Jam was the greatest idea ever.  Now don't get me wrong, I love me some hippies and all that, but I was more excited about being in the mecca of fried foods than the mountain/camping thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first sight I saw after we walked in was a giant sign glistening in the air, screaming my name.  Well, it actually said "deep fried oreos," but still...I had to go.  After a quick detour to thank my lovely friend who got us passes, I made my way straight over to the most delicious food I've ever tasted and handed over half of what was in my wallet for a slice of fried heaven.  Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping was next on the agenda.  We showed up to see Eric Krasno and Chapter 2, so we had until approximately 1 in the morning until we had someplace to be.  Or 2 in the morning.  Whatev, it was late.  An old man asked my friend and I to buy our dads little jars to store their drugs in for Father's Day.  We both passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shopping, my friend and I worked our way over to the venue where we were going to see Chapter 2.  We had these nifty access passes, so we were allowed to enter the venue 2 hours early, and just kind of hang out, ie nap.  There isn't really a comfortable way to sleep on a stone floor, but we managed...sort of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say, Chapter 2's show was INCREDIBLE!  I'd never heard them play before, but they were the highlight of my weekend (sorry, deep fried oreos, you lose).  Of course, this could just be because I saw them play not once, but twice (they played Saturday night at Sullivan Hall - phenom!).  They even had guest appearances from George Porter, Jr. (premier bass player of New Orleans) and Warren Haynes of the Allman Brothers Band.  It was sensational!  And it was freaking awesome to see so many people at their show.  There was even this girl with no pants that got up and danced onstage, until she was escorted off.  Tres amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we had to be home early the next (read: that) morning, we headed out shortly after the show ended.  Everyone was really tired, so we took a nap in the parking lot of the same McDonalds, and then drove back to NJ to NYC.  Aside from some pastries, Red Bull and a close call with the cops, it was a fairly uneventful trip home.  We didn't get lost (well, maybe a little) and we made it back in plenty of time.  And then we all went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, my friends, is what I'd like to call a "Choose Your Own Adventure."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-5411681845031641277?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5411681845031641277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=5411681845031641277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/5411681845031641277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/5411681845031641277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/05/exercise-in-spontaneity.html' title='An Exercise in Spontaneity'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-1747583630847951514</id><published>2009-03-06T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:19:21.524-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neil gaiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awkward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter passing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frappuccinos'/><title type='text'>Starbucks = Love</title><content type='html'>Today is definitely a day for frappuccinos.  It's soooo warm out!  Hopefully this means winter will be ending soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I &lt;3 Neil Gaiman.  Can't wait to see Coraline!  Stardust was pretty great too, although I liked the book a little better...but maybe I'm just a nerd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the best ever.  I was standing in the subway, waiting for my train, when this man who was playing the guitar began to sing Death Cab for Cutie's "I Will Follow You Into the Dark."  And he was singing and playing WELL, a rare occurrence these days (at least in the subway).  I was very excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other happy things: tax refunds, bosses who take week-long vacations, "Does Your Cat Have a Moustache" by the Format and my newest obsession, www.smartprettyandawkward.com.  Check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-1747583630847951514?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1747583630847951514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=1747583630847951514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1747583630847951514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1747583630847951514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/03/starbucks-love.html' title='Starbucks = Love'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-8004493071963972115</id><published>2009-02-13T11:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T11:13:09.970-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday the 13th'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gambit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wolverine'/><title type='text'>&lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img141.imageshack.us/img141/6317/gambit1hk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 525px; height: 700px;" src="http://img141.imageshack.us/img141/6317/gambit1hk1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Friday the 13th!  Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there are rumors floating around that Gambit is going to be in the new Wolverine movie.  Hopefully, this time he really will be in it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-8004493071963972115?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/8004493071963972115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=8004493071963972115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/8004493071963972115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/8004493071963972115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/3-3-3.html' title='&lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-3471258889348150554</id><published>2009-01-26T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T22:01:32.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lonely Road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ComicCon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RJA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Better Pray'/><title type='text'>Last One, I Swear</title><content type='html'>Ok, so one last thing: Red Jumpsuit Apparatus has a new album that should be out on Feb 3rd.  So excited!  I saw the video for "You Better Pray" last night and it was very enjoyable.  Unfortunately, Elias (the guitarist) left the group.  Whatev.  The song still sounded good to me.  Anyway, I can't wait for Lonely Road.  Then we've got ComicCon and Bamboozle and all sorts of other great things to look forward to...I'm super thrilled!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-3471258889348150554?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3471258889348150554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=3471258889348150554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/3471258889348150554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/3471258889348150554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-one-i-swear.html' title='Last One, I Swear'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-2214943611140419703</id><published>2009-01-26T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T21:52:15.738-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taran noah smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home improvement'/><title type='text'>Blast from the Past</title><content type='html'>Just in case you were wondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taran Noah Smith (the youngest kid from Home Improvement) does not in fact own a vegan cart in the streets of New York City.  I know, I know, you've probably seen Jared, who works at Barnes and Noble's and totally looks like a grown up version of this kid, who has been spouting this lie, but it's so not true.  Nope, this kid is way better off than that.  He runs a vegan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Studio City&lt;/span&gt;, that he used to share with his wife, until the divorce.  She was about a million years old, he was like 12 when they got married.  Ok, total exaggeration.  I think he was 17 and she was probably in her mid-thirties.  To be honest, I kind of like the idea of him running a falafel stand on 8th street better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you wanted to know what happened to Jared from Zoom?  Don't ask.  It's sad.  But Zoey goes to NYU, or so I've heard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-2214943611140419703?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2214943611140419703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=2214943611140419703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/2214943611140419703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/2214943611140419703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/blast-from-past.html' title='Blast from the Past'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-1351168742886104929</id><published>2009-01-26T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T21:37:02.409-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kung fu panda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='florida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack black'/><title type='text'>Newest Obsession</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the Chinese New Year (yay, it is now the year of the Ox!!!) and it's only fitting that my newest obsession is Asian inspired.  