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kaplan'/><category term='television'/><category term='parents'/><category term='caylee anthony'/><category term='robert smalls'/><category term='dictionary'/><category term='ed-nos'/><category term='religion'/><category term='missing'/><category term='sailor venus'/><category term='johnny rotten'/><category term='kanye west'/><category term='denise richards'/><category term='irl'/><category term='miley cyrus'/><category term='drugs'/><title type='text'>cuts like glass</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>239</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-488400975485073355</id><published>2011-09-17T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T13:44:16.144-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toddlers and tiaras'/><title type='text'>toddlers and tiaras, omg where is the fbi? (edited)</title><content type='html'>I just watched a little girl parade out on stage dressed like julia roberts in pretty woman. There is misinformation that she wore the dress at the end of the movie. But, she wore TWO outfits from that movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streetwalker outfit she wore in the actual competition. There was even a building so she could walk a street! Omg, I can't believe some fking whore put her baby in that! Three years old! THREE! The polka dot dress the girl wore during the awards portion. It isn't from the "end of the movie". It is from the part where julia roberts is rented for a few days and is given instructions to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wasn't the only questionable outfit. Another girl was dressed as marilyn monroe. Again three. It was a variation of the famous white dress from "seven year itch." The subway grate scene except they'd added white gloves. I guess the only reason they didn't have her skirt blow up like marilyn's is they couldn't figure out how to do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact, joe dimaggio was there when that scene was filmed. Joe didn't appreciate people looking up his wife's dress. Movie or no movie. Seems like he socked a few guys in the jaw. So, if something is risque for adults maybe it is not a good idea for three years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fun fact, there are certain celebrity women you NEVER want to dress your daughter like and marilyn is number one. There are more reasons than I can go into. But, why should I? Why should you want to dress your baby like a sex symbol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things to avoid:&lt;br /&gt;Animal print especially big cat (leopard, tiger, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;red and black (it's blood and darkness)&lt;br /&gt;feather especially peacock&lt;br /&gt;peace signs (both the one in the circle and holding up two fingers)&lt;br /&gt;Dressing like an animal&lt;br /&gt;Shaking/spanking the booty&lt;br /&gt;high heels&lt;br /&gt;butterflies especially monarch butterflies&lt;br /&gt;hearts&lt;br /&gt;licking lollipops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Grr, this thing accidentally published before I meant for it to, someone has my cell # on their dish network account and they get a lot of late calls. Dish network cannot change it. I personally have direct tv)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, parents all of the things on that list have connections you may not know about. But, people looking at your kid do know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let them play outside. Most of these kids don't seem to really want to do this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-488400975485073355?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/488400975485073355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=488400975485073355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/488400975485073355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/488400975485073355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2011/09/toddlers-and-tiaras-omg-where-is-fbi.html' title='toddlers and tiaras, omg where is the fbi? (edited)'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-3658028580742227739</id><published>2011-07-03T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T11:37:10.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shampooness'/><title type='text'>more sickness to go around always..</title><content type='html'>Sick again and sleeping lots. I have been meaning to post. I have seen a few notable movies lately. I have also seen a few things I need to complain about. As usual. Tee he'd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are generics really as good as brand? I don’t think so based on some recent experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of my old posts are still getting pageviews by innocent people who have googled on by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-3658028580742227739?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3658028580742227739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=3658028580742227739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/3658028580742227739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/3658028580742227739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2011/07/more-sickness-to-go-around-always.html' title='more sickness to go around always..'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-1233185927911317545</id><published>2011-03-29T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T09:45:31.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlotte arnold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='degrassi'/><title type='text'>holly j pees herself on degrassi</title><content type='html'>Can you imagine being in the home stretch of your senior year and you literally leave a little puddle on the floor during a presentation? Me neither, but I see a G.E.D. (or whatever the canadian equivalent is) in your future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did this happen? Well, holly j was so busy go getting she didn't go to the doctor even though she thought she had strep throat. Then she passes right the fuck out in a presentation before the peeing incident and flees the e.r. (or whatever that was she went to which involved a doctor) to keep on go getting. So, the strep settled in home girl's kidneys. Not kidding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-1233185927911317545?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1233185927911317545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=1233185927911317545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/1233185927911317545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/1233185927911317545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2011/03/holly-j-pees-herself-on-degrassi.html' title='holly j pees herself on degrassi'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-7881076652796248218</id><published>2011-03-29T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T09:37:09.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ted bundy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the internet'/><title type='text'>ted bundy still alive? (spoiler: no)</title><content type='html'>I was just poking around the interwebs and I found someone asked if t.b.'s mother was still alive. I decided to look at the answer and, if you want to believe that answer, she is. And so is her son... you know the same son originally named robert theodore cowell who was executed in 1989? Yeah. People on the interwebs... I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another site I found where you can answer questions and bored drunks answer it. Or whatever you have to be to think "crazy ted" and his mom live down the street from you. If you think they do, you might want to stock up on ... hell, I don't know what you'd need at that point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-7881076652796248218?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7881076652796248218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=7881076652796248218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/7881076652796248218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/7881076652796248218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2011/03/ted-bundy-still-alive-spoiler-no.html' title='ted bundy still alive? (spoiler: no)'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-8969418792476379444</id><published>2011-03-24T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T21:37:03.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mysterious deaths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drowning'/><title type='text'>drinking and drowning? the concealed crime...</title><content type='html'>i know the title of this post sounds emo as the blackest of guyliner, but it has to do with some reading i have been doing lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, there are a lot of young men who go missing. some have been drinking. some are later found drowned. while i admit drunks and water dont mix, it is baffling how some of these young men ever found themselves in the position to drown. even very, very drunk people arent going to want to swim in rivers in big cities. and it is not that simple to get into the water. if it was, every weekend would see several people bobbing gently in the dirty water. it would be necessary to station someone to stand alongside the river with a fishing people out pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what is the deal with these half assed explanations. especially since not just a few of these fellows took their entire automobile in with them. it just isnt supposed to be so common. i suppose the moral of this story is if you like to drink at a bar and several young men have somehow found themselves drowned on the way home, find another place to drink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-8969418792476379444?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8969418792476379444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=8969418792476379444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/8969418792476379444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/8969418792476379444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2011/03/drinking-and-drowning-concealed-crime.html' title='drinking and drowning? the concealed crime...'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-2336815242090972627</id><published>2011-03-23T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T07:30:37.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hi again...</title><content type='html'>what to blog about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been thinking. i may be making things too difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sick again and sleeping too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, there are more important things than me in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for hanging in there. i am trying to think of something good. i havent even plugged in my laptop. see u soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-2336815242090972627?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2336815242090972627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=2336815242090972627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/2336815242090972627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/2336815242090972627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2011/03/hi-again.html' title='hi again...'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-2126879033504923209</id><published>2011-02-11T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T13:19:06.959-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunnies'/><title type='text'>billy</title><content type='html'>i have lost my beautiful angel. but, i still have billy. he is my silly bunny. he is my good boy... well, he is my cute boy. i love billy. daddy used to call him billy jim idk why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-2126879033504923209?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2126879033504923209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=2126879033504923209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/2126879033504923209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/2126879033504923209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2011/02/billy.html' title='billy'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-6615604620130942989</id><published>2011-02-11T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T13:04:16.111-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunnies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal stuff'/><title type='text'>things are not all right</title><content type='html'>my brother and sister decided that an entire room was not enough to contain my portfolio materials. not that they bothered to consider what they were before they threw them all away. how i will make up for this, i dont know. so, that was the first thing that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking of a blog idea then my precious angel bunny got sick. despite over fourteen hundred in vet bills... my baby died. my heart is broken. my precious, beautiful, sweet, browneyed spotted girl was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there have been other things, but these two losses are so difficult for me. angel is fa&lt;br /&gt;r more important than my portfolio, of course. but in both cases i wonder what will i do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day i will do the post i was working on... i have not stopped blogging permanently... i never meant to stop at all. thanks for reading&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-6615604620130942989?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6615604620130942989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=6615604620130942989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/6615604620130942989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/6615604620130942989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2011/02/things-are-not-all-right.html' title='things are not all right'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-8107505966975407410</id><published>2011-01-17T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T05:41:30.865-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='martin luther king jr.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>happy mlk day</title><content type='html'>so, today will officially celebrate the birthday of martin luther king, jr. or the day is named for him and google helpfully provides bios in case someone is extremely young or just arrived in the u.s. or are unfamiliar with the details for whatever reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, this holiday is under utilized. we should do something. since mlk ws a reverand and most people already spent all their money in december, i have long been a proponent of potluck. everyone can get together with friends and neighbors to eat baked beans and casseroles. wait... do casseroles still exist&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-8107505966975407410?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8107505966975407410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=8107505966975407410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/8107505966975407410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/8107505966975407410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-mlk-day.html' title='happy mlk day'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-8630155084120003217</id><published>2010-12-28T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T13:00:19.282-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shampooness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>I'm baaaack....</title><content type='html'>so, here we are in the waning days of 2010 and i am finally getting back to normal. i will try to find something interesting. lately, even when i think of something.. it seems it's very similar to what i have already covered. so, i don't want to bore anyone. or it's just been too complicated to get into.. when i was phone blogging more, i felt o.k. with being lax. i don't know.. we'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope everyone had good holidays. mine were o.k., no complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;shampoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-8630155084120003217?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8630155084120003217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=8630155084120003217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/8630155084120003217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/8630155084120003217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-baaaack.html' title='I&apos;m baaaack....'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-1004377997437893988</id><published>2010-11-11T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T10:25:46.818-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv: conan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soundgarden'/><title type='text'>soundgarden returns</title><content type='html'>well, well... i saw soundgarden on conan. it turns out they are headlining lollapalooza which i guess has been on all of these years. good news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-1004377997437893988?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1004377997437893988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=1004377997437893988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/1004377997437893988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/1004377997437893988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/11/soundgarden-returns.html' title='soundgarden returns'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-728707001524682864</id><published>2010-10-27T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T16:55:48.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medications'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shampooness'/><title type='text'>a sickly poo</title><content type='html'>shampoo is sorry to have so neglected her blog. shampoo is siiiccckk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three different antibiotics have found their way into my body and my body is NOT happy let me tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo, i have read and seen much during these past few weeks. in fact, i should be able to do some fairl cool posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&amp;nbsp; just need to stay awake long enough haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-728707001524682864?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/728707001524682864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=728707001524682864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/728707001524682864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/728707001524682864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/10/sickly-poo.html' title='a sickly poo'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-3911432838433958468</id><published>2010-09-23T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T09:49:43.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casey affleck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog: project child murdering robot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie: i&apos;m still here'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joaquin phoenix'/><title type='text'>yet more reasons not to see "i'm still here"</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJuDVqLStyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/GWQu3ZfYVdo/s1600/j+phoenix+speechless.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJuDVqLStyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/GWQu3ZfYVdo/s320/j+phoenix+speechless.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;me, too.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://childmurderingrobot.blogspot.com/2010/09/joaquin-phoenix-is-still-here-and-hes.html"&gt;Project Child Murdering Robot: Joaquin Phoenix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have actually read a lot on this subject, but the above link is the best analysis i've found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want something involving vast conspiracies and mind control, i can hook you up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-3911432838433958468?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3911432838433958468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=3911432838433958468' title='0 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJt2s-XrC6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/1kxkiHMknxQ/s72-c/bruces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-1366184743892989488</id><published>2010-09-23T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T08:25:24.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ashton krutcher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brittany jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='demi moore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skanks'/><title type='text'>brace yourselves... brittany jones is a "party girl" (like the U2 song, i gather)</title><content type='html'>i know you are thinking "who the fuck is brittany jones?" well, she recently ran her ho game on ashton krutcher and then ran to the tabloids (wait, the "ho game" part really goes with the tabs for her, i guess it was HIS "ho game" gave her something to talk about). anyway, she dropped by while demi was out and they hooked up and, like a moron not learning from tiger woods (hello?), he sent her some text messages. anyway, not a classy situation is what i'm getting at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just on wesmirch and found a story i didn't bother to read about brittany's party girl ways. she picked up (or was picked up by) a dude in a BOWLING ALLEY while he was there with his WIFE. how could she not be a party girl if she was down with that? what he totally charmed her and she forgot herself as they waited at the snack bar for him to buy whatever it is demi gets when she goes to a bowling alley? well, maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, no news here. we figured it out from reading the cover of the tabloids while we were waiting for the person in front of us to decide how to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJtwV2G4PqI/AAAAAAAAAI4/jgZN0V_3eTE/s1600/akrutch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJtwV2G4PqI/AAAAAAAAAI4/jgZN0V_3eTE/s320/akrutch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;In case we forgot he was into that kabbalh crap, here's the fan of texting himself&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-1366184743892989488?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJtwV2G4PqI/AAAAAAAAAI4/jgZN0V_3eTE/s72-c/akrutch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-456662693668958999</id><published>2010-09-22T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T09:57:38.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good music'/><title type='text'>spring 2011 will bring new release from rem!</title><content type='html'>Nothing to say except, "yay!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brad pitt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigma chi'/><title type='text'>behold! ring of mysteries! (edited: solved?)