I rang in the New Year watching the greatest movie ever set in China...that's right, I'm talking about Kung Fu Panda! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For real, not only is Kung Fu Panda funny, with an all-star cast, but what other movie with ever teach you that a duck can have a panda as a biological son?  None.  Ever.  Epic Win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially back in NY now :)  The Florida weather was nice, and my friend's wedding was beautiful!!! but I'm so glad to be back for good.  And I don't have any cavities!  Talk about great oral feng shui. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all I have to do is clean my room, and all will be right in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-1351168742886104929?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1351168742886104929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=1351168742886104929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1351168742886104929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1351168742886104929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/newest-obsession.html' title='Newest Obsession'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-2029725622330113616</id><published>2009-01-13T20:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:20:54.903-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesomeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tshirts'/><title type='text'>Katy Perry?</title><content type='html'>Or is this better?  Click &lt;a href="http://www.customizedgirl.com/design/7e2d8164dbaf7bfcf01b7acd6f6c6d51_721794"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see my new favorite Twilight Tee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-2029725622330113616?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2029725622330113616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=2029725622330113616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/2029725622330113616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/2029725622330113616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/katy-perry.html' title='Katy Perry?'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-3874824533378145463</id><published>2009-01-13T20:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:09:54.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe...</title><content type='html'>I'll write a fanfic about what happened to Deborah and Nick after the books ended.  Just maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-3874824533378145463?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3874824533378145463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=3874824533378145463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/3874824533378145463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/3874824533378145463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/maybe.html' title='Maybe...'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-1360150122850241427</id><published>2009-01-13T19:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:07:25.084-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the secret circle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lj smith'/><title type='text'>The Secret Circle</title><content type='html'>So I just finished reading this series called "The Secret Circle" and I have to say, I'm pretty impressed.  LJ Smith is probably one of the most underrated YA novelists.  I thought the Vampire Diaries were very well written, and that was back before I realized that they came out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; the Twilight series, meaning that they were also mostly original (and leading me to believe that Stephenie Meyer is not as ignorant of vampire lore as she says she is...hmm).  The Secret Circle series was even better, although I'm a little disappointed about the way it ends.  Nick and Deborah are my two favorite characters in this series, and I felt like they could have used some more time in the spotlight.  Especially Nick.  I also thought that Adam was totally boring and kind of a pansy, whereas Nick was more of a man.  But I guess totally boring and pansy-ish is in nowadays.  At least in the literary world.  In a world where Bella Swan would have picked Edward Cullen over trying for Jasper Hale...yes, boring and pansy-ish is definitely the latest trend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, God, do not let me write about lame boys.  Oh, and none of that "the bad guy is your father" crap either.  So overdone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to recap: my next book is going to be about a girl who dates the dullest guy on the planet and finds out that her dad is evil.  Not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-1360150122850241427?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1360150122850241427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=1360150122850241427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1360150122850241427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1360150122850241427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/secret-circle.html' title='The Secret Circle'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-7821296651338111140</id><published>2009-01-11T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:15:22.506-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flasks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack Daniels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachel'/><title type='text'>After the last few days...</title><content type='html'>I believe there is a bottle of Jack Daniel's with my name on it.  Seriously.  Or at the very least, there should be a flask of something or other in my purse when I wake up.  Tomorrow is not going to be good.  No no no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Rachel :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-7821296651338111140?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7821296651338111140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=7821296651338111140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/7821296651338111140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/7821296651338111140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/after-last-few-days.html' title='After the last few days...'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-7946589104663730841</id><published>2009-01-07T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:35:48.236-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil librarians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire academy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Shadow Kiss</title><content type='html'>PS I know, I'm a huge book nerd, but if you are into this whole Twilight obsession, you should check out the Vampire Academy series.  I have loved it from the beginning, but book 3 was just released and I may die of curiosity before the next one comes out in July.  Shadow Kiss, the third installment, was one of the most masterful YA series novels that I have read in a long time.  Everything about it was just spot on.  The pacing...the character development was flawless.  I won't spoil it for you, but it doesn't look like there is a happy ending in store for ANYONE in the series :(  I don't know how Richelle Mead is going to write her way out of this one, and with only 2 books left, but if anyone can do it, it would be her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also recommended: The Bean Trees, Ink Exchange and Jonathan Strange &amp;amp; Mr. Norrell.  Time to put that library card to good use (just don't listen to the guy putting away books and put your books on the cart by the door.  That is not the RETURNS cart, it's the GIVEAWAY cart.  And then you owe the library $90 and your soul.  True story.) or even your CC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-7946589104663730841?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7946589104663730841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=7946589104663730841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/7946589104663730841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/7946589104663730841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/shadow-kiss.html' title='Shadow Kiss'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-6039214493415731142</id><published>2009-01-07T20:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:18:35.725-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saved by the Bell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Moon'/><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>It's only been the new year for a few days and already I have this feeling that it will be the best so far.  Saved by the Bell Marathons, paid vacation days, cake batter ice cream, and Taylor Lautner has been confirmed for New Moon, lol.  Yes, I lead a very shallow existence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, things are looking up this year.  It'll be my first full year living in NYC and New Year's Eve was certainly done right (pictures to come later).  The Blue Note = fabulous.  Their french fries = even better.  People bringing takeout into a $20-50 a meal restaurant eating out of Styrofoam and getting yelled at by waiters?  Awesome.  Strangers from Philly coming up and asking to take their picture with your non-famous friend because she is dating the bassist, who is an incredible musician, but also not famous?  BEST EVER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, this is the year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-6039214493415731142?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6039214493415731142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=6039214493415731142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6039214493415731142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6039214493415731142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-7149627610206900479</id><published>2008-12-23T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T08:49:41.320-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thunder cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><title type='text'>Thundercats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dimitrisnowden.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/thundercats1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 290px;" src="http://dimitrisnowden.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/thundercats1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What is this?  They're making a Thundercats movie!!!!!  Yes, it's true.  Come 2010, you will be able to enjoy the antics of Lion-O, Panthro, and Tygra on the big screen!  If you want to check out a fan made trailer starring Brad Pitt, Vin Diesel, Gigi Edgely and Hugh Jackman on &lt;a href="http://justjared.buzznet.com/2008/12/22/thundercats-the-movie-trailer/"&gt;Just Jared&lt;/a&gt;.  Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-7149627610206900479?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7149627610206900479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=7149627610206900479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/7149627610206900479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/7149627610206900479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/thundercats.html' title='Thundercats'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-9045338680657283469</id><published>2008-12-21T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T14:41:54.429-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='couture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shirts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elephants'/><title type='text'>Remember?</title><content type='html'>Do you remember the absolutely beautiful elephant shirt that I said a million years ago that I was going to buy?  Well, guess what I did today?  I bought it!!!! I'm so excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-9045338680657283469?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/9045338680657283469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=9045338680657283469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/9045338680657283469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/9045338680657283469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/remember.html' title='Remember?'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-5386572331762036942</id><published>2008-12-17T12:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:30:30.271-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elephants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice sculptures'/><title type='text'>It Feels Like Christmas</title><content type='html'>Here are some Christmassy pictures, courtesy of BBC News.  Too cute! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/45307000/jpg/_45307213_466-1700-ice-sculp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 466px; height: 300px;" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/45307000/jpg/_45307213_466-1700-ice-sculp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An ice sculpture gallery in Finland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/45307000/jpg/_45307462_elephants_ap466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 466px; height: 300px;" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/45307000/jpg/_45307462_elephants_ap466.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elephants playing in the snow at the zoo in Switzerland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pictures like these make me happy it's winter.  Things that don't make me happy that it's winter?   Having to walk places in a snowstorm, The Little Drummer Boy, and black slush. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Days Til Christmas!&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/5678926538032035646-5386572331762036942?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5386572331762036942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=5386572331762036942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/5386572331762036942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/5386572331762036942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-feels-like-christmas.html' title='It Feels Like Christmas'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-5174656616433740599</id><published>2008-12-17T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T09:36:04.441-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john hardy'/><title type='text'>John Hardy is a Genius!</title><content type='html'>Look at how pretty this stuff is!  I especially love these 3 pieces.  And the item descriptions are amazing.  They give a brief glimpse into the life of the kind of person who would own these pieces.  Here is an example, as found on ruelala.com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She soaked in a Tequila Sunrise, and its glow soon warmed her skin, right down to the blossoming silver that clinked her glass."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www3.shopruelala.com//images/product/602050/6020505732_RLLG_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://www3.shopruelala.com//images/product/602050/6020505732_RLLG_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got it, that was for the ring, as seen above.  Now let's take a look at another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She has a passion for travel, and these earrings take her from St. Lucia's enticing blue surf to St. Moritz's icy white slopes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www4.shopruelala.com//images/product/602050/6020505626_RLXL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://www4.shopruelala.com//images/product/602050/6020505626_RLXL.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Didn't that make you want to buy those earrings? I know I wanted them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the description for the bracelet, featured below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The gondola slipped through the water, but she was too enraptured with her new jewelry to notice the lovely village scenery.      "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www4.shopruelala.com//images/product/602050/6020505623_RLXL_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://www4.shopruelala.com//images/product/602050/6020505623_RLXL_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, on sale this stuff is still more than I make in a few weeks, but it's beautiful :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-5174656616433740599?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5174656616433740599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=5174656616433740599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/5174656616433740599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/5174656616433740599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/john-hardy-is-genius.html' title='John Hardy is a Genius!'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-1950951969069414358</id><published>2008-12-16T10:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T10:04:28.100-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jam'/><title type='text'>If I Ever Have A Baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.threadlesskids.com//product/672/view_baby_hoodsie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 425px;" src="http://media.threadlesskids.com//product/672/view_baby_hoodsie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...it will wear this.  Too bad I don't want children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-1950951969069414358?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1950951969069414358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=1950951969069414358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1950951969069414358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1950951969069414358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-i-ever-have-baby.html' title='If I Ever Have A Baby...'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-671693996228276200</id><published>2008-12-12T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:10:27.770-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the myth of me and you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glove love'/><title type='text'>Also</title><content type='html'>Two more things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I would highly recommend that you read "The Myth of Me and You."  A good friend lent it to me, and I absolutely LOVED it!  It was a compelling storyline, with an incredible twist.  My only complaint is that it ended too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  After having seen many people wearing elbow length gloves, I'm actually considering getting myself a pair.  They look so warm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-671693996228276200?