</title><content type='html'>all right, put on your glasses. some people are saying this is brad's "bloodline" ring (hm) and that it proves he is a "black magician". i have laughed about that&amp;nbsp;for.. really a very long time, but what do you think? some people say that the ring is the original fleur de lis. others, me, wonder if it's a sigma chi fraternity ring (i'm probably wrong). whatever it is, i have seen it before and i normally do not hang out with a shitton of "black magicians" (or brad pitt). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJm5o8V4m0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/NQ77vTnkS8U/s1600/sigchi+shield.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJm5o8V4m0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/NQ77vTnkS8U/s320/sigchi+shield.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJm50ZvhfxI/AAAAAAAAAH4/9G-CN8VuQ4I/s1600/sigchicross.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJm50ZvhfxI/AAAAAAAAAH4/9G-CN8VuQ4I/s320/sigchicross.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;sigma chi (and yes, i see everything on this stuff and i know you do, too, so i'm sparing the analysis)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJmIlhNlQtI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Agu213PIpTk/s1600/llama+the+mage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJmIlhNlQtI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Agu213PIpTk/s320/llama+the+mage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"hi! everyone! i have powers! you are pwnd!" (wait a sec, check out dude in the red and yellow coat, i think i may have a photo of him later...)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for comparison sake, here are some pictures of "black magicans"... well, they're white guys. but, you know.&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJm_XpPKlYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/W3R2sXE1mbA/s1600/acrwly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJm_XpPKlYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/W3R2sXE1mbA/s320/acrwly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;aleister crowley (i tried to pick a normal, non-terrifying photo)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJm_kR1_x4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/wyHyFnR5RXg/s1600/acrwly+young.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJm_kR1_x4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/wyHyFnR5RXg/s320/acrwly+young.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"yes, i AM looking at you"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ ﻿ let's try someone else... this guy is pretty famous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJm7wE26XCI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/j4CK56pgnhg/s1600/adhit+wwi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJm7wE26XCI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/j4CK56pgnhg/s320/adhit+wwi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;adolph hitler, in his&amp;nbsp;world war&amp;nbsp;i uniform a.k.a.&amp;nbsp;the most normal photo i could find where he is also an adult&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, while looking at old photos i found a photo of grandpa brad at a fraternity meeting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJm8r6n26UI/AAAAAAAAAIY/OXfpNrlZLSI/s1600/grandpa+at+frat+mtg.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJm8r6n26UI/AAAAAAAAAIY/OXfpNrlZLSI/s320/grandpa+at+frat+mtg.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;he's in there somewhere, i'm sure of it!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allen the duck guy sent me this variation on the masonic symbol (i think it's master mason or such and such degree, idk). it's not an exact match, but this could be it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJpJuNYW5OI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Goi89MCum08/s1600/masonic_symbol.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJpJuNYW5OI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Goi89MCum08/s320/masonic_symbol.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-6491944657000095572?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6491944657000095572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=6491944657000095572' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/6491944657000095572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/6491944657000095572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/09/behold-ring-of-mysteries.html' title='behold! ring of mysteries! (edited: solved?)'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TJm5o8V4m0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/NQ77vTnkS8U/s72-c/sigchi+shield.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-7265309246363581383</id><published>2010-09-15T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T16:56:54.667-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cell phones'/><title type='text'>shampoo is phone blogging on her new phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;i am having some trouble with it. it is complicated. they offer a &amp;nbsp;class. im not kidding. it is a droid 2. moto...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-7265309246363581383?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7265309246363581383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=7265309246363581383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/7265309246363581383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/7265309246363581383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/09/shampoo-is-phone-blogging-on-her-new.html' title='shampoo is phone blogging on her new phone'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-469020159565795503</id><published>2010-09-11T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T13:56:14.792-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zac efron'/><title type='text'>time travel has been invented!</title><content type='html'>wasn't this person on a sitcom in the 70s? maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TIvsrqzyHJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/RUiRtIP1MRI/s1600/butchgirlbutch+zac.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TIvsrqzyHJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/RUiRtIP1MRI/s320/butchgirlbutch+zac.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;wtf? wtf? wtf?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-469020159565795503?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/469020159565795503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=469020159565795503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/469020159565795503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/469020159565795503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/09/time-travel-has-been-invented.html' title='time travel has been invented!'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TIvsrqzyHJI/AAAAAAAAAHg/RUiRtIP1MRI/s72-c/butchgirlbutch+zac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-7176669948546622316</id><published>2010-09-11T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T11:45:14.548-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='september 11'/><title type='text'>today is september 11, 2010</title><content type='html'>remember 9/11/2001. always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-7176669948546622316?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7176669948546622316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=7176669948546622316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/7176669948546622316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/7176669948546622316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/09/today-is-september-11-2010.html' title='today is september 11, 2010'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-212118318851654539</id><published>2010-09-11T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T03:10:35.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annette o&apos;toole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malcolm macdowell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie: cat people 1982'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natassia kinski'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john heard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ruby dee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ed begley jr.'/><title type='text'>cat people (1982) are you kidding me?</title><content type='html'>this is going to be nothing but spoilers because i do not even have the patience for this. so, if you don't want to know EVERYTHING about what happens at the end... don't say i didn't warn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was going to do this right with cast, etc. but, i do not even care. if imbd cannot get the freaking story right, no one cares. imbd says people sacrificed their women to the leopards. NO, they sacrificed their CHILDREN. i just saw the fking movie and you wait a damned long time to find that out. so, i was paying close attention to the explanation for the fuckery on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, the cat people are incestuous. only, one brother and sister get separated by circumstances and, they basically stay separated. there's also a character named "female" i shit you not. she's not a cat person though. their names are irena and paul. but, the screenwriter couldn't figure out what to do with irena, so why should female get a regular name? fuck her. she's just randomly left in prison anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so our catperson female irena does not want to accept her heritage of brother fucking and shape shifting and eating the occasional person. she resists until she's left without much choice in the matter because (oops!) no more brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, she goes to this dude who is all in love with her after a week of her acting mostly weird (he doesn't get out much). and after he finds out without a doubt she's, in fact, a cat person... he decides to CAPTURE her. she's in human form at the time he ties her up, so that makes it somewhat easier. how he gets her from his bedroom on the bayou to the zoo, i have no clue. but, gets her there he does because that's where she is when we last see her! in a cage at the zoo. lovely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right.. letting that go on by... new orleans takes pretty calmly the fact they're suddenly overrun with leopards. first one turns up in a whore house (hey, cats have needs). he maxes and relaxes in the zoo until he kills a dude thus allowing him to open the fucking cage his own damn self and go home. oh, everyone looks around a lot, but since he lives in a house like most people... well.. it takes a while. but, they are able to put together sort of an explanation for that... which, i guess is why female is in jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, barely has everyone gotten over that weirdness, then zookeeper boy shows up with another one! and it cannot be the first one found again because it's not the same gender animal. w.t.f. i guess when you run an old ass zoo and someone "finds" a major exhibit animal, you just go with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is supposed to be a sexay movie. well, there's a goodly amount of nudity... and some sex scenes (some of&amp;nbsp;which do not end well, to put it mildly).&amp;nbsp;but, it seemed more creepy than anything else to me. given it's a HORROR movie, well duh. shampoo knows little of what people consider sexy, but&amp;nbsp;the thought of being tied up by some dude to live out my natural life in a cage on exhibit in the zoo does not get it for me. i do think this may have been the first tied up girl sex scenes, but i got distracted by her feet. i swear, look at them. some people should wear shoes. maybe if you identify with the guy? he sort of gets two girls, after all. and he fixes the problem with sex... kinda. well, for him. i guess if you asked irena she might say something different, if she could talk that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listed the cast i can remember. sorry for any mistakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-212118318851654539?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/212118318851654539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=212118318851654539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/212118318851654539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/212118318851654539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/09/cat-people-1982-are-you-kidding-me.html' title='cat people (1982) are you kidding me?'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-6787050473969294124</id><published>2010-09-03T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T12:24:27.866-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cammie king conlon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhett butler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bonnie blue butler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie: gone with the wind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clark gable'/><title type='text'>GWTW actress cammie king conlon, R.I.P.</title><content type='html'>everyone knows the story where cammie king conlon jokes that her career peaked at age five when she played bonnie "blue" butler, pampered daughter of rhett and scarlett (especially rhett, meaning most of her scenes with just with clark gable, that's all). hollywood has never been very nice to children, so it was probably just as well she was satisfied with her role in one of the biggest movies of all time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the horrors of war, the flight from atlanta, the privations on the plundered plantation tara, and the grueling days of reconstruction it's a relief in both the book and the movie when cute and playful bonnie comes along charming everyone who meets her. she causes her father to turn over a new leaf and endeavor to become a respectable citizen for the first time in 30 years. (sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite its early production date, GWTW makes interesting use of color and bonnie's scenes are no exception. she's given her nickname because of her eyes are "as blue and the bonnie blue flag" and often is dressed in blue because of this (to her delight). they even use dress material intended for a new ballgown for scarlett to make a riding habit for bonnie after her doting father buys her a pony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't seen GWTW in years, but i remember the scenes between cammie and clark gable were very touching. also, she was very cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TIFKZdU5mnI/AAAAAAAAAHY/YLWEGNjAl9Y/s1600/gwtw+bonnie.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TIFKZdU5mnI/AAAAAAAAAHY/YLWEGNjAl9Y/s320/gwtw+bonnie.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;cammie king conlon as bonnie butler&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-6787050473969294124?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6787050473969294124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=6787050473969294124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/6787050473969294124'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-6203385852632994144</id><published>2010-09-03T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T04:35:35.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kelly osbourne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoos'/><title type='text'>who's this blonde?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TIDc-2NWTMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/pcHILb3WR8w/s1600/pussycatkellyosbourne.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TIDc-2NWTMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/pcHILb3WR8w/s320/pussycatkellyosbourne.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;she knows you don't recognize her, that's why she's holding up her arm&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-6203385852632994144?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6203385852632994144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=6203385852632994144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/6203385852632994144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/6203385852632994144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/09/whos-this-blonde.html' title='who&apos;s this blonde?'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TIDc-2NWTMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/pcHILb3WR8w/s72-c/pussycatkellyosbourne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-1381647934489047810</id><published>2010-09-02T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T20:02:20.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morrigan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angelina jolie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parade magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celtic lore'/><title type='text'>morrigan the raven, celtic goddess</title><content type='html'>morrigan the great, queen of phantoms and the dead, queen of the demons rules battle and strife. over the battle she flew as a carrion crow. sometimes she showed herself as a lean and nimble hag, leaping unharmed over spears and shield. as the washer at the ford, she washed the clothes of the men who would fall that day in battle, thereby chosing who would live and who would die. she could also become a raven. she was worshipped by warriors and appeared to heroes, sometimes trying to convince them to marry her for she could appear as a beautiful woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is a triple goddess, each aspect having her own name. she was very powerful and not necessarily considered bad despite the darkness with which her realm links her. however, i don't know that makes her necessarily good. then again, battle itself is not good. one aspect of morrigan has to do with birth and she is a goddess of fertility. she symbolizes both life and death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;modern pagans (of which i know little) sometimes worship morrigan. she is considered a strong goddess and favored by those who consider themselves on a warrior path whether it is literal or metaphorical. they sometimes will have a shrine to her with black feathers or red cloth (washer at the ford). they may also offer her bowls of blood or brine. sometimes, as befitting morrigan's mother aspect, the blood used may be menstrual blood. o.k., they SAY they do this... i really don't know if anyone has. i don't know any worshippers of morrigan IRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my instinct about morrigan is she is perhaps not a goddess to mess around with.. she is probably best left to history. i'm not saying there really is a morrigan. i'm just saying i wouldn't want to be leaving weird offerings like that around my house because i'm not sure what sort of thing that would attract (bugs?). but, suffice to say, she was important to the celts and her legend has not died. some people, hilariously, consider her a sort of "girl power" goddess. boy, those people don't want to meet her in a dark alley! i don't know that she would be amused. and, given what the celts had to say, she enjoyed conflict. true, she tended to hang around heroes and not deluded people picking up slogans from the spice girls, but i digress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i talking about morrigan all of a sudden? well, because i recently saw a very interesting photo that ran in parade magazine. i don't actually read parade, but i used to.. and it's a pretty boring publication. i wouldn't expect anything too odd there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TIBjBr3B6gI/AAAAAAAAAHI/sYNC2bHs9Tk/s1600/morrigan_large+w+feathers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TIBjBr3B6gI/AAAAAAAAAHI/sYNC2bHs9Tk/s320/morrigan_large+w+feathers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;not from parade, but a nice drawing i found of morrigan in her "beautiful woman" guise. note her lovely black hair and the black feathers she wears.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TIBiuRSPF4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/hgnzMtbMP6k/s1600/angelina+is+morrigan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TIBiuRSPF4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/hgnzMtbMP6k/s320/angelina+is+morrigan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;this accompanied the "how i've changed" article, summer 2010. no this blog is not supposed to be about angelina jolie. but, wtf is this if not morrigan? which, btw, is yet another vampire reference for angelina. (there are recent&amp;nbsp;fictional stories where morrigan is queen of the vampires). also, yet another death reference and yet another reference to blood. how is any of this a "change"? (off topic, i think this is one of the best photos i've seen of her. heavily photoshopped, but better than the parade cover. she looks really pretty. and she looks like she's having fun.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-1381647934489047810?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1381647934489047810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=1381647934489047810' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/1381647934489047810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/1381647934489047810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/09/morrigan-raven-celtic-goddess.html' title='morrigan the raven, celtic goddess'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TIBjBr3B6gI/AAAAAAAAAHI/sYNC2bHs9Tk/s72-c/morrigan_large+w+feathers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-6656618718368661446</id><published>2010-08-27T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T01:38:00.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV: degrassi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid family crap'/><title type='text'>well, i missed it</title><content type='html'>i didn't see the degrassi finale because i was dealing from the after effects of stress from a visit from my brother. yes, that's my family. they can cause mayhem that easily. partly, because they don't really deal with me as a person. i am a problem my parents inflicted upon them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything about me has to be analyzed and judged in the most critical possible way. i can't just have personality traits different than them, but then they are baby boomers. that makes them right in their opinions and their opinions are the only ones that count. and their opinion is they do not want to deal with me. they want someone else to take care of me. unfortunately, someone else died. (btw, when i say "take care of me" i don't necessarily mean that literally... just deal with me in whatever way is needed which might be just talking to me now and then.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am pretty upset and this wasn't even a bad visit by my family's standards. they don't feel welcome here (trust, this is b.s., that would NOT stop them). well, every time they come here they yell and lecture and judge and criticize. why the fuck would i want them here. and they tell me over and over IT'S OUR HOUSE TOO!!!! like i don't know that. like that's not rude as fuck to barge into someone's house and scream at them because they put something in the kitchen closet that maybe could also be put in the bathroom closet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, because i don't want to throw away everything i own (because everything i own is stupid or crappy or what have you) then i'm a HOARDER. i fucking goddamned hate tlc and all asshole reality shows that have given my siblings more shit to bitch at me about. (btw, no, my house does not look like the hoarders' houses. but one sister is a neat freak and the others have relatives who clean their houses. so, they don't need to see that much clutter.