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/671693996228276200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=671693996228276200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/671693996228276200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/671693996228276200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/also.html' title='Also'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-1484580714139599723</id><published>2008-12-12T14:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:55:52.544-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Yurman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Necklaces'/><title type='text'>A Thing of Beauty</title><content type='html'>If I had a million dollars, I would buy this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www2.shopruelala.com//images/product/602050/6020509190_RLXL_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://www2.shopruelala.com//images/product/602050/6020509190_RLXL_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so it's not a million dollars, but it costs more than my NYC rent.  Need I say, it's more expensive than I can afford.  This is the David Yurman 18K &amp;amp; Silver Renaissance Collection Necklace.  It is amazing!!  I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if only I can find an estate manager in England to marry me, so I can actually afford to buy it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-1484580714139599723?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1484580714139599723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=1484580714139599723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1484580714139599723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1484580714139599723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/thing-of-beauty.html' title='A Thing of Beauty'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-2996959371063616204</id><published>2008-12-06T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T12:55:21.826-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic at the disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literary agencies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Work work work</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, it's been nearly a month since the last time I updated this blog.  I've been trying really hard to get around to it, and there's really no excuse, but I'll say this: I've been working a TON!  Not only have I had two sample sales in the last week, but I've been working on several personal projects, one of which is for a good friend.  Go check out her jewelry &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6284909"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other project is a lot more time consuming and, quite honestly, a lot harder.  Yes, that's right, I'm looking for a literary agent for my novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I may be a little ahead of myself, since my novel isn't exactly finished or anything, but the daunting task of actually sitting down to write every day would be a lot easier if I actually knew that something would come of it.  So I keep procrastinating, sitting down to write only to get distracted by the fact that my room needs to be cleaned, my best NYC friend wants to hang out, and that I don't really understand a single sentence on the newest Panic at the Disco CD, so why do I really like it so much anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like this research will only help in one area...I mean, eventually I would like to get back into the book publishing field.  Someday I may even open my own literary agency.  So really, the information I'm gleaning is doubly useful...yeah, that's what I keep telling myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of posting another poem on my other blog today, I'm going to sit down in my teeny, tiny little room with a cup of coffee and make it past 50,000 words on my manuscript.  That's my goal.  And if you see me out and about before I'm done, you have my permission to "slap my face off my face" (a quote I've picked up from a crazy fun coworker).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm done, I'm going to see THE LIFE, a musical put on at City College of New York.  Tell you how it is tomorrow :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-2996959371063616204?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2996959371063616204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=2996959371063616204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/2996959371063616204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/2996959371063616204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-know-i-know-its-been-nearly-month.html' title='Work work work'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-1657043019173270125</id><published>2008-11-10T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:00:22.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!</title><content type='html'>That's all I have to say about today :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go buy some groceries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-1657043019173270125?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1657043019173270125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=1657043019173270125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1657043019173270125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1657043019173270125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/11/booooooooooooooooo.html' title='BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-9062730283953796542</id><published>2008-11-06T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:00:13.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Fantastic :)</title><content type='html'>PS  Check &lt;a href="http://www.upi.com/Odd_News/2008/11/03/Teens_Fantastic_new_name_Super_long/UPI-90361225751268/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out.  I'm thinking of changing my name, too.  Maybe I'll be Princess Wonder Woman Supergirl Batgirl Hannah Montana Kim Possible Obama.  Yes, that's my new name.  No nicknames please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-9062730283953796542?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/9062730283953796542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=9062730283953796542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/9062730283953796542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/9062730283953796542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-fantastic.html' title='How Fantastic :)'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-7646665061037166369</id><published>2008-11-06T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T09:41:23.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranoid Much?</title><content type='html'>I've been waiting far too long to feel the sun on my back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining.  I'm at work.  Clearly I'm working hard, since I'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is go home, get some more coffee, listen to Santi, and write.  I love Santi.  It's by far the best TAI... CD.  This morning on the way to work, I listened to it for about the zillionth time, and realized that today, every emotion I'm feeling can be found in one song or another.  It's almost enough to make you think that William Beckett is secretly watching an advanced videotape of my life and has written songs specifically geared toward reaching me at this very moment.   I've been having a lot of those crazy theories about people watching me ever since reading "She's Come Undone" by Wally Lamb.  It made me a little paranoid.  I wouldn't advise reading it.  Definitely skip it in favor of "I Know This Much Is True."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I should probably get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's been a lifetime, a lifetime we've waited for.&lt;br /&gt;A simple question, kid, are you with me or not at all?&lt;br /&gt;Are we wasting time, or is it wasting us.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a lifetime waiting for now."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-7646665061037166369?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7646665061037166369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=7646665061037166369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/7646665061037166369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/7646665061037166369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/11/paranoid-much.html' title='Paranoid Much?'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-5262022496910386153</id><published>2008-10-31T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T15:13:12.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>Crash Mansion, anyone?  You should check it out :)  4 awesome bands are playing (3 of which I'm just assuming are awesome because I've never actually heard of them) and I'll be dressed like a pretty kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're staying in tonight, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dompotjTeIA"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;'s a little something for your enjoyment.  Trust me, if you're a Twilight fan, or even if you've just seen the trailer, it will make you laugh.  And if not, well, then, you can watch &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uLtE-HHAsNs&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.  And if you don't like that either, then, well, you're really boring and have a terrible sense of humor.  Sorry.  Nothing I can do for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-5262022496910386153?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5262022496910386153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=5262022496910386153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/5262022496910386153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/5262022496910386153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-1970688910245672056</id><published>2008-10-30T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T10:50:12.