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother was piously talking about when he was young and owned no more than he could wear or carry. yeah, p.s. that was four fucking decades ago. and not even true. i guess he forgets i lived in my parents' house then (he didn't) and i know he still had stuff in his room. i doubt he thinks i can remember back that far because they know i have memory loss for part of my childhood. or they should know. but, it's later... and it's not as severe as it used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they get together and decide how i am and that is how i am, no matter what i do or say or have done. and i know i act worse around them because i tend to respond too much to things i shouldn't.&amp;nbsp;sometimes i do all right, but they know how to push&amp;nbsp;my buttons. which i hate that and it makes me very upset with myself.&amp;nbsp;i guess the memory loss hasn't helped me because for a long time, i did have to take their word for some things. now that i'm getting it back... it's not that they told me the wrong thing just they told me whatever was easiest at the moment to get their point across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think i have some kind of panic disorder or some shit since i like to have passed out after my brother superiored off to be awesome somewhere. i didn't really have any anti-anxiety medicine (which i probably should have such a thing, honestly). so, long story short... i missed my show because i was asleep. i woke up briefly to find that moron sav dressed as elvis and that didn't keep me awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a fucking photo of the last moments of the show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THd0FfYGnoI/AAAAAAAAAGw/-eWqk3Qj6GM/s1600/degrassi+finale+eli+clair+hj+sav+elvis.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THd0FfYGnoI/AAAAAAAAAGw/-eWqk3Qj6GM/s320/degrassi+finale+eli+clair+hj+sav+elvis.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;all i know is no one died, but eli apparently pissed himself. i guess i can live without seeing that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-6656618718368661446?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6656618718368661446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=6656618718368661446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/6656618718368661446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/6656618718368661446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/08/well-i-missed-it.html' title='well, i missed it'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THd0FfYGnoI/AAAAAAAAAGw/-eWqk3Qj6GM/s72-c/degrassi+finale+eli+clair+hj+sav+elvis.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-8764416987397364962</id><published>2010-08-25T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T01:42:33.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sailor neptune'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV: degrassi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sailor venus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jordan todosey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie: salt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sailor uranus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bishouji senshi sailor moon'/><title type='text'>maybe she's sailor earth? (now with salt)</title><content type='html'>only two more days of the comedy that is degrassi and i think the big finale will have to do with adam. oh who is adam? p.s. i've added to the end of the post, original theme restored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THWAcDf2mNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AN824hkOUjY/s1600/jordan+todosey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THWAcDf2mNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AN824hkOUjY/s320/jordan+todosey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;oh, btw, this is jordan todosey. an actress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, let's see if we can pick adam out of this photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THV-XX7dA-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/NXkWViuqDDg/s1600/degrassi+adam+bianca+eli+drew.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THV-XX7dA-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/NXkWViuqDDg/s320/degrassi+adam+bianca+eli+drew.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;yes, he's the girl with short hair... oh wait, the girl with short hair who is also wearing a cap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;o.k., i'll help you: adam, bianca, eli, and in front that's drew adam's brother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;disbelief suspended?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THV-5_b97jI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Ctnx8aL-HW0/s1600/degrassi+adam+lockers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THV-5_b97jI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Ctnx8aL-HW0/s320/degrassi+adam+lockers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thank god he goes to school in canada, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;you know, this reminds me of another foreign tv show! sailor moon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THWBRfHOLLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/XqCq7qDNVqY/s1600/!!!!!!!!venus!!!.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THWBRfHOLLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/XqCq7qDNVqY/s320/!!!!!!!!venus!!!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sailor venus is my favorite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but, this show doesn't really remind me of minako-sama. no one even has a cat, much less TWO cats in a basket. it does remind me of another couple of senshi:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THWBzwpMLsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/YaVmJTbGNSA/s1600/bssm+uranus+with+neptune.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THWBzwpMLsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/YaVmJTbGNSA/s320/bssm+uranus+with+neptune.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sailor uranus and sailor neptune. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THWCiXScIsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ChB9nNNKnTc/s1600/bssm+haruka.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THWCiXScIsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ChB9nNNKnTc/s320/bssm+haruka.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;haruka (aka sailor uranus) also employed layering to cleverly disguise herself as a boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THV_bTgqLiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rzL9RX7BpPE/s1600/degrassi+holly+and+sav+boring.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THV_bTgqLiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rzL9RX7BpPE/s320/degrassi+holly+and+sav+boring.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;more suspension of disbelief, these two have a "forbidden romance". HOW can anyone care? LOOK AT THEM! are these the two most boring characters in the history of tv? holly j (oh, she's on the left) and&amp;nbsp;sav (the other one). i am SICK of "FORBIDDEN ROMANCES" with sav! this is TWO for him! he sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyway, here's a quick update of this weirdass season..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;adam thinks she is a boy. "between the ears, i'm just like other guys" now, how the fuck would she know that? but, anyway, she's the world's girliest female to male transgender and doesn't even look that boyish compared to her girly ass bff eli. her character's real name is gracie and she randomly went to school for a day as gracie and started burning herself with a hair barette. no, the idea of a happy medium doesn't exist it's either dresses or "i'm a boy" there is no in between. yes, the school goes along with this fuckery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;eli, emo dramaqueen, dramatically tells claire (who he likes, eh, it's ridiculous) he KILLED his girlfriend. good thing he didn't tell someone like shampoo that or he'd be dead. but, claire just gapes at him and he explains that he'd argued with his girlfriend and she rode off on her bike crying and was later hit by a car and killed. hell, maybe that is his fault. he drives a hearse and wears rings. oooh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;claire is going to go out with the enemy of her friends probably being tired of dating other girls when she's not even a lesbian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;they've been working on something with bianca and adam all season so i guess they'll make out and that will explain why she's so desperate to hook up with drew. who knows. they only have her around when they need someone really bitchy. and tough. cuz she's a dancer! i'm not kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;fiona has taken to going to degrassi and pursuing a lawsuit against her first real boyfriend (who isn't related to her). holly j is her best friend because holly j is declan's girlfriend. only holly j decided she needed a break and took that break with sav. declan will never find out will he (please let him)? he's only her best friend's brother who is rich and regularly flies places to surprise people. declan and fiona are actually americans (ah ha!), so he probably is one of the few preppies who also carries an uzi (please). basically, SAV MUST DIE. or adam must turn out to be sailor earth. whichever. or both. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;tonight and tomorrow and then we'll see who gets shot or stabbed or what have you this season! (yes, that is how they like to end their seasons, they are not right in the head.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i know i departed from my previous theme, but... oh, wait a minute, fun times.. here we go, here's...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THW5YtV-EFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/hx_6HKvccZA/s1600/salt+jolie+man.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THW5YtV-EFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/hx_6HKvccZA/s320/salt+jolie+man.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;angie jo is a man, baby! (she's dressed as some sort of "naval officer", thank god it's not our navy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THW5rppqR2I/AAAAAAAAAGI/dPWSHpUvh9s/s1600/salt+jolie+blonde.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THW5rppqR2I/AAAAAAAAAGI/dPWSHpUvh9s/s320/salt+jolie+blonde.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;what's she thinking about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THW5306EefI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/682rdXVI-rc/s1600/salt+angie+wtf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THW5306EefI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/682rdXVI-rc/s320/salt+angie+wtf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THW6L1A8G3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/mhxOzci-osc/s1600/salt+premier+llama+is+free.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THW6L1A8G3I/AAAAAAAAAGY/mhxOzci-osc/s320/salt+premier+llama+is+free.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THW62NajXmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/GGY4D3F1Frs/s1600/angiejo+looking+old.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THW62NajXmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/GGY4D3F1Frs/s320/angiejo+looking+old.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this? (scary)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-8764416987397364962?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8764416987397364962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=8764416987397364962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/8764416987397364962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/8764416987397364962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/08/maybe-shes-sailor-earth.html' title='maybe she&apos;s sailor earth? (now with salt)'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/THWAcDf2mNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/AN824hkOUjY/s72-c/jordan+todosey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-8087936395224380898</id><published>2010-08-24T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T16:26:03.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ifc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>hell girl, it's time for revenge!</title><content type='html'>i saw part of this strange anime on ifc. it's a series called "hell girl" and, from what i can get out it it, somehow you summon up this schoolgirl with red eyes when you have a real gripe against someone. so, she presents you with a crude&amp;nbsp;black doll that has a red string around its neck. if you remove the string, she will go to the person and escort their soul to HELL. however, the price of this rather awesome revenge is you will be joining them in the misery of hell when YOU die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this particular episode, one girl has bitchily stolen a photo from another girl and spread it around thus getting the girl in the photo into a lot of trouble. p.s., they are in middle school. the girl with the photo wasn't even sure who had stolen the photo (i got the idea she suspected one person, but it turned out to be someone different).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the picture stealer arrives at school at night to meet the girl in the photo (no idea why) and encounters a lot of very freaky things. finally, she meets the now kimono-clad hell girl. they tell the photo stealer that she's a terrible person who goes around making other people's lives miserable. she hotly denies everything. but, no matter, the room itself was witness to her misdeeds and hell girl can talk to rooms and suchlike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long story short, hell girl is paddling across a river with the photo thief staring up at her. and, they're on their way to hell itself. at which point i took a short nap and woke up for the credits. from them, i discerned that the premise of the show was aggrieved party contacts hell girl and she rolls up and takes someone to hell in the promise of getting another soul later. (in other words, pretty much what happened above.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i wonder.. what if the accuser is the bad person and the accused is innocent? what if neither one are really bad people? how many people are going to be taken to hell by hell girl if it's this easy? i mean, teenagers alone would send practically everyone they knew to hell! all right, i'm taking this too seriously. but, it seemed awesome until i started wondering how many days of this it would take before EVERYONE was in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know that hell in japanese lore is exactly what i think of as hell, but from hell girl's description... it's not the greatest place. you are miserable and lonely and stuff pretty well sucks. which sounds pretty well like the way you felt when you possibly summoned hell girl. so, let's see, you're trading some years of misery for ETERNITY of misery? is there a lesser option? because, for most things, that sounds a little bit like a bad deal to me.&lt;div 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revenge!'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-7596473474229549417</id><published>2010-08-13T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T16:20:47.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='betty grissom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie: the right stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='astronauts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expectations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gus grissom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interpersonal relationships'/><title type='text'>"they owe me, gus!"</title><content type='html'>the right stuff is currently on tv. gus grissom has just faced the consequences of splash landing sans capsule. his wife, betty, is upset that instead of a ticker tape parade and meeting with president and mrs. kennedy, they had a small ceremony at an air force base. she tells gus, that the military, nasa, the country (i forget who all she mentioned, but some combination of the above) OWE her for all the time he's been off doing dangerous stuff in service to the country. obviously, i have no idea what betty grissom may or may not have said to her husband, but since astronauting did eventually kill him... her feelings would have been understandable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there seemed to be this idea, at one time, that women could find fulfillment via their husbands and families. if women were good wives and mothers, then they would be repaid by the successes of their husbands and children. i'm not saying this is wrong, per se. i am sure even now many women feel this way and i don't see anything wrong with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i do know that we have a little bit of a problem with a lot of people... it's not possible, for practical reasons, for women to always do this (even if they want to). also, some women do not WANT to do this anyway. they have their own goals which they wish to pursue that go beyond the household. i don't have any problem with that idea either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i do see as sort of a problem is now we have TWO people feeling "owed" if things do not go the way they expected. and, honestly, a lot of the time it won't. i don't mean that it's necessarily a problem that can be fixed by one person just giving up their desires. when you see people overcome it, it's because they decide their relationship with one another is more important than these feelings. however, a lot of self-help type of books will say either someone (it varies which one... not just by gender, but also by the feelings of owed-ness) must simply feel different. which sounds confusing to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as time goes on, it seems more and more is expected of people with less chance of personal reward. they're supposed to be "rewarded" by a feeling of doing a good job or whatever else. which is fine until you consider what the workplace is like... maybe everyone would be happier if it was just admitted that sometimes most people like to have much made of them. sometimes, by someone. i'm not talking about "oh, we're all WINNERS!" but, a way to be honest with the people in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, i say this and i have total hang ups about all of this stuff. probably why i noticed it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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gus!&quot;'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-4612035941166893651</id><published>2010-08-12T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T04:11:59.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brownies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood memories'/><title type='text'>brownies &amp; bluebirds</title><content type='html'>when i was in second grade, a lot of us girls joined the brownies. i suppose most of my friends and most of their friends were members. we had been given quite a pep talk about it by someone... not someone i knew and not the woman who was our leader. she made it sound AWESOME. i remember there were dues and i think we paid them early in the process (or rather our parents paid them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember going with my mother to a very old-fashioned counter in some local department store to buy the things i needed to BE a brownie. this included a complete uniform.&amp;nbsp;i was so excited. the uniforms were an ugly brown, but it didn't matter. this was the first time ever that i was to be in a club and, according to the booklet i received, a number of fun things were in store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how many meetings we went to... i only remember one. for some reason, it was at city hall. city hall had a few rooms used for various meetings, but it was very unusual for a group of second grade girls to go there for a meeting. i do believe we had at least one meeting previous to this that was in a classroom right after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were all dressed in our little uniforms and they'd told us we might&amp;nbsp;earn&amp;nbsp;our first&amp;nbsp;badge. i don't remember who led our brownie troop. i do know she was not one of our teachers. she was a new person to us. i don't know if she was in our first meeting, but i know this was not the first time we saw her. something about her... i think she was the reason for everything that happened next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as we all got into city hall and were assembled in the room, it was announced that a few girls (they were specifically named) would go into another room and do some sort of special project. i think some girls were left in the room we started in and i went with a group in an adjoining room. i feel like most of us girls did the same project. the few selected girls... i do not know what they did. we all were very curious about it, but they were taken to another part of the building and doors were closed between us and them (whereas the doors between the two larger groups were open).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were told to sit in a circle. i was with two of my best friends and another couple of girls i felt were good friends. one or two of my special friends were in the other large group. although i should have known the girls in the small, selected group (there weren't THAT many of us, after all) i have the impression at least some of them seemed unfamiliar to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were a couple of ladies who assisted the brownie leader. i don't remember when our leader left us, but she wasn't around much for that meeting. our chance to earn a badge was for sewing. i'd tried to learn to sew with my mother before, but i was totally unprepared for what they actually gave us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a bird, the far from simple pattern was outlined in blue.&amp;nbsp;we were given&amp;nbsp;some light blue thread (i'm not sure if it was even embrodiery floss, but if it was it was very thin). with no explanation, we were to do this rather advanced project within an hour or so. not knowing any better, we tried. i managed to attach mine to my dress. (btw, there are certain stitches in embroidery.. i do recall someone talking about this, but i'm not sure if anyone was actually able to use this information).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, we were given a cookie and some very thin lemonade and released to our parents. well, most of us. i don't&amp;nbsp;remember seeing the selected girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&amp;nbsp;not long after&amp;nbsp;that, most of us abruptly quit brownies. or rather, our parents took us out of it. most unusually, NONE of us got the crap kids usually get about quitting stuff, wasting money, etc. i know the brownie troop did not really disband. a few girls stayed in although i didn't know that until years later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what made our parents pull us all out of the troop. i think it was something to do with our leader. the only other time i ever remember my mother saying even one word about this was about four years later. i had a friend who was a girl scout. i asked my mother if i could join as well. she said no, i'd already been in the girl scouts. she didn't get upset with me, but there was no further discussion after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's possible this is not as mysterious to some of the other girls as it is to me. some of them can still ask their parents what happened. weirdly, i forgot all about everything except having a uniform and sewing the bluebird to my dress by mistake. shortly after i was out of the brownies everything i had gotten for it was gotten rid of by my mother. i don't know if she gave it to someone else or just threw it away. i can't exactly ask her as she passed away only a year or so after i asked her about the girl scouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all these years, i am not sure who i'd ask about this meeting. i remember my friend's mother arriving to take us home. and something there she did not like at all when she saw it, but i am not sure what to make of that. i do believe whatever it was, she called my mother about it. i do still know this lady, but i can't think of how to ask her about this without sounding completely crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep thinking there's nothing to it because i can't really remember anything specific. but, it WAS&amp;nbsp;strange. plus, since when do parents throw away money for uniforms, books, and dues without even a complaint? and i'm not talking about just a couple of folks... i'm talking about at least 15 sets of parents. i remained friends with some of these same girls for years and spent time in their houses. never did anyone ever mention the brownies after we all left the troop. not even when they were complaining about "all the money i spend on your clubs". not my parents. not any of my friends' parents. OTHER&amp;nbsp;activities they complained about, but not this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember us wearing those brownie uniforms to school and we were proud of them. but something was always happening to my dress. i was sewing stuff on it, getting stuff on it. i remember getting something weird and yellow on it when i was outside. i tried to clean it off, but i couldn't. this makes me think there was at least one meeting after the one at city hall. i don't think i ever wore the uniform again after that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-4612035941166893651?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4612035941166893651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=4612035941166893651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4612035941166893651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4612035941166893651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/08/brownies-bluebirds.html' title='brownies &amp; bluebirds'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-7852117590405628879</id><published>2010-08-08T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T08:17:33.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jessi slaughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the leonhart clan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trolling and the trolled'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>guess who's back and now with clothes for sale!</title><content type='html'>as if the internets were awaiting her return with trepidation, jessi slaughter (that's her "scene" last name) is back online. she went on someone else's account, called everyone "bitches" and announced she had a clothing line coming soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same people who took exception to her previous video efforts have already noticed. youtube noticed as well and pulled the video (it's been reposted by others). jessica's parents are, i suppose, in a stupor somewhere still believing (as her mother told an interviewer) that jessi hasn't made any videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did try to find out what the clothes looked like, but all i could find were t-shirts made by her detractors bearing such sentiments as "you dun goofed" which is a quote from her father. they also seem fond of the "cyberpolice" and i&amp;nbsp;suppose that will live on after this meme dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a video by a mother who said she was speaking directly to jessica and pleaded with her&amp;nbsp;to get off the internet and stay off until she was 18 if that's how long it took for her to realize what she was doing was wrong. she said this very nicely, but i'm sure jessica won't listen to her. she'll probably file that under "haterz" even though there was nothing at all hateful about it. one thing i thought was interesting was she explained, "i know you think you're famous, but you're not. you're infamous." unfortunately, when i watched this i had no idea that it would stick in my mind the way it did, so i don't even recall who posted it. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on the other hand, people have told jessica this in every possible way it can be told... some nicely, some rudely and it hasn't sunk in at all. i know she's 11, but i don't remember being QUITE that thick headed when i was 11. i mean the entire fucking internet is telling this girl GET OFF THE INTERNET and she's back in two weeks calling everyone "bitches" or rather "BITCHES!!!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about the parents? there are probably more videos aimed at them than at jessie. no one is saying, wow you are doing a fabulous job as a parent. no, everyone (even young teens) are asking them WTF are you thinking?! why aren't you paying attention to your daughter? can't you see what she's getting into? don't you realize your horrendous lack of parenting is affecting her badly? why does she have a webcam in her bedroom? are you nuts? why is she hanging out with a myspace band? shouldn't she be at home playing barbies? haven't you seen the photos she's posted? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have seen a 16 year old honestly tell them to please read a parenting book because they are doing it wrong. and he was being 100% sincere. that would motivate me a little bit, but if it didn't ... good grief, the police, the psychologist, CPS, and GMA would motivate me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, once again... the internet steps in to try to parent a kid and there is no telling what will happen now. because quite honestly, the internet is not the softest of nests. it was never meant to be a babysitter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-7852117590405628879?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7852117590405628879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=7852117590405628879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/7852117590405628879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/7852117590405628879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/08/guess-whos-back-and-now-with-clothes.html' title='guess who&apos;s back and now with clothes for sale!'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-4323421258363886160</id><published>2010-08-01T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T07:29:32.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stephen colbert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tennessee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basil marceau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>basil marceau not a native tennessean</title><content type='html'>so, everyone is losing their fucking minds over this batshit crazy guy basil marceau who is running for governor of tennessee. now, i happen to be somewhat familiar with tennessee politics and i know... there's a grand tradition of having a wacky candidate or two. THEY take themselves seriously and the media has to mention them, to an extent, but they're in no way serious candidates. i don't know if it's absurdly easy to get on the ballot in tennessee or what, but it's not particularly easy to actually WIN the election. all i can think is having a few crazies around livens up otherwise dull political speechifying. or maybe that's just the price of allowing more people access to the political process. you'll get a few who are.. hm... marceauesque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought at first, having just heard bits and pieces of what he was saying, that he was literally a joke candidate. but, upon closer examination i have noticed a few interesting things. he considers having to obey certain laws such as "traffic stops" to be a form of slavery. i suppose he's basing this on the fact that you can be arrested and taken to jail. then you'll have to get bailed out and you'll having a hearing which, more than likely, will result in punishment. i am not sure what he means by "traffic stops" btw. i really don't care. he will not get elected so it doesn't matter. he will however, run again because this isn't even his first foray into political campaigning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read one article where people were carrying on that he was a secessionist. hm, i don't think so since he makes a rather big deal about having been in the united states marine corps. also, he was born in pennsylvania and worked in new jersey before he eventually wound up in tennessee. i think they're basing it on his interest in the freedman's bureau. hello... the FREEDman's (past tense, freedom accomplished) bureau did not exist until 1865. and it most certainly was not run by secessionists because most of them were in deep shit in 1865 and hardly likely to be asked to run an institution of the u.s. government. also in the 1860s secessionists = democrats; runners of reconstruction programs (freedman's bureau et al) = REPUBLICANS. from his webpage,&amp;nbsp;ol' basil&amp;nbsp;seems to be concerned about the freedman's bureau. i don't know if he's aware that it was discontinued in 1872. fortunately, from what i've heard, stephen colbert told him about it, so now he can rest easily instead of wondering if the agents of this organization are qualified.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-4323421258363886160?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4323421258363886160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=4323421258363886160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4323421258363886160'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>jaimie and angie and degrassi's twins: "brothers are forever"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUdMPMcgrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KCuLFhsDD6E/s1600/aj+jh+at+an+event+arm+in+arm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUdMPMcgrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KCuLFhsDD6E/s320/aj+jh+at+an+event+arm+in+arm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the originals, very nicely dressed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUaeY2MCcI/AAAAAAAAADg/eUC6-KXKhlQ/s1600/Fiona-and-Declan-degrassi-8621463-460-345.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUaeY2MCcI/AAAAAAAAADg/eUC6-KXKhlQ/s320/Fiona-and-Declan-degrassi-8621463-460-345.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;declan and fiona coyne, twins from degrassi (landon liboiron and annie clark)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUbEQhnxfI/AAAAAAAAADo/s5u_rnDcjJk/s1600/aj+jh+with+voight+teenageish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUbEQhnxfI/AAAAAAAAADo/s5u_rnDcjJk/s320/aj+jh+with+voight+teenageish.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;not twins, with their father jon voight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUbkOvsnqI/AAAAAAAAADw/W52Hd7FVpds/s1600/aj+jh+jv+western+this+decade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUbkOvsnqI/AAAAAAAAADw/W52Hd7FVpds/s320/aj+jh+jv+western+this+decade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;they all get cowboy on us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUb5nZob7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/LcVBs3MY8z8/s1600/aj+jh+kids+with+parents+without+writing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUb5nZob7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/LcVBs3MY8z8/s320/aj+jh+kids+with+parents+without+writing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;angie and jaimie with mommy and daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUcwOgYo0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/aEM9DUlwHzE/s1600/aj+jh+flower.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUcwOgYo0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/aEM9DUlwHzE/s320/aj+jh+flower.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;flowers are delicious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUd2s5eJPI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/OQ1oPL5ub90/s1600/aj+jh+in+black+at+event.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUd2s5eJPI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/OQ1oPL5ub90/s320/aj+jh+in+black+at+event.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;let's be vampires!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUeD9WlRUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xb5JmAKGOEg/s1600/aj+jh+wearing+gray.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUeD9WlRUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Xb5JmAKGOEg/s320/aj+jh+wearing+gray.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;matching outfits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUeU0DK6_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/CtKQPOR8Ez0/s1600/aj+with+jon+voight+holding+hands.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUeU0DK6_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/CtKQPOR8Ez0/s320/aj+with+jon+voight+holding+hands.jpg" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;holding hands with dad (i wish this was better quality)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most everyone knows that angie kissed her brother at the academy awards. if you look into this for about two minutes, you will find she kissed him at a lot of different events and photoshoots and just in general. of course, they have brushed off any suggestion that this is anything other than normal affection. everyone who has siblings said, "hmmm...". but, there's really no way to know anything about it&amp;nbsp;besides what we saw and they said... and it's not like they were little kids. so, it kind of faded from memory. maybe younger people don't even&amp;nbsp;know about it. or if they have heard about it, they&amp;nbsp;probably think those of us who were around in the prudish&amp;nbsp;1990s&amp;nbsp;were very confused and they probably just shook hands or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, the writers of degrassi have not forgotten. in fact, i think they have every interview angie and jaimie have ever done on their pdas for easy access. because i swear... sometimes... but, let's just get into this particular dip into the pool of incestual implications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, declan and fiona are&amp;nbsp;the rich kids of a diplomat and have thus moved around "only having each other." people who know them dryly observe that they're routinely mistaken for boyfriend and girlfriend because "they're very close."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiona is very distant with the mere mortals that attend degrassi (or exist on earth, whatever), so she's&amp;nbsp;let's&amp;nbsp;say "mysterious." and she's just outright odd. then there's her endearing traits&amp;nbsp;like calling things normal high school students eat "peasant food." in other words, she has no friends. except her brother, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though they both sniff their ponytails at the thought of public school, for some reason&amp;nbsp;declan takes to the place. well, because it's degrassi and everyone who goes there (except fiona, of course) lurves it.&amp;nbsp;maybe it's got something to do with the fact that every teacher gives you 1000 chances to get a good grade and there are millions of free extracurricular activities for "joiners" (this&amp;nbsp;doesn't mean the same thing in canada, or at least i don't think they're talking about construction workers). it's just super terrific. in fact, declan&amp;nbsp;wants to stay there and graduate while fifi wants to take herself back to manhattan. maybe this has something to do with the fact declan has a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, for fiona this is a television show. so that means that moving to another country does not get rid of the girlfriend. she packs up and moves as well. hell, she even brings her good friend for&amp;nbsp;the subplot's&amp;nbsp;sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, when fiona catches&amp;nbsp;her brother and his girlfriend&amp;nbsp;making out at a party, she decides to prove there's nothing girlfriends can do that she can't do better!&amp;nbsp;happily, the paparazzi, showing resourcefulness beyond anything i ever imagined, get a photo for the newspaper.&amp;nbsp;even the music television channel runs the "twincest" story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then declan shows up and declares his love for his girlfriend while telling her his sister has been banished to the&amp;nbsp;hamptons (i don't get that part,&amp;nbsp;are they down with the crazy there or what?) since he now sees that she is just not o.k. but, trust, this&amp;nbsp;will not be the end of that because fiona is going to get him back by finding the worst not-related-to-her boyfriend she can find.&amp;nbsp;although, she sort of overdid it because she picked one of those guys that likes to smack his bitch up and, unfortunately, that would be her. so, i&amp;nbsp;figure her brother's reaction to that will completely bizarre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before this episode aired, i read people carrying on over on&amp;nbsp;some degrassi message board about how "brave" the writers were to do this. the hell you say? what's "brave" about this? is this something a&amp;nbsp;lot of high school kids deal with that we MUST cover?&amp;nbsp;i'm just going to go out on a limb and say no, it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being that i don't have a young and impressionable mind i thought it was pretty hilarious. also, i am enjoying trying to figure out where they got certain aspects of the stories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know where i got these photos... if you own one and want it removed, just let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUkzcDiTRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Kj2k-zAflSg/s1600/jon+v+with+aj+and+jh+pap+shot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUkzcDiTRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Kj2k-zAflSg/s320/jon+v+with+aj+and+jh+pap+shot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"please don't take a picture"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/07/jaimie-and-angie-and-degrassis-twins.html' title='jaimie and angie and degrassi&apos;s twins: &quot;brothers are forever&quot;'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/TEUdMPMcgrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KCuLFhsDD6E/s72-c/aj+jh+at+an+event+arm+in+arm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-139280315921280412</id><published>2010-07-17T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T16:29:30.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phyllis diller'/><title type='text'>happy birthday "old spice"</title><content type='html'>it's phyllis diller's birthday, everyone! i saw a skit she did for "spice girl tryouts" (i don't remember which comedy sketch show) where she was "old spice." hilarious. love her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-139280315921280412?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/139280315921280412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=139280315921280412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/139280315921280412'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ketchup'/><title type='text'>ketchup powder? on popcorn? really?</title><content type='html'>so, teen nick (yes, i know) is playing "every degrassi ever". one episode introduced me to something i had (thankfully) never heard of.. and yes, i am sharing the horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manny sez to emma "popcorn with extra ketchup powder." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i knew they had ketchup-flavored potato chips, but... i can see how that MIGHT taste all right. they're fried potatoes and ketchup tastes good on french fries. i even read someone saying the powder on the chips mixes with "the salvia in your mouth" to taste like regular chips. er, that sounds SUPER APPETIZING, so i will take that back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, who the fuck ever thought, ketchup and corn... those two flavors need to come together? sick and wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why is&amp;nbsp;canada's ketchup in powder form?&lt;div 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really?'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-1498998192927683538</id><published>2010-07-11T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T02:56:42.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv: deadliest warrior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun tzu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musketeers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vlad tepes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ming warriors'/><title type='text'>deadliest warrior: vlad tepes vs. sun tzu</title><content type='html'>so, dracula has finally shown up on deadliest warrior. you know they've been waiting with baited breath to do this one. i'm a bit surprised as sun tzu has his match-up. maybe it would have been more interesting to put alexander the great vs. sun tzu. then maybe genghis khan vs. vlad tepes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most interesting thing about this episode was i learned something very, very important. there really IS something called a "hand cannon." i always just thought that was a slang term for a large caliber pistol. but, come to find out, there actually IS a hand-held cannon! and it even has a hook on it so you can use it to clobber enemies in melee combat. which you will be in if you fail to kill your foe with the hand cannon because it takes about a minute to reload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have really gotten sun tzu's weapons a bit confused with the ming warriors they had the next episode fighting the french musketeers. both of these episodes showed highly creative weapons which are quite destructive. however, when your enemy has iron armor as well as firearms, they have an incredible advantage. so, both sun tzu and the ming warriors lost. but, at least the musketeers did not use the same method of celebration of victory that dracula did in the sketch. (wince)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-1498998192927683538?