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DOOOOOOOOOOMMMOOOOOOOO'/><title type='text'>I'm Terrible</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SQnzwlU_dYI/AAAAAAAAADM/-0Q25q2BACU/s1600-h/domo9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SQnzwlU_dYI/AAAAAAAAADM/-0Q25q2BACU/s400/domo9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263005655538562434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Corey and me on a walk...hahahaha.  I'm so mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-1970688910245672056?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1970688910245672056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=1970688910245672056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1970688910245672056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1970688910245672056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-terrible.html' title='I&apos;m Terrible'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SQnzwlU_dYI/AAAAAAAAADM/-0Q25q2BACU/s72-c/domo9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-5804337943392883521</id><published>2008-10-29T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:27:53.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Office Antics</title><content type='html'>There are few people that I love more than the girls I work with in the office.  From sending me videos of a best man tripping and accidentally shoving the bride into a pool in her wedding dress to scheming up ways to entertain ourselves after work, they keep me entertained throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a tiny bit of our conversation from today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy: I had some Rachel's yogurt today.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Did it taste like Rachel?&lt;br /&gt;Mandy: I don't know. It was pomegranate acai flavored.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I wonder what flavor yogurt Rachel would be?&lt;br /&gt;Mandy: Why don't you ask her?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey Rachel, what flavor yogurt are you?&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: What?&lt;br /&gt;*filling Rachel in on conversation*&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: Boysenberry...no, blackberry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is why I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Yes, Rachel, you're famous :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-5804337943392883521?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5804337943392883521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=5804337943392883521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/5804337943392883521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/5804337943392883521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/10/there-are-few-people-that-i-love-more.html' title='Office Antics'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-657946648533476614</id><published>2008-10-23T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:41:21.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring weeks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pac man'/><title type='text'>If You Give a Mouse a Cookie</title><content type='html'>This has been a pretty low-key week.  Work, time with Rachel, going to 16 handles, more time with Rachel, 3 days without Rachel at work,  reading, watching lousy tv shows, applying to jobs and eating out several times.  It's been pretty great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to see another great thing?  Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/images/2008/10/21/pacmansugarcookies11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 498px; height: 373px;" src="http://mfrost.typepad.com/cute_overload/images/2008/10/21/pacmansugarcookies11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, Pac Man cookies.  I'm so going to make some.  So cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-657946648533476614?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/657946648533476614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=657946648533476614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/657946648533476614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/657946648533476614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-you-give-mouse-cookie.html' title='If You Give a Mouse a Cookie'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-3041776072348555137</id><published>2008-10-21T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T15:17:29.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='topher grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tofurkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that 70s show'/><title type='text'>A Conversation About that 70's Show</title><content type='html'>Jen: I like that guy.  What's his name?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Topher Grace.&lt;br /&gt;Jen: That's very close to tofurkey.&lt;br /&gt;Mandy:  I think it's short for Christopher.&lt;br /&gt;Jen: Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love our office :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-3041776072348555137?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3041776072348555137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=3041776072348555137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/3041776072348555137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/3041776072348555137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/10/conversation-about-that-70s-show.html' title='A Conversation About that 70&apos;s Show'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-1206980694408896347</id><published>2008-10-21T11:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T11:05:04.235-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sesame street'/><title type='text'>Evil Sesame Street</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://madeinhead.org/anism/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/funnypart-com-evil_sesame_street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://madeinhead.org/anism/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/funnypart-com-evil_sesame_street.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the Sesame Street that I grew up with.  Maybe if Sesame Street was in the hood?  Anyway, this made me laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-1206980694408896347?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1206980694408896347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=1206980694408896347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1206980694408896347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1206980694408896347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/10/evil-sesame-street.html' title='Evil Sesame Street'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-6557819182545698165</id><published>2008-10-20T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T08:30:44.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain boots'/><title type='text'>It's The Little Things in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3002/2632196745_45a1fbf323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3002/2632196745_45a1fbf323.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cute is this?  Rachel called me today to tell me about a dog that was wearing tennis shoes and it reminded my coworker Mandy of this!  Apparently the pig didn't like to walk in the mud, so they got him some rain boots and he's fine now.  This made my day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-6557819182545698165?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6557819182545698165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=6557819182545698165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6557819182545698165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6557819182545698165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-little-things-in-life.html' title='It&apos;s The Little Things in Life'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3002/2632196745_45a1fbf323_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-1811632027264720933</id><published>2008-10-15T12:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T13:11:05.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sweetest Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cupcakesforacause.org/bakery/header2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.cupcakesforacause.org/bakery/header2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link I was sent by another colleague today...Cupcakes for a Cause.  Enjoy some yummy goodness while giving to charity next week.  Now that's delicious.  Click &lt;a href="http://www.cupcakesforacause.org/bakery/participating.html#NY"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for information on a location near you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in other news, I want this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a547.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/43/l_b9f2d58f35919b68926a4b0fe2264552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://a547.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/43/l_b9f2d58f35919b68926a4b0fe2264552.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know it's an elephant shirt.  But it's absolutely adorable.  New York Couture has made me incredibly happy today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-1811632027264720933?