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1498998192927683538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=1498998192927683538' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/1498998192927683538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/1498998192927683538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/07/deadliest-warrior-vlad-tepes-vs-sun-tzu.html' title='deadliest warrior: vlad tepes vs. sun tzu'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-9144560161926120093</id><published>2010-06-30T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T07:12:01.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv: deadliest warrior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='briefcase gun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kgb'/><title type='text'>deadliest warrior: kgb vs. cia</title><content type='html'>i know dealiest warrior is a silly show, but i watch it. then again, i believe my taste in television shows has already been proven to be questionable, so moving along... oh and spoilers if anyone cares. haha&lt;br /&gt;the kbg had a submachine gun, an exploding message tube (open correctly: message, open incorrectly: bomb), a shoe knife, and a working camera that had a very small one bullet gun inside it (which did prove effective at close range). the cia had a better submachine gun, an exploding cigar, a briefcase with a pistol strapped inside it, and a garrote. in matchups the cia won the submachine gun and concealed pistol tests while the kgb won the exploding item&amp;nbsp;and non-gun tests. although the garrote tested was made of piano wire with wooden handles, the cia demonstrator referred to a "cloth garrote". he even showed us one. a lot of us would call that a "scarf".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just read some guy's little write up of how he fantasized the battle portion of the show would go. at the end, he smugly offered to "take the writing job" of coming up with scenarios. all i could think is maybe he should learn the difference between the secret service and the cia before he patted himself on the back much more.&amp;nbsp;also, he should watch the show. they never add in a bunch of extra people. modern warriors are always teams of five. so, it will be a ten person scenario, period. we can assume anyone else that may be around (in theory) heard the excessive gunfire and decided to hide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;granted, the scenario they came up with was illogical as the goal seemed to be a roll of film. if the cia was only wanting a roll of film they'd go about the whole thing in a different manner anyway. such as having the person drop off the film somewhere other than his own freaking kgb-protected office, but it's a television show about fighting. this was wildly creative for them because i really expected the cia and kgb and be randomly fighting in an open field for no particular reason at all even though IRL that makes no sense.&lt;br /&gt;the people representing the kgb during the testing phase were eager to let everyone know they were unconcerned about "collateral damage" and that, unlike the cia, they didn't have to worry about oversight (called "running to daddy every five minutes"). which, damn... things get out of hand plenty enough as it is. also, due to the national security act of 1947, which formed the cia, the cia doesn't get that much oversight. but, these guys weren't real kgb. so, they were just taking a guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did go so far as to look up "collateral damage" because i thought causing it did not really help you achieve whatever mission you were after. but, definitions differ. it can be considered damage related to your mission, but not essential to completing the mission. but, either way, i think i prefer if people sincerely try to avoid it if at all possible.&lt;br /&gt;the show also wanted to talk about training. a little was said about kgb training which was mostly that the spetsnaz trained them in martial arts and pain resistance. the cia says they train on the farm with the u.s. military and everything else is classified. i sort of wonder about both of those. i wonder if everyone receives some overall training and then different people get more intensive training on whatever their exact job will be. i also wonder how long all of this takes. do they get trained for a while and then go out and do a few things and then get trained some more based on how they did with those things? i guess the world will never know because the kgb doesn't even exist any more and that cannot possibly be all of their training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that the cia won? well, they did. they won 550 out of 1,000 simulated battles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite part of the whole show, i have to say, was the briefcase gun. especially in light of the fact that you apparently just make one for yourself whenever you believe you might need one. you would think, logically, this would be an item that couldn't be aimed effectively, but based on the demonstration, it can be aimed very precisely. practice makes perfect?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-9144560161926120093?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/9144560161926120093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=9144560161926120093' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/9144560161926120093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/9144560161926120093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/deadliest-warrior-kgb-vs-cia.html' title='deadliest warrior: kgb vs. cia'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-1356615299348455400</id><published>2010-06-28T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T19:45:26.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mel brooks'/><title type='text'>mel brooks has a birthday!</title><content type='html'>i know the day's almost over, but happy birthday to mel brooks. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-1356615299348455400?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1356615299348455400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=1356615299348455400' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/1356615299348455400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/1356615299348455400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/mel-brooks-has-birthday.html' title='mel brooks has a birthday!'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-4716935343171702118</id><published>2010-06-28T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T06:26:49.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lapd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brian alexik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime'/><title type='text'>the lapd, brian alexik, and the strange condo</title><content type='html'>some weeks ago, a gas leak was reported in a certain building. when the lapd tried to evacuate unit 701, the inhabitant refused to open the door which was a real problem as the gas seemed to be coming from it. when the police forced open the door, they were just in time to see its resident "scamper" down the fire escape carrying a couple of dufflebags. a pursuit failed, but in early june, the police did catch up with this man, named brian alexik (although known by a few other names) hiding out at his girlfriend's place. an arrest was made, but i'm getting ahead of myself... back to the condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there wasn't a gas leak. alexik was simply running a generator to supply his electrical needs as his power had been cut off. this is a bit amazing as this was a $3,400/month condo (some reports just round that up to $4,000) and he originally paid advance rent in cash. the days of plentiful cash were gone because he was on the verge of getting evicted. it's a bit mysterious as to WHY he got behind on his bills because he was engaged in a variety of criminal pursuits. for one thing, he was counterfeiting money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we have the counterfeited money of which the police found about $15,000 worth. the way this guy was counterfeiting money was to bleach $1 bills and then reprint them as $50 or $100 bills. a lot of money orders were also found in his apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ironically, this apartment was right next door to the u.s. federal reserve and the police found evidence that alexik had been watching it through binoculars. people have different theories as to why he was doing this... everything to plotting robbery to watching a particular person to general paranoia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one bedroom had been converted to "a makeshift machine shop" that had "tools scattered around." in this, alexik had done some weapons modifications although the weapons reported left at the apartment were an AK-47, a sawed-off shotgun, and a pistol. i've read some descriptions of what sort of modifications he was doing it doesn't sound like any of these weapons would necessarily be what he was working on, but idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other interesting items were some things to make false passports, some things the lapd assumed were drug-related (not sure&amp;nbsp;if they were, but alexik does have a new jersey drug conviction from 1996). apparently, he hadn't made himself a fake driver's license because, more recently, he'd been caught driving without a license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alexik also had photos of him with several celebrities. the lapd says he had some connections in the world of fashion and cosmetics. they opined that he had a way about him that drew some people to him. because of this sort of thing, they assumed he'd fled the country when, in fact, he was about a mile up the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alexik also had a number of photos of himself with different hairstyles, etc. several people seemed to think his photos look very familiar. one person swore he'd seen alexik's photo advertising a porn site (this was not a pornographic photo, btw). i don't know about that, but a lot of people did feel like they'd seen him before although most assumed he just resembled someone who was famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the condo... in the attic, the lapd found some interesting tilework.. apparently, alexik had wiled away his spare hours not devoted to counterfeiting, weapons modification, and forging to make a lovely "replica" of the cia shield. i put the quoties because it's not exact or anything. according to some reports he did some lovely tilework in his previous apartment although he used something else for inspiration. hanging over the lovely shield (which was on the floor) was a portrait of hugo chavez. at first, the lapd thought alexik had an obsession with the cia, but they say they didn't find anything else of that nature in his condo. although, when you handmake a 5-feet wide tile tribute, why would you NEED anything else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the secret service now has the four hard drives taken from alexik's computers and the lapd is hoping to learn wtf this dude was up to. even though they have him in custody under $1 million bail, he doesn't feel like enlightening them. the secret service deals with counterfeiting in case anyone was wondering why them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, various people have been guessing ... personally, his set-up sounds like something from a movie or comic book (because it was in an expensive condo, a place ill suited to, say, a machine shop), but i know little about these sorts of things. i do like the guess that he's part of organized crime with a really good b.s.&amp;nbsp; story (for people he'd like to impress) that he has um... government connections. but, of course, who knows... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lapd may be withholding information due to their on-going investigation, so there may not be as much mystery as there seems. one reason i think this is they've already arrested someone else he knows on weapons charges. his girlfriend was also arrested for aiding him in his flight from police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, there are two main mysteries.. first, with all these money making methods (one of which is literal) he had, why couldn't he pay his bills? second, WTF is up with his freaking art project? the first mystery could be answered, i suppose, if he had a roommate and that person is the one who did a lot of these things, but it doesn't sound as if such a person exists. still, if this was a comic book, they would.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-4716935343171702118?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4716935343171702118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>let's drug test washington</title><content type='html'>orrin hatch, of utah, has decided the unemployed need to be drug tested. well, ORRIN, what is this going to really do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drug testing will add an entire layer of expense and delay to unemployment compensation. either they will have to hire someone to conduct drug tests at the unemployment office or everyone will have to take their ass to a lab and get it done. THEN someone will have to be in charge of maintaining all of the drug testing records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have actually taken work drug tests... both ones given by an on-site nurse and ones that required going to a lab. these were pre-employment drug screens. in both cases, it took much more time than it seem like&amp;nbsp;would take. when i went to the "lab" which was essentially a fairly busy doctors' office that squeezed in some pre-employment drug screens between doing everything else, they could only deal with one person at a time. there were perhaps five people that i saw who were getting drug tested. i was there about five hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people at the unemployment office are not lighting fast, for people who&amp;nbsp;don't know this. today, the receptionist took about 10 minutes to tell me to go sit down and wait for a certain lady to be free to talk to me. now, i came and told her my name and that i was there for a specific interview. i also immediately filled out a&amp;nbsp;slip of paper with my name, SSN, etc. like i said, they're not quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some lady was sitting in there waiting for someone and i had to wait another five minutes for her to FINALLY tell these people she didn't need to see anyone. she was just waiting on someone else. it was truly painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, if there had been any cups to pee in i would still be there.&amp;nbsp;we all would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe very little would be learned from the tests. first, not everyone in america is&amp;nbsp;on drugs. so, a lot of us would pass the&amp;nbsp;test. second, a lot of the people who ARE on drugs do not use them constantly, so they would pass the test&amp;nbsp;just from having the sense to abstain in the days before the&amp;nbsp;test. third, people who are heavier drugs users.. well, honestly, do&amp;nbsp;these people generally work anywhere long enough to build up unemployment benefits? let's just say&amp;nbsp;some do. from my experience living in the world, these people know how to get around&amp;nbsp;pee tests.&amp;nbsp;i don't know how well their methods work, but many of them aren't going to be caught.&amp;nbsp;then there's the false positives who will have to be retested. i don't know that much about this, but it does happen and this&amp;nbsp;will add expense and delay their benefits. which could possibly impact their lives very negatively given THEY HAVE NO MONEY. something i guess senators only know as an abstract concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, given all of this&amp;nbsp;the tests would&amp;nbsp;accomplish little except costing money. there are people who will not do drugs, test or no test. then there are the people who know how to get aroung the test. testing them makes no difference because, generally they aren't going to change their behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose he's thinking some people may have&amp;nbsp;been sober, upright citizens&amp;nbsp;until they went on unemployent and then they became degenerate drug users. well, i suppose that can happen. just like senators can try to solicit blow jobs in bathrooms because they cannot figure out how to&amp;nbsp;hook up with another guy without stumbling into a criminal investigation of&amp;nbsp;some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in theory, no one&amp;nbsp;wants to give money to a bum. i get that. but, on the other hand, unemployment insurance does not last forever.&amp;nbsp;unlike, say a senator's pension plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, if we are concerned with drug addled people collecting&amp;nbsp;unemployment should we not be concerned&amp;nbsp;about our politicans? overall, they have shown themselves to be completely out of touch with reality, to have poor impulse control, and to have an exaggerated sense of self worth. additionally, their jobs affect millions of people, therefore it is reasonable for us to be concerned with their state of mind. so, we'll do the drug tests, then we will move on to&amp;nbsp;the mental health profiles.&amp;nbsp;then we'll just see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people need to PAY ATTENTION to when their elected representative does something to&amp;nbsp;say, screw up the economy. as&amp;nbsp;much as some people scream and rant that the&amp;nbsp;free&amp;nbsp;market will fix everything... if no one has any money to buy then no profits will be made. it's just that simple. it's time to stop letting them get by with spewing out a bunch of words&amp;nbsp;and throwing the attention onto some social issue like gay&amp;nbsp;marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, everyone wishes weddings were like some&amp;nbsp;movie from 50 years ago. but, that is&amp;nbsp;just a habit we have. how people who solicit sex in bathrooms can look down on people&amp;nbsp;who actually seek to marry the person they love is beyond me.&amp;nbsp;just like how someone who is paid a lot of money through tax dollars can begrudge people without an income of being able to take care of basic needs is beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orrin hatch is certainly not the only senator interested in drug testing. all of these bastards stink. if they are worried about money, how much do they think this testing&amp;nbsp;will cost?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-5831772651870348304?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5831772651870348304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=5831772651870348304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/5831772651870348304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='celebrities'/><title type='text'>tila's house is haunted and she got possessed</title><content type='html'>for some reason i watched the tmz tv show last night. well, who should be trotting down the road, but a newly blonde tila tequila. she actually looked well put together making me think she had an appointment or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the tmz person asked tila if she was all right because they'd heard she'd tried to kill herself. tila says, no she didn't even as she shows them some "scars" on her arm (more like healed over scabs). she says she got possessed "like the exorcist" because her house is haunted. she was pretty cheerful about the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tila then got into an elevator and went on her merry way smiling and waving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilariously, harvey said he wondered what britney spears thinks when she sees stuff like this because "of all of the crazy people in hollywood, she got stuck with a conservatorship." and there are, for sure, nuttier people than britney roaming the hollywood area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose it's both a blessing and a curse for britney that she got placed under conservatorship because her father wanted to help her (save her life and her $) and this was the route he took. now, i'm not sure if she STILL needs to be under the conservatorship and i have noticed it is costing her a lot of money... so i definitely sympathize with her desire to break free of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamie spears has admitted that he did things wrong when britney was growing up and he regrets not helping her more when she was younger. whatever his faults (and i am sure he has plenty, many of which would be in the past when he was a raging alcoholic), i do believe he sincerely want britney to be ALIVE. i think her whole family wants that. and it's not like her father is just kicking back somewhere, he is living with britney and making sure she is all right. he makes sure she eats real food, not just doritos and dr. pepper. i don't know if he is the absolute BEST person for that job, but it looks like he was the only person who wanted to take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as tila and her exorcist house.. something strange is going on with her because sometimes she seems to actually believe these crazy stories she tells. i don't remember her being like that before casey died. she seemed more like the average hollywood person working the stroll, trying to get her face out there and makes some money. but since casey died, tila has been having these injuries coupled with very grandiose stories about what happened. hopefully, this is some strange online roleplaying thing she's doing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-6075862417577512518?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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going to get this cake for free (or so she thought). of course, ice cream cakes are generally pretty tasty, so possibly it is his favorite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;dina pranced down to her local carvel's brandishing a special "black" card issued to ali lohan. i believe ali is in l.a. with lindsay and dina's antics were taking place in or near long island. in any case, ali was nowhere around when dina presented ali's card in lieu of money at the checkout. the store&amp;nbsp;manager asked to see identification... and dina was insulted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the story varies between dina and carvel at this point.. dina claims the store manager seized her arm in one hand, her card in one hand, and called the police with yet another hand (or something like that).&amp;nbsp;the police reponded, according to dina, with FOUR cop cars and a helicopter.&amp;nbsp;commenters on different sites have said some of this had nothing to do with dina.. there was a (non-lohan) criminal on the loose in that area. some also say the helicopter was headed to a hospital, idk, but the commenters have more plausible stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;dina claims the store manager refused to give her the card. finally, the police officer got him to hand back the card (this doesn't make the card magically useful if carvel doesn't want it to be). she says the manager told her, "you can have the card, but you can't have the cake." (i guess she didn't try offering $$ for the cake.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;dina lamented to radar, "you can see how we're treated worse than regular people." yes, i have to say, when i go once per day to carvel on my neighbor's card to buy ice cream cake for the entire local middle school, they give me that free ice cream and thank me for my business... oh wait, no that never happened. mostly because there's no carvel's around here, but also if i did such a thing i would have to put forward $$$$$. in fact, if i went only once and got the smallest item on the menu, i'd still have to put forth $. from what i've read that's how stores work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;dina said that when ali gets back in town she will take her to carvel every day for a month! i guess to punish carvel for only sometimes giving clan lohan free ice cream? who knows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;carvel's version is the store decided not to honor the card. in fact, they were going to confiscate it. this seems a bit harsh, but in a statement issued by a company spokesperson, carvel explains that the cards issued to ali and lindsay have been greatly abused... even though the cards for free ice cream are only supposed to be used by the person named on the card, they were often used by lohan family and friends.&amp;nbsp;they were getting way more free ice cream than carvel wanted to give away. no word on how much this was, but i get the impression it was a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;only 75 carvel black cards were handed out for their 75th anniversary. the cards give the person named free ice cream for 75 years. i suppose they hoped to recoup their ice cream cost in publicity. but i can't think of any association between clan lohan and carvel until now. i've seen photos of&amp;nbsp;them in millions of milkshakes, but not carvel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;according to carvel's spokesperson, dina made the 911 call. i'm not sure why, but i get the idea she wanted the police to insist carval give her a free cake. even though the police did get ali's card back, from what carvel said, it doesn't work any more. i wonder how many more times they'll have to explain that to dina?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;after all,&amp;nbsp;dina claims everyone in the family has a card and she didn't think it would be a "big deal" to use ali's card because instead of her own (non-existant) card. she says, "it's a family card." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;carvel says that the lohans not named lindsay or ali, when&amp;nbsp;using&amp;nbsp;the cards,&amp;nbsp;were told the rules. however, up to now, presumably, they have allowed the cards to be used. i really can't see dina listening to anything like that. of course, she's at a bit of a disadvantage. if mlo (aka, pa lohan) decides to try to use one all he has to do is bring one of his girlfriends who look like lindsay. not being a lesbian, dina can't possibly have a girlfriend who looks like lindsay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;i am not sure whether cody got that cake or not. i guess he probably got a cake of some sort, but who can say. dina is the one who expected lindsay to become the family breadwinner the first time mlo got sent to the pen. still, michael jr., nana, and the uncle who was hit with the shoe all should be lurking around somewhere... surely one of them can figure out how to get a birthday cake. or maybe dina just figured out someone else she could hit up for a free cake... or maybe she just pulled out one of the many carvel cakes she has stowed in her freezer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-2309016744723016690?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2309016744723016690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=2309016744723016690' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/2309016744723016690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/2309016744723016690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/cakes-of-wrath.html' title='cakes of wrath'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-2095041317740691355</id><published>2010-06-15T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T09:32:26.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlie sheen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='security'/><title type='text'>charlie sheen's flying car(s)</title><content type='html'>this is one of those wtf types of things... the police found charlie sheen's mercedes down a ditch/ravine (a small ravine or a deep ditch, but OFF the road). charlie wasn't in it... no one was in it. charlie says he "left his keys in the car." well, he lives in a gated community... so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except this has happened before. about four months ago, his suv was found about a mile up the road from where the mercedes landed. same story. keys in the car. verdict in both cases (so far) "joyriding kids."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that might be plausible except, in the february incident, there is no video tape of the suv leaving the community.. which it would have needed to do in order to travel from charlie's driveway to the ditch/ravine. no word yet on the existence of the tape of the mercedes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the first case, charlie filed a stolen car report. but in the second case, he didn't realize his car was missing until the police told him they'd found it (this was 12 hours or so after the last time he saw which he says was at 4 p.m.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what is going on in this case, but it seems strange to me. "joyriding kids"? wouldn't the kids who had access to this car be living in charlie's neighborhood so therefore rich themselves? i mean, i guess it's possible... especially since the keys were in the car, so it doesn't exactly take a seasoned car thief to get the car started.. but why would these kids crash the car? is that part of the fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i don't think this is some sort of "insurance fraud" as that would be stupid considering charlie's income. just to get that out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if someone charlie knew took the car and deliberately crashed it because they were pissed at him. or if he accidentally crashed it and walked home. or who knows what else. i guess it just depends if a video shows up this time of the "joyriding kids."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the missing tape...that's also curious. does the security company dump them after a certain amount of time (it sounds like a short time)? that seems ... odd... but who knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-2095041317740691355?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2095041317740691355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=2095041317740691355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/2095041317740691355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/2095041317740691355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/charlie-sheens-flying-cars.html' title='charlie sheen&apos;s flying car(s)'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-7693565878370068670</id><published>2010-06-14T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T05:49:00.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piers morgan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='larry king'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cnn'/><title type='text'>larry king may finally retire!!</title><content type='html'>even though he is only 312 years of age, larry king has decided that it's time to quit punching the old time clock and let someone else have a turn. apparently, that "someone else" is going to be piers morgan of all people on earth. wtf? i'm not even sure if this is an improvement and i didn't think it'd be that difficult to be an improvement over larry king. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess cnn is just doing this for the love to taping stuff and they don't really NEED viewers? because, to be honest, the promise of piers is just not making me want to tune in... not that i was watching larry either, but still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-7693565878370068670?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7693565878370068670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=7693565878370068670' title='4 Comments'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simon monjack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharon murphy'/><title type='text'>sharon murphy and the missing laptop</title><content type='html'>recently, simon monjack's mother, brother and a therapist (i'm not sure whose therapist) visited sharon murphy in the house she inherited from her daughter brittany. when the group left, they took with them what's being called "simon's laptop."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while browsing around on the laptop, simon's relatives were surprised to learn he had two young children (a boy and a girl) by two different women. i am not sure of the age of the children or where the women live. however, he was paying a couple of different people. it wasn't explained whether these are the mothers or some other people (although it sounds like the latter). the information on the computer made the brother decide to turn the laptop over to the coroner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, sharon called the police and reported the laptop stolen. although people are insinuating she did this because simon's relatives reported the contents, it's possible she did this simply because they took it. maybe she didn't agree that it was "simon's laptop."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-7066173929602670361?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7066173929602670361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=7066173929602670361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/7066173929602670361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='national enquirer'/><title type='text'>1979 national enquirer article on nsa's website</title><content type='html'>like all government agencies, the national security agency and their bffs, the central security service, have a website. on said website, they have some declassified information including some "oral histories" by retiring members of the service (these have been typed up, but audio recordings may also have been made for all i know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i decided to browse through their declassified stuff (for about two minutes). i found a section called "ufo", so i clicked it and there were a number entries. one of them was a copy of a national enquirer article that claimed "super secret agency warns of alien attack." this article had been simply clipped and identified. there wasn't even a "haha" out to the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, you know what this could mean? it could mean that the nsa takes the national enquirer seriously. and if THEY take it seriously... does that mean it contains actual facts? or do they just clip its articles as a way to discern what sorts of things average people are reading in grocery store lines? it's a mystery. but, going to the nsa's site is a convoluted way to access a national enquirer article, that's for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-2347720629556081626?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2347720629556081626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=2347720629556081626' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/2347720629556081626'/><link rel='self' 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experimentation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strange ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mkultra'/><title type='text'>human experimentation</title><content type='html'>over the past two months I have watched a lot of movies. surprisingly, secret experiments on humans has cropped up several times. mostly, mind control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to do a post about each movie. a few outright say that is what they are about, some are a little sneakier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not actually think that's what I would be seeing in some cases. I don't want to say which ones yet because I need to re-examine my first impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though the mk ultra hearings were in 1977, it seems over the past few years there has been a lot of interest in the subject. i'm not sure why this should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were some books on the mind control (mostly survivors' accounts) in the 90s although none of the movies are telling those exact stories. perhaps because survivors' stories are difficult to verify. no one is stepping up to take "credit", after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;survivors of mind control programs say the best defense against it is information. even if some movies are treating it as just another topic to fictionalize... they do dramatize what was/is done and what it does to people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-2880265182354582697?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2880265182354582697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=2880265182354582697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/2880265182354582697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/2880265182354582697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/human-experimentation.html' title='human experimentation'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-6422217970760553795</id><published>2010-06-11T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T20:50:00.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elizabeth taylor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleopatra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angelina jolie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brad pitt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epic movies'/><title type='text'>is angelina jolie as beautiful as the legendary cleopatra?</title><content type='html'>i saw an article today that questioned whether cleopatra was actually even a great beauty. but, when i clicked on the link, it was mostly touting angelina jolie taking on the role in an upcoming movie. i don't know how angie jo will feel about that article since that can be interpreted as saying she's not pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's safe to say cleopatra looked pretty damned good since we are still hearing about her NOW. people have forgotten a lot of gorgeous women between then and now, so either she lived up to the hype or she had the best p.r. team the world has ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that considered, there may not be any actress in the world who can live up to such a high standard of beauty. i think there are prettier actresses than angelina, but i know many people would disagree with that and i don't know that those actress would suit the role. also, what do i know? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angelina, they're gushing, has the "perfect look". and, coincidentally, brad pitt has the "perfect look" to play mark anthony. hmmm... how convenient. so, where to find julius cesar? from angie's former loves or former costars (there's a fair number of names on both lists).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have tried to watch the elizabeth taylor version. i just can't with it. i think it's got so much going on that it gets really cluttered on a television. so, if i had access to a really fine movie theater so i could see it in its intended glory, i might have a different opinion on that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-6422217970760553795?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6422217970760553795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=6422217970760553795' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/6422217970760553795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/6422217970760553795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/is-angelina-jolie-as-beautiful-as.html' title='is angelina jolie as beautiful as the legendary cleopatra?'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-4502093260404294176</id><published>2010-06-11T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T07:13:01.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walgreens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shia lebeof'/><title type='text'>people of walgreens, gird your loins!</title><content type='html'>today is shia lebeof's 24th b-day and walgreens is his favorite drinkin' place! (not kidding)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-4502093260404294176?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4502093260404294176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=4502093260404294176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4502093260404294176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4502093260404294176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/people-of-walgreens-gird-your-loins.html' title='people of walgreens, gird your loins!'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-3176593200512934826</id><published>2010-06-10T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T02:11:37.102-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rumors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bret michaels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miley cyrus'/><title type='text'>miley cyrus, worries out of left field</title><content type='html'>I just read miley confiding that she "hates" that "people think" she's "on drugs." er, I wasn't aware anyone thought that? wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, obviously, miley is going to be much more up to date on whatall people think of her than I am. but still. is this actually a thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most everyone i've heard about are too busy noticing... the way miley is... kind of, let's just say... plain spoken? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's miley's tendency to be a little er... well, remember the bra-revealing photo? like that. only more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the milder end they're not too surprised about her latest skimpy outfit then there's the more extreme end. some guy on the internet actually called her "depraved." (that seems harsh). oops, my bad... he called her "degenerate." (still too harsh, imo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miley assures us that she will never "be that person" who drinks to excess. she's just going to keep in mind that... oh, I don't know, she lapsed into miley-ese. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she gives a lot of credit for her future commendable behavior to bret michaels. I guess miley hasn't found time to watch rock of love, rock of love 2, or rock of love bus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-3176593200512934826?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3176593200512934826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=3176593200512934826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/3176593200512934826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/3176593200512934826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/miley-cyrus-worries-out-of-left-field.html' title='miley cyrus, worries out of left field'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-3669788040541390732</id><published>2010-06-02T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:28:01.004-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shannon price'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gary coleman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life support'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gary coleman&apos;s ex-wife'/><title type='text'>gary coleman, troubling details</title><content type='html'>UPDATE: shannon price was legally authorized to make medical decisions on gary's behalf. she gave permission for the hospital to release the medical directive filed by gary. this makes sense as gary had a lot of health problems and didn't get along with his parents. I am not sure why gary's lawyer was unaware of this, but due to this document it didn't matter than gary and shannon were divorced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;original article follows...&lt;br /&gt;when poor gary passed away I remember thinking he was DIVORCED. well, it turns out he WAS. I don't know exactly the nature of his relationship with the woman now being called shannon (prior reports had her as sharon), but she is who called 911. so, they were in the same house when gary fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmz posted the call. I didn't listen to it, but she was "too sick" to go downstairs to check on gary. when she finally was convinced to do so by the 911 operator, she's too freaked out by blood to help him (i'm not sure what they'd asked her to do). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the hospital, she presented herself as gary's wife. the hospital accepted this and asked her about turning off gary's life support. (by the way, I don't know if she literally said she was his wife or what.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the details have been made public, gary's lawyer has come forward to say gary divorced her in 2008 and she wasn't authorized to make this decision. this is about to get complicated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still not sure how gary came to fall so badly. he was in the kitchen making something for his ex-wife to eat. he was particularly weak because he'd had dialysis that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gary, whose kidney problems stunted his growth, required dialysis three times per week. it's said this session had left him very drained. someone from that medical facility said, "he just wanted to go home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, gary's ex-wife is not looking that great right now. I will mention if she truly was as sick as she claimed, she may have been a little fuzzy in her thinking. that might explain a few things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, it seems a lot to authorize switching someone off of life support. I don't know what to think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest in peace, gary coleman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-3669788040541390732?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3669788040541390732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=3669788040541390732' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/3669788040541390732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/3669788040541390732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/gary-coleman-troubling-details.html' title='gary coleman, troubling details'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-7693955523142791533</id><published>2010-05-30T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T18:37:33.999-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lady gaga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strange ideas'/><title type='text'>gaga worried about bad spirits?</title><content type='html'>it's being reported that lady gaga has ordered "ghost busting equipment" to take onto the road with her. i'm not sure exactly what they're looking for (or how they're doing it), but some say gaga is being "haunted" by a ghost or some sort of bad spirits.. anyway, it's following her around. (i'm using quoties because i doubt anything in this story is even true anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.. well, my advice, if lady gaga were to ask me and i am pretty sure she will, is to learn to sleep with the lights on.. seriously. it helps me not have bad dreams. i have absolutely no scientific explanation as to why that should work, but it does. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-7693955523142791533?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7693955523142791533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=7693955523142791533' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/7693955523142791533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/7693955523142791533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/gaga-worried-about-bad-spirits.html' title='gaga worried about bad spirits?'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-7256404811602338430</id><published>2010-05-30T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T12:35:22.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strange ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brittany Murphy'/><title type='text'>10-28-09, brittany murphy reports gunfire outside house</title><content type='html'>the lapd were called to brittany murphy's home in the hollywood hills less than two months before the actress died. it was 2:30 a.m. and the neighbors kept hearing the actress's "incessant screaming."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the police arrived, brittany was on her balcony screaming she'd heard gunfire and that someone was trying to shoot her. an investigation failed to turn up a gun, bullets, or dead bodies. a malfunctioning generator was blamed for the sounds brittany had heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this event was reported in gossip columns at the time as a "haha, she is so crazy" sort of thing. but, i wonder what really happened. the police were somewhat predisposed to believe the "crazy" theory as when they arrived the neighbors were helpfully twirling their fingers in front of their ears and pointing to brittany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if brittany murphy had previously done things to tax the neighbors nerves or if, after living near britney spears when she had her well-publicized difficulties, the neighbors were short of patience with celebs of a certain name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was just the generator.. i have no idea having never heard one "malfunction." i also don't know who else was in brittany's house (i assume her mother was there at least). i just thought this was a weird little story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-7256404811602338430?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7256404811602338430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-1039714863468501338</id><published>2010-05-28T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T15:32:39.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dana plato'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gary coleman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharon price'/><title type='text'>gary coleman, 2-8-1968 to 5-28-2010</title><content type='html'>gary coleman died today. he had been placed on life support yesterday following a fall. today his wife sharon price had him taken off of life support. he passed away at 12:05 p.m. local time in Provo, Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gary and sharon married in 2007 after meeting on the show "church bells." although most famous for his long-running role on different strokes, gary had acted in a variety of different movies and television shows throughout his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may is a difficult month for the child stars of different strokes. gary's co-star dana plato died may 8, 1999. her son committed suicide on may 8, 2010. (i don't know if gary actually knew dana's son).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest in peace, gary coleman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-1039714863468501338?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1039714863468501338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=1039714863468501338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/1039714863468501338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/1039714863468501338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/gary-coleman-2-8-1968-to-5-28-2010.html' title='gary coleman, 2-8-1968 to 5-28-2010'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-174251155156170791</id><published>2010-05-28T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T10:37:06.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simon monjack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Britney Spears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strange ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brittany Murphy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharon murphy'/><title type='text'>simon monjack, history of heart problems</title><content type='html'>i recently read that simon monjack had been scheduled for bypass surgery. he'd been putting it off (against doctor's advice, most likely) because he was in the middle of planning some sort of event related to the brittany murphy charity he'd wanted to start. so, by itself, perhaps simon's death is not that suspicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, the fact remains the same house has seen: a woman in her mid-twenties have what appeared to be a mental breakdown, a middle-aged woman diagnosed with cancer, a woman in her early thirties die of pneumonia, and a man in his late thirties die of a possible heart attack. of course, there is evidence of at least some drug use among these people, still.. it seems a little odd considering how quickly it all happened. especially since both deaths occurred at the house despite the fact 911 was called for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people have mentioned that this kind of thing is much more common among drug addicts than regular people. i have to say that i don't know that much about that... but, i don't know that i've heard about this much happening in the same location before. however, i also don't know of any particular chemical the house could be leaking that would cause this variety of symtoms. whatever the case, maybe sharon murphy should consider a vacation away from that place just to see if her condition so happens to improve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-174251155156170791?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/174251155156170791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=174251155156170791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/174251155156170791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/174251155156170791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/simon-monjack-history-of-heart-problems.html' title='simon monjack, history of heart problems'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' 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investigation. it's being said online that he may have suffered a heart attack. monjack, a screenwriter, had attempted to start a charity using brittany's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a very strange case. many things have been said about simon monjack and his relationship with his late wife brittany murphy. however, he did seem to really miss brittany very much. he still lived in the same house where he'd lived with brittany and had not yet been able to part with her things. perhaps they are together again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-139445657608372394?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/139445657608372394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=139445657608372394' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/139445657608372394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/139445657608372394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/simon-monjack-dies-at-age-39.html' title='simon monjack dies at age 39'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' 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given her glum demeanor backstage) appearance on top-rated show dancing with the stars was just so... words fail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, obviously it was awful. I don't know how you can screech via lip synch, but miley did not disappoint. repeatedly, she informed us she caint be TAMed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part was she arrived via bird cage and was wearing black feathers! there were numerous backup dancers to distract from miley (i suppose) and they, too, carried out the bird theme in even more ridiculous ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at one point, the bird dancers moved what appeared to be two large bales of straw onto the stage. as far as I could see, that's about all they did with them, but who knows... this is miley. she may be developing a variation on the lap dance that the censors at abc decided not to show us. or maybe she only did what was shown which was to stand in the middle of the stage cocking her head to one side (her bird imitation?) and continuing her lip synching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it wasn't as bad as what I expected. but then, what I expected was a repetition of her live performance of party in the usa. someone has cut her off from live performances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miley has sincerely promised us this will be her last musical effort. I have to say, FOR HER, it does show some musical progression as it did not tempt me to stab out my own eardrums.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, it was interesting miley refrained from some of her usual moves (particularly the one borrowed from michael jackson and madonna). I am not sure if she actually left it out or if the merciful producers of the show ignored it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know miley has bosses that tell her what to do, so this last thing isn't  necessarily her fault: the entire performance revealed that not only can miley be tamed, she has been and is currently someone's pet songbird. a tone deaf, pervy someone who collects pets?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-6504115061680328718?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6504115061680328718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=6504115061680328718' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/6504115061680328718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/6504115061680328718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/miley-on-dwts-surely-happy-day-for.html' title='miley on dwts, surely a happy day for synch bloggers'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-5446319071666461002</id><published>2010-04-30T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T13:40:14.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>life with shampoo</title><content type='html'>shampoo has been out of town and taking an unintentional break from technology. as some of you may know, i've been under a lot of stress lately. i went to see my specialist out of town and i've been just sort of hanging out... but, very soon i will be back complaining as usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the interesting thing about stress is it makes you very jumpy and irritable! so, i guess i figured without my usual level of screaming in terror any time anything even slightly unexpected happened that my blog posts wouldn't be up to my usual level of excitment. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you very soon, love shampoo :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-5446319071666461002?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5446319071666461002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=5446319071666461002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/5446319071666461002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/5446319071666461002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-with-shampoo.html' title='life with shampoo'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-5874733375474096357</id><published>2010-04-14T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T02:49:23.056-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='george orwell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aldous huxley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;this is war&quot;'/><title type='text'>no thanks, i've read the book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S8WOYBKIeEI/AAAAAAAAABk/lgorI1S_1qI/s1600/gorwell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459926666535532610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S8WOYBKIeEI/AAAAAAAAABk/lgorI1S_1qI/s320/gorwell.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, jared leto wants us to help him with some sort of "war" (?), but before the people who might wish to do this can snatch up the emo equivalent of logging chains, tire irons, and crotch bats, he procedes to tell us: the war is won! wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then he starts singing about BRAVE NEW WORLD! that sounds awesome unless you've read the fucking book. i'm not saying it's a bad book. it's an awesome book. but, i don't want to live there. besides the fact personal helicopters were much more common than irl it was pretty sucktastic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;above george orwell is breaking things down for us.... (i know he did not write brave new world, i just like him better although i don't want to live in his books either). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-5874733375474096357?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5874733375474096357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=5874733375474096357' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/5874733375474096357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/5874733375474096357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-thanks-ive-read-book.html' title='no thanks, i&apos;ve read the book'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S8WOYBKIeEI/AAAAAAAAABk/lgorI1S_1qI/s72-c/gorwell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-8252419728142836532</id><published>2010-04-12T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T14:07:57.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insomnia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korean war'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lida machine'/><title type='text'>lida machine sad drawback</title><content type='html'>apparently, my insomnia cure was used for brainwashing in korea. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lida machine has been considered obsolete by (then it was the) soviet union (since before it stopped existing). it has a u.s. patent, but "has never been sold here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some doctor managed to get one to test (after it was considered obsolete). he was making his cat take a nap when someone passing by recognized it from having been hooked to it in korea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doctor did make some people go to sleep as well believing it would be safer than drugs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-8252419728142836532?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8252419728142836532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=8252419728142836532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/8252419728142836532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/8252419728142836532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/lida-machine-sad-drawback.html' title='lida machine sad drawback'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-8195231527885737950</id><published>2010-04-12T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T12:13:31.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i can&apos;t with this...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie: spy games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brad pitt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robert redford'/><title type='text'>spy games is stupid</title><content type='html'>o.k., speaking of the cia ... I finally saw that dumbass movie robert redford and brad pitt made. look, i need to pray this movie is a totally inaccurate portrayal because if it's not... holy shit, we are fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cia (in the movie) is unable to tap cell phones or, in fact, hear very well normal conversations/phone conversation IN THEIR OWN BUILDING when they have a specific target IN SIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are amazingly easily amused spending TWO DAYS listening to a rambling account that could be easily summed up with one word: "girlfriend".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they haven't heard about sexpionge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are very subtle in their operations... oh wait, that was the blues brothers, no they are pretty obvious. however, they are good at climbing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have difficulty forging documents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have difficulty in detecting forgeries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have difficulty in detecting code talk right in front of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they will easily give up their true id if a girl pouts. even if their boss outs himself to say, hey dumbass, your girl is not so honest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have to be reminded to check out associates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they need random civilians to carry out assassinations. however, they will drive the civilian to, well, NEAR the target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are worse than I am with schedules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just a fucking stupid movie. I am sneakier in my day to day life. also, if I have a signature and a document and ima gonna use an old timey fax machine... I got your forgery, five minutes. everyone knows how to do this, right? it took like two hours in the movie, I swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-8195231527885737950?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8195231527885737950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=8195231527885737950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/8195231527885737950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/8195231527885737950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/spy-games-is-stupid.html' title='spy games is stupid'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-437889428175690489</id><published>2010-04-12T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T06:31:25.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='more crappy tshirts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sidney gottlieb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mk ultra'/><title type='text'>can you name your blog something stupid?</title><content type='html'>I just found a blog called "mk not so ultra" er... what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mkultra = manufacturing killers utilizing lethal tradecraft requiring assassination ... so this blog is called: manufacturing killers NOT SO utilizing lethal tradecraft requiring assassination? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for playing. haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mk is often short for mind kontrolle. but, there is the ultra. do people really think the cia sat around adding superlatives to programs to make them sound more badass? "that's a great name, sidney, but shouldn't it have a little more zing to it?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, I did find out about a whole new line of moronwear while there. do some people just have too much money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. ... the annoyance label concerns the tshirts (rightfully disparaged). they are obey brand and... well... I don't know if they're supposed to be ironic or what, but... they suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-437889428175690489?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/437889428175690489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=437889428175690489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/437889428175690489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/437889428175690489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/can-you-name-your-blog-something-stupid.html' title='can you name your blog something stupid?'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-5589121230688364389</id><published>2010-04-11T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T02:49:11.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><title type='text'>it's healthy cough blood</title><content type='html'>that is a line from super hero movie. shampoo has to cheer herself up. I just found dried blood on my pillow (nosebleed). it freaked me out a little bit. my medicine is making me sick. I went to the doctor and got a 2/day antibiotic. I forgot I have trouble with those....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-5589121230688364389?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5589121230688364389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=5589121230688364389' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/5589121230688364389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/5589121230688364389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-healthy-cough-blood.html' title='it&apos;s healthy cough blood'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-7651088822137865442</id><published>2010-04-10T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T05:17:50.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strange ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mind reading device'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lida machine'/><title type='text'>oh so there's a mind reading device now...</title><content type='html'>apparently it was premiered at some convention. it can "guess" what you're thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, I think about the craziest topics. these don't reflect what I actually believe half the time. like, right now I am thinking "leonardo dicaprio is retarded". but, I doubt he's actually retarded. just under-educated due to acting (just go with it) in movies rather than going to schools. although... schools these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, the mind reading thing is all being promoted as so convenient. wouldn't you like to have the number of a "posh restaurant." if I want a goddamn phone number, I will look at the fucking internet on my goddamned phone. I probably can't AFFORD the "posh restaurant", but whatever. if I should time travel, there have been phone books for 100 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a few days ago, I learned that, like 40 years ago, the russians invented a device (called a lida machine) that can make you go sleepy bye. and it can wake you up, too. can I get one of these?!?! omg! they are allegedly being used to fuck with some people, but, in the right hands (mine) they could be useful. an insomnia cure... I wonder if you can put a timer on one... oh, I think they were originally used in hospitals. I do think there must surely be a drawback to them.  (sigh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-7651088822137865442?