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1811632027264720933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=1811632027264720933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1811632027264720933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1811632027264720933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/10/sweetest-thing.html' title='The Sweetest Thing'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-9000586960112378673</id><published>2008-10-14T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:43:56.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='otters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy people'/><title type='text'>Secondhand Embarrassment and Whatnot</title><content type='html'>A co-worker of mine sent me some very entertaining links today while we were taking lunch, and I thought I'd share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a minute or nine, check out this exercise in secondhand embarrassment.  Yes, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vFG9lXc2upQ"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; girl is crazy.  And &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xeV0zT82qEU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;here's&lt;/a&gt; what she's so crazy over.  I'm a big fan of the Twilight series, but clearly this girl way outranks me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier (and less harpy-ish) note, here's something &lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/7/79/Sea_otters_holding_hands.jpg"&gt;else&lt;/a&gt; you may enjoy.  Beyond cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-9000586960112378673?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/9000586960112378673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=9000586960112378673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/9000586960112378673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/9000586960112378673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/10/secondhand-embarrassment-and-whatnot.html' title='Secondhand Embarrassment and Whatnot'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-6662110040625874744</id><published>2008-10-08T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T10:22:38.921-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shapes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fred Flare'/><title type='text'>Next Best Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fredflare.com/display_images/2656_D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.fredflare.com/display_images/2656_D.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these!  I know, I know, I've done Fred Flare before, but really, who can resist egg molders?  I don't even like eggs that much, but I would eat them if they were shaped like hearts and stars, or any other Lucky Charms shape.  Get them &lt;a href="http://www.fredflare.com/customer/product.php?productid=2656&amp;amp;cat=103#"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-6662110040625874744?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6662110040625874744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=6662110040625874744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6662110040625874744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/6662110040625874744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/10/next-best-thing.html' title='Next Best Thing'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-4026791114168457257</id><published>2008-10-08T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T06:59:53.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='registration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subway'/><title type='text'>You Can Still Register To Vote...</title><content type='html'>I know the New York cutoff for voter registration was supposed to be Monday, but you can still register to vote...in the subway.  No, I'm not kidding.  There are people at 168th street who are yelling and screaming, "IT WILL ONLY TAKE TWO MINUTES OF YOUR LIFE TO CHANGE THE FUTURE AND TO MAKE YOUR VOICE HEARD!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BE THE CHANGE!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"IF YOU'RE NOT REGISTERED, YOU DON'T MATTER!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so they didn't say that last one, but the yelling was not so friendly.  It was, however, effective.  I saw several people stopping and filling out papers quickly.  I didn't time it, but it looked like it could have been 2 minutes.  Maybe 2 1/2.  Somewhere around there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you aren't registered to vote, check out a subway station near you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-4026791114168457257?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4026791114168457257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=4026791114168457257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/4026791114168457257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/4026791114168457257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-can-still-register-to-vote.html' title='You Can Still Register To Vote...'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-1033398720529518124</id><published>2008-09-30T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T16:03:21.827-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='massages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snakes'/><title type='text'>Any day now...</title><content type='html'>I'm going to update my other blog, I swear.  I have poetry written, dated and all, and every time I think about updating, I've lost it :(  Tomorrow, I promise.  But for now, here's something for this blog.  For those of you who don't like snakes, don't click &lt;a href="http://www.glamour.com/health-fitness/blogs/vitamin-g/2008/09/snake-massages-coming-to-a-spa.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  This is the newest spa trend, and I think it's one I'll be passing on.  But hey, whatever makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mtblog.glamour.com/health-fitness/blogs/vitamin-g/0929-snake-massage_vg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://mtblog.glamour.com/health-fitness/blogs/vitamin-g/0929-snake-massage_vg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's right...snake massages.  They drop you in a pile of these fellas and just let them slip and slide their way all over you until you're nice and relaxed.  As if.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-1033398720529518124?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1033398720529518124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=1033398720529518124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1033398720529518124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1033398720529518124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/09/any-day-now.html' title='Any day now...'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-7536094709056620621</id><published>2008-09-26T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T13:01:22.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice makers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fred Flare'/><title type='text'>This Week's Obsession</title><content type='html'>Right now, I'm obsessing over Fred Flare's website.  I know, I know, there are PLENTY of other things that I should be doing right now.  But it's raining and blah outside, so I'm struggling to focus.  And what better way to stave off boredom than by shopping online, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SN04m9s3ZmI/AAAAAAAAACk/YZN0LNRTTPo/s1600-h/fred+flare+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SN04m9s3ZmI/AAAAAAAAACk/YZN0LNRTTPo/s320/fred+flare+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250414982632793698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;3 Peanuts!  And these scarves are perfect for fall and winter.  Love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SN04m-RMLRI/AAAAAAAAACs/M_wrMDtdCTo/s1600-h/fred+flare+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SN04m-RMLRI/AAAAAAAAACs/M_wrMDtdCTo/s320/fred+flare+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250414982785150226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;C'mon, bacon floss?  Clearly a necessity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SN04nD4DgqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ubBAhaP7e8o/s1600-h/fred+flare+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SN04nD4DgqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ubBAhaP7e8o/s320/fred+flare+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250414984290337442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Need help finding your way around Brooklyn?  Here's a cute way to figure out how to get where you need to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SN04m18yIII/AAAAAAAAACc/9s6kMvhFJY4/s1600-h/fred+flare+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SN04m18yIII/AAAAAAAAACc/9s6kMvhFJY4/s320/fred+flare+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250414980552073346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A do it yourself ice sculpture?!  Isn't that the same thing as an ice cube tray shaped like a large swan?  Either way, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They had so many other amazing things!  Check it out for yourself &lt;a href="http://fredflare.com/customer/home_hotline.php?siteID=null"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  I love Fred Flare!!!&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/5678926538032035646-7536094709056620621?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7536094709056620621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=7536094709056620621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/7536094709056620621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/7536094709056620621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-weeks-obsession.html' title='This Week&apos;s Obsession'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SN04m9s3ZmI/AAAAAAAAACk/YZN0LNRTTPo/s72-c/fred+flare+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-340700902491293648</id><published>2008-09-25T16:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:38:42.852-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the academy is'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webster theater'/><title type='text'>A Reminder of my Forgetfulness</title><content type='html'>And The Academy Is... posts a concert at the Webster Theater 3 years too late.  I wish you were here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-340700902491293648?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/340700902491293648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=340700902491293648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/340700902491293648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/340700902491293648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/09/reminder-of-my-forgetfulness.html' title='A Reminder of my Forgetfulness'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-3707685392250256014</id><published>2008-09-24T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T16:09:16.858-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skee ball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='$5000'/><title type='text'>If I had $5000...</title><content type='html'>I would buy this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SNrIPpD2rwI/AAAAAAAAACU/U_HF5uf6HEY/s1600-h/skee-ball-classic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SNrIPpD2rwI/AAAAAAAAACU/U_HF5uf6HEY/s320/skee-ball-classic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249728486699347714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For real, I would love to buy this table.  For those of you who have $5000 to spend, you can get it &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.gametablesusa.com/Product%2520Pics/skee-ball-classic.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.gametablesusa.com/Skeeball_Classic_Arcade_Game.html&amp;amp;h=400&amp;amp;w=254&amp;amp;sz=80&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=4&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;usg=__y6kvu6bUvhHe-X3_pTAVQH5WOfc=&amp;amp;tbnid=Asp3z47m3E4mrM:&amp;amp;tbnh=124&amp;amp;tbnw=79&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dskee%2Bball%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US:official%26sa%3DN"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-3707685392250256014?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3707685392250256014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=3707685392250256014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/3707685392250256014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/3707685392250256014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-i-had-5000.html' title='If I had $5000...'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SNrIPpD2rwI/AAAAAAAAACU/U_HF5uf6HEY/s72-c/skee-ball-classic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-9103762184077803097</id><published>2008-09-23T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T12:01:11.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medieval'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fort tryon park'/><title type='text'>Anyone Interested?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SNk824mF0-I/AAAAAAAAACM/OxCH9sC69pE/s1600-h/WDCLR1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SNk824mF0-I/AAAAAAAAACM/OxCH9sC69pE/s320/WDCLR1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249293754279777250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Sunday, Ft. Tryon Park is having a Medieval Festival from 11:30 AM - 6:00 PM.  Anyone want to go?  If you are, more details can be found &lt;a href="http://www.whidc.org/home.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-9103762184077803097?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/9103762184077803097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=9103762184077803097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/9103762184077803097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/9103762184077803097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/09/anyone-interested.html' title='Anyone Interested?'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SNk824mF0-I/AAAAAAAAACM/OxCH9sC69pE/s72-c/WDCLR1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-1360015770758463242</id><published>2008-09-23T11:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T11:50:51.715-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>Falling in Love with Autumn</title><content type='html'>Fall is perhaps my favorite season.  Don't get me wrong, I love summer (mostly because of vacations), winter (for holidays and snow) and spring (not for the cleaning), but there's something about autumn.  The changing of the leaves, the crisp chill in the air...it's a little bit magical.  And for those of us who are caffeine addicts, there's another reason to appreciate fall, too.  Can you say pumpkin spice lattes, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's time to make the switch back to hot beverages, including Starbucks' latest trend, along with hot tea, cocoa, and apple cider.  Time to get a nice snuggly coat and wool blanket, maybe light the fireplace if you have one.  And it's time to start planning your Halloween costume.  I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-1360015770758463242?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1360015770758463242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=1360015770758463242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1360015770758463242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/1360015770758463242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/09/falling-in-love-with-autumn.html' title='Falling in Love with Autumn'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-4943060396775266919</id><published>2008-09-14T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T19:50:06.914-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='betty crocker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>MMMM Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMxtJr5CyfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/38AnvshF1fI/s1600-h/actual+book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMxtJr5CyfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/38AnvshF1fI/s320/actual+book.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245687679148018162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was about 10 years old, my mother passed &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Betty-Crockers-Cookbook-Boys-Girls/dp/0764526340"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; down to me.  Let me tell you, this book is amazing.  Not only does it have a ton of kid-friendly recipes, it also has the coolest ideas for turning a meal, or dessert, into a work of art.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMxtJuiOUuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CRXQE9xw35Y/s1600-h/dog+image+of+salad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMxtJuiOUuI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CRXQE9xw35Y/s320/dog+image+of+salad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245687679857611490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog Salad - isn't it cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMxtJwB71EI/AAAAAAAAACE/rSWnx5Z44eI/s1600-h/castle+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMxtJwB71EI/AAAAAAAAACE/rSWnx5Z44eI/s320/castle+cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245687680259052610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is my all-time favorite recipe from that book.  The castle cake.  MMMM.  I never tried to make it, for fear that I would mess it up and it would be ugly as sin, but for real, I love this cake.  With ice cream cone turrets, chocolate windows and doors, and frosting all over, it's absolutely perfect!&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/5678926538032035646-4943060396775266919?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4943060396775266919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=4943060396775266919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/4943060396775266919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/4943060396775266919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/09/mmmm-cake.html' title='MMMM Cake'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMxtJr5CyfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/38AnvshF1fI/s72-c/actual+book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-3484080875024556760</id><published>2008-09-13T17:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T17:45:49.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new york'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the vanguard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old mill'/><title type='text'>Perks of Being a New Yorker</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest things about living in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; is the live music scene. Any night of the week, you can see an abundance of amazing local bands for a few dollars (perfect for those of us on a budget that doesn't allow for hundreds to spend on concert tickets). Here are a few pictures of some awesome bands at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Fontana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;'s this past Thursday.&lt;/p&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/_LpDNci842Dg/SMxcVizzqnI/AAAAAAAAABc/sQlTP2PvJds/s1600-h/DSCN0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMxcVizzqnI/AAAAAAAAABc/sQlTP2PvJds/s320/DSCN0763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245669191170894450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Mill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMxcVWY_RJI/AAAAAAAAABU/pfXv0m8tprY/s1600-h/DSCN0764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMxcVWY_RJI/AAAAAAAAABU/pfXv0m8tprY/s320/DSCN0764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245669187837183122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was introduced to Old Mill by a good friend, and they are very talented.  If you're going to be in the NYC area, or just want to look them up on myspace, I would highly recommend it.&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/_LpDNci842Dg/SMxdHuv2KKI/AAAAAAAAABk/DL3sUf5fV8s/s1600-h/DSCN0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMxdHuv2KKI/AAAAAAAAABk/DL3sUf5fV8s/s320/DSCN0768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245670053368965282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vanguard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The guys from The Vanguard wore the tightest pants ever (I mean, we're talking tighter than the Butcher's red pants from The Academy Is...) but they were still pretty good.  Kind of reminded me of the Killers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you're ever looking for some incredible live music in the city, check out &lt;a href="http://www.ohmyrockness.com/index.cfm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; site.  And for free shows in the city, check out &lt;a href="http://www.ohmyrockness.com/Showlist.cfm?freeShows=true"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; site.  Enjoy!&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/5678926538032035646-3484080875024556760?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3484080875024556760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=3484080875024556760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/3484080875024556760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/3484080875024556760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/09/perks-of-being-new-yorker.html' title='Perks of Being a New Yorker'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMxcVizzqnI/AAAAAAAAABc/sQlTP2PvJds/s72-c/DSCN0763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-3231163022257375473</id><published>2008-09-12T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:02:14.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Louis!</title><content type='html'>Where is our pizza and beer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes (once we get our pizza and beer),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-3231163022257375473?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3231163022257375473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=3231163022257375473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/3231163022257375473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/3231163022257375473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-louis.html' title='To Louis!'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-4866662980578522450</id><published>2008-09-12T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:00:12.219-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newsies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryan Ross'/><title type='text'>I'm just saying...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMs6cxl0StI/AAAAAAAAABE/TMHzcWqSB8o/s1600-h/4c7qvdg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMs6cxl0StI/AAAAAAAAABE/TMHzcWqSB8o/s320/4c7qvdg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245350457025776338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMs6c9XiaxI/AAAAAAAAABM/XzCWpLSFoIc/s1600-h/url.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMs6c9XiaxI/AAAAAAAAABM/XzCWpLSFoIc/s320/url.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245350460187110162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...doesn't Ryan Ross look like he belongs in the Newsies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panic at the Newsstand, anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-4866662980578522450?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4866662980578522450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=4866662980578522450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/4866662980578522450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/4866662980578522450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-just-saying.html' title='I&apos;m just saying...'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMs6cxl0StI/AAAAAAAAABE/TMHzcWqSB8o/s72-c/4c7qvdg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-2668438426551329107</id><published>2008-09-11T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T09:15:23.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard in NY</title><content type='html'>Last night I was at Columbus Circle, waiting to cross the street, and I heard the most hilarious conversation between an old British man and a young British man.  Here's how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old British Man: I forgot.  Now there's a phrase that I picked up in America.&lt;br /&gt;Young British Man: What is?&lt;br /&gt;Old British Man: I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Young British Man: Oh.&lt;br /&gt;Old British Man: Would you like to know what other American phrase I picked up?&lt;br /&gt;Young British Man: All right.&lt;br /&gt;Old British Man: I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very Abbott and Costello.  I was highly amused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you're interested in reading about what other people in NYC have overheard, you should check out &lt;a href="http://overheardinnewyork.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; website.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5678926538032035646-2668438426551329107?l=poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2668438426551329107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5678926538032035646&amp;postID=2668438426551329107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/2668438426551329107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5678926538032035646/posts/default/2668438426551329107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryinmotion-lovelovelove.blogspot.com/2008/09/overheard-in-ny.html' title='Overheard in NY'/><author><name>PoetryInMotion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13569254545572140853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5678926538032035646.post-2291105571889057115</id><published>2008-09-10T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T10:44:57.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jellio's</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of fond memories from my childhood...mostly involving My Little Ponies, Jem and the Holograms, Lite Brite and, of course, candy! So I was super excited when in the course of my web wanderings, I found Jellio's website. They have all sorts of great products, from Gummi Bear lamps to candy button benches, cap gun mirrors to Rubik's cube tables. Check out some of my favorite items:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMgFQfVpunI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G3Fcoxsr8V0/s1600-h/buttonbench_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMgFQfVpunI/AAAAAAAAAAU/G3Fcoxsr8V0/s320/buttonbench_main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244447546921302642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Candy button bench - so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMgFQnTkW9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/23kNfeFPVoo/s1600-h/lighttable_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMgFQnTkW9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/23kNfeFPVoo/s320/lighttable_main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244447549060045778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lite Brite Table brings back childhood memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMgFQvIX0AI/AAAAAAAAAAk/SlJ-_N_EYIM/s1600-h/cupcakeseat_main2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMgFQvIX0AI/AAAAAAAAAAk/SlJ-_N_EYIM/s320/cupcakeseat_main2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244447551160569858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh la la!  A cupcake chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMgFQkJSHHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XZQ0KJ5oY0U/s1600-h/monkeymirror_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMgFQkJSHHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/XZQ0KJ5oY0U/s320/monkeymirror_main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244447548211600498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Barrel of Monkeys mirrors - so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMgFQANYQ0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/itq7kRbRkN4/s1600-h/gummilight_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LpDNci842Dg/SMgFQANYQ0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/itq7kRbRkN4/s320/gummilight_main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244447538565104450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are absolutely adorable!   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