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7651088822137865442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=7651088822137865442' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/7651088822137865442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/7651088822137865442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-so-theres-mind-reading-device-now.html' title='oh so there&apos;s a mind reading device now...'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-8243467698018495421</id><published>2010-04-10T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T03:45:44.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strange ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarah palin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mk'/><title type='text'>omg, will people PLEASE stop taking sarah palin seriously?</title><content type='html'>I just read a headline that boldly declared obama (who is potus) and sarah palin (who has some sort of tv show, i've heard) are "debating" nuclear policy. I really don't believe that. sarah couldn't "debate" a bowl of cereal let alone obama (who is extremely good at debates, please to see obama vs. h. clinton... she is better at debating than mccain, btw. but obama debated him, too so he can handle republican "debating tactics").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, I have no idea what this is about. sarah probably ranted that we should blow people up on her show and someone asked obama and he said we weren't going to be doing that. I mean, the way newsactors have gotten these days and... I don't know what to call a newsactor who just writes stuff for publication (i am considering "newsranters") anything's possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is being said on more than one blog that sarah is fucking mk'd. omg, it's like her whole fucking reason for not being relegated to the most remote part of alaska just became clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she ran for mayor of fucking wasilla (pop. 7000), she ran a full-on party-sponsored campaign. she stressed she was a "born again" christian (i am starting to really wonder what that actually means... I know it SUPPOSEDLY comes from the bible, but my experience is anyone who really emphasizes this is well, like sarah. I am a christian and they scare me.) her opponent was lutheran, btw, he was kind of "wtf??" about that tactic. sarah also went on about being anti-abortion (because I am sure that has not one damned thing with being mayor of that town). hilariously, when she ran for re-election, she said she'd cut her own salary. and she did, by ONE PERCENT. she also hired a whole different person to actually do her job. he just so happened to be coming out to bumfuck alaska JUST TO WORK FOR SARAH though he had heavy connections with state government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, anyway, she was carefully groomed by the party. the numbers 8 and 22 come up so much with sarah it is beyond coincidence (there's like 50 incidences). some people have a real thing for numbers, I have no clue what this means (to anyone, but specifically the people who are into this), but 22 is one they are liking now. so, I take the 22 to mean we'll be putting up with her for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, back to the mk... she was a pageant girl. they like those. there is a shit ton of stuff in alaska related to that sort of creepy stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she has some kind of relationship with henry kissinger who likes to use mind files (people who have information programmed into their mind for him to retrieve. note, this does not mean the mind file is smart just that they have a photographic memory with this part protected by amnesia walls.) she carries two blackberries, one red and one black (i don't know why this matters, no one has explained that. in some mk scripts used for kids programs are called "fruits", besides that idk).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's the disturbing pictures from the 2008 clinton initiative in manhattan. sarah is talking to several men including jesse jackson. cindy mccain comes up behind sarah (with a very weird smirk on her face) and palms some object off to jesse (she thinks she is hidden behind sarah's back... she is hidden from sarah). after he takes this small silver object, jesse says something into sarah's ear and her whole demeanor changes. it's noticeably odd... but other than that...? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this started people wondering if he had just activated her kitten programming. the pictures are at life magazine and these events are clearly shown. what they really mean, I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;events that occur due to kitten programming are not meant to be remembered except when specifically called up because the "kitten" becomes a super freak with no thought to her own morals or husband or whatever else. (i think this probably was intended as an espionage thing... originally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people wonder why, if kittens exist, do people like elliot spitzer get caught with paying escorts. just to clear up one bit of confusion... kittens don't mean FREE sex. someone pays for them. sometimes the person getting the sex pays. sometimes the kitten's services are given as a gift. of course, if you have an agreement with the owner and don't follow through... well, you might get smeared all over the papers after they start sending you regular prostitutes rather than kittens (i guess they could also just be kittens who are aware of what they do). but anyway, someone they can let be publicized. (btw, there are male kittens).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;publicity is one reason I would say sarah doesn't really do that. she's too high of rank and that would be too much of news... I think it'd leak out. but, that's the theory on her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever the case... she is being controlled by someone (whether actually mk'd or not). who are they? what are they trying to do with her? are all the people who actually think she should run anything other than herself the ones who are mk'd? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shampoo wants her to go back to alaska asap. doesn't her gaggle of children need her?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-8243467698018495421?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8243467698018495421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=8243467698018495421' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/8243467698018495421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/8243467698018495421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/omg-will-people-please-stop-taking.html' title='omg, will people PLEASE stop taking sarah palin seriously?'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-4973122052776321895</id><published>2010-04-10T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T02:26:33.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mysterious death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strange ideas'/><title type='text'>maniac's son sends maps to california police</title><content type='html'>back in the 80s a certain man in california regularly kidnapped women, held them captive while he abused them, and (if they didn't escape) killed them. he forced his son to help him dispose of the remains...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the police received maps leading to the remains of ms. turpin (missing since 1988). they also found a large redwood stump that had been hollowed out. one woman had been kept prisoner in it. inside the stump, they found old evidence that suggested someone had been kept there. it is unknown what happened to this woman after her escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another woman escaped. she had been taken on a boat to be killed. the police actually found her and got the story from her. at the time (late 80s), she chose not to go to the police. perhaps she feared that would lead the man who'd almost killed her to her whereabouts. or maybe he'd made her believe he was "in" with the police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the man who did these crimes died in 2006. I don't know if there were more than three victims, but given he was old enough to have a teenage son when the above crimes occurred... I can only hope those women managed to escape like the two women above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see why the survivors didn't report it... who would believe them? especially the lady who was held in the stump. who'd even think that was possible? but, it obviously was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the lesson is there is no limit to evil. I didn't bother with the name of the killer because he's dead and I don't care about his worthless ass. he caused a lot of misery in his life. his son now lives in north carolina and is not facing charges.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-4973122052776321895?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4973122052776321895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=4973122052776321895' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4973122052776321895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4973122052776321895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/maniacs-son-sends-maps-to-california.html' title='maniac&apos;s son sends maps to california police'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-1166212103374561791</id><published>2010-04-05T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:31:04.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dr. ian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kfed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jay mccarroll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bobby brown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harvey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity rehab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shar jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vh1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity fit club'/><title type='text'>celebrity fit club, maybe eventually i'll see it all...</title><content type='html'>i still haven't seen all of the last episode of celebrity fit club. i did, however, see the last weigh ins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jay mccarroll lost 40 pounds! dr. ian encouraged him to stick with the program (jay has said he wants some muscles now, haha) which will be a lot easier with all the prizes he won! jay beat his nearest competition, kfed, to win the individual weight loss challenge. he got a gym membership, some nice exercise equipment, a nice watch, some guitars, and $20,000. so, i am really happy for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, kfed did not go unrewarded! his team (the blue team) were the team winners and the prizes they got included most of the things jay got as well as a few more items including a nice trip. they got $70,000... i don't know if that was apiece or if it was to be split four ways. the members of the blue team are caycee, sebastian, tanisha, and kfed. (red team members: shar, nicole, bobby, and jay). there was some confetti dropped so sebastian and tanisha held hands and danced around under it. haha well, tanisha kind of hopped. she hurt her leg the previous episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a little irritated at bobby... he is making me side with whitney huston and i don't appreciate that. bobby was a huge, huge baby the whole time except for a few shining instances where he was pretty nice. i don't know if it's the fact that bobby's definition of "sobrity" is a little different than most people's (he regularly drinks, often to excess) or what, but he pouts up in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he made a bet with dr. ian that he'd donate $1,000 to charity for every pound under his goal that he was. his goal was 20 pounds for the season. bobby lost 11 pounds. in fact, this week he actually gained a pound. so, he had to write a check for $9,000. he did sign a check and leave it, then stomped out muttering "kiss my ass." so everyone had to go out and convince him to come back inside. after he did, dr. ian said bobby can have 60 more days to lose the nine pounds and dr. ian will just hold the check (which wasn't made out in any case) to see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i guess bobby doesn't have $9,000? um... i find that a little improbable. for one thing, they are paid to be on this show. for another thing, if bobby had been so concerned about the money, he could've worked a lot harder to lose weight or just not made the bet in the first place. sure, it was dr. ian's idea, but bobby could have just said he didn't want to bet on that or offered an alternative of some sort. also, dr. ian only came up with that idea to motivate bobby because bobby was not following the diet at all. i think bobby just wanted to be on a television show and was all pouty and so on that the show expected him to actually DO something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for one solid week harvey tried to call bobby because bobby had asked him to help him workout. harvey said he called "all three numbers" and the only person he talked to was bobby's daughter. bobby tried to blame the fact he hadn't talked to harvey on his DAUGHTER saying "she didn't tell me", but harvey said he heard bobby in the background. so, bobby had to admit that he had been there. he didn't really have any particular reason for not getting on the phone, but it's pretty obvious he didn't really want to work out or do anything else. i don't know why he specifically asked harvey to call him to arrange these workouts, but i guess that's the sort of thing he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other people who have been on the show that have taken harvey up on his offer have found it is very helpful and it really helped them with their workouts and success on the show. the season ross was on there, he worked with harvey and i am pretty sure he won the individual competition (unless that was the year maureen was on there). he lost a lot of weight in any case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shar did really well on the show. the therapist lady on the show talked to shar and kevin a lot (separately) and kevin decided to apologize on the show to shar. i haven't seen his apology, but shar said it was the best moment for her. surprisingly, kevin said it was the best moment for him, too. he said it was really helpful and he thought "it helped shar, too." so, that says a lot about how difficult things must have been ... it's kind of surprising they have worked things out as well as they have. i guess that goes to show people can work things out (with custody and visitation) if they put their children first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing about this show is dr. ian, robin, and harvey are so much more fair when it comes to the competitors. they seem much more able to put aside their personal feelings, especially harvey. (note, i haven't seen every season or every episode of cfc) then i look at celebrity rehab and sober house where supposedly it's (dramatic pause) life or death. yet, OBVIOUS favoritism is shown. some staff members are moody and/or passive aggressive. some people are continually treated as more important than other people. i don't know... the difference in the two shows are pretty shocking, but it shows a much better way of treating people. i'm sure having been in the marines harvey has seen it all by now, but he still views the celebrities as individuals. he scolds them when they need it and compliments them when they deserve it. it seems to work much better than what craziness i see on celebrity rehab where they will let one or two nutcases piss them off at everyone constantly. i'm sure everyone can think of a million ridiculous things from the dr. drew show. i have stopped watching it... i wonder how many people that show has turned off of rehab. to me, it's just proven that sort of rehab doesn't halfway work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-1166212103374561791?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1166212103374561791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=1166212103374561791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/1166212103374561791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/1166212103374561791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/celebrity-fit-club-maybe-eventually-ill.html' title='celebrity fit club, maybe eventually i&apos;ll see it all...'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-4554162779511163918</id><published>2010-04-05T19:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T22:12:24.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nicole scherzinger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nicey nash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paparazzi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dwts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kate gosselin'/><title type='text'>kate gosselin's unintentional commentary on modern celebrity</title><content type='html'>i missed the first part of dwts. nicey's excellent performance was the first one i saw. congratulations to nicey! that was awesome! and she looked really pretty, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to kate. she was given "paparazzi" by lady gaga as her song. so, her dance partner tony took her to see an acting coach. i think tony did kate a true favor because kate has been taking out her frustrations with the fucktard jon (and, if she is honest, herself) on the world. sure, the paps follow her and that's annoying and probably makes her mad. however, she NEEDS them because it's not like she has the kind of talent that keeps loyal fans year after year ... she has to stay fresh in her fans minds (for the most part). that's bound to be stressful. also, i have to say, even i expect better behavior from kate than i do the fucktard jon. i think most people do (imagine any of the stories of jon and put kate in his place, see what i mean?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the premise they tried was kate was a glamorous star on the red carpet and tony was PRESS. kate prances down the red carpet, snarling in his general direction even as she poses. then the dance starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kate is still not too good at dancing (hey, some people just cannot dance), but this added something to the story (and this is why i think this part was unintentional commentary). several times during the dance, kate holds her hands out a noticeably long time for tony to take her and move her to the next part of the dance. this probably wasn't meant to be so obvious, but kate HAS to have the paparazzi. all celebrities do, really. even as they snarl and complain, they reach out to the paparazzi (by notifying them in advance so they can be onhand for example). everyone wants press, as much as they can get until the paps get a picture they don't like or a story runs that (even if it's denied) exposes a secret (even a small one). it has to be weird. then, at the end, kate has "fallen" to the floor and tony is walking away and she wraps her arms around his leg and holds on tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the judges thought it was a strange performance. i guess it was, but it really was pretty interesting. i don't know if tony used kate's lack of dancing ability on purpose or if the storyline just worked out better in my head than it was supposed to! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i will watch some of the other dances i missed. it was interesting to see the different attempts at storyline. although most people kept it pretty simple so it was dependent on how well the dancers could convey emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an interesting thing i thought was nicole (from pcd) had two deliberate breaks of the rules in her dance. there's a lift (she briefly lifts derek) and a "hold break". i wonder if derek put those in so nicole wouldn't seem TOO good compared to the other dancers. i still am wondering why they cast her... she's a good dancer, but then again... no surprise. she's much more likable than i thought, so i guess this will earn her some fans no matter what happens. and it kind of shows her as a person other than the other pcd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure who should go home. i still think probably kate as her dancing isn't good. i know she has a gaggle of children at home, but she just can't dance. i do like her better this episode than i did before. not a fan yet, but i feel like i understand how she feels a little better. the thing is, SHE seems to understand how she feels after the acting coach had her act out some of her feelings. so, maybe this will be a good experience for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-4554162779511163918?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4554162779511163918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=4554162779511163918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4554162779511163918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4554162779511163918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/kate-gosselins-unintentional-commentary.html' title='kate gosselin&apos;s unintentional commentary on modern celebrity'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-3924907560096597130</id><published>2010-04-04T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T18:38:03.602-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunnies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><title type='text'>happy easter</title><content type='html'>i have been suffering from a very bad headache, so I did nothing for easter. however, I can't use that as an excuse. I probably wouldn't have gone to church anyway (long story).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, easter is a very important holiday to me. so, happy easter to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;shampoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. also happy bday to my pretty bunny girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-3924907560096597130?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3924907560096597130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=3924907560096597130' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/3924907560096597130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/3924907560096597130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html' title='happy easter'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-7000366228619312259</id><published>2010-04-04T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T18:10:52.188-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conrad murray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mysterious death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><title type='text'>jackson, oh so now it's SUICIDE</title><content type='html'>conrad murray, so-called doctor, has declared michael jackson injected himself with extra profonol (sp?) and therefore killed himself in the two minutes murray excused himself to the little boy's room. the word "suicide" was used in the article I read. justification: mj knew he couldn't do the upcoming shows (whoever says).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cm claims he was yapping on the phone in the room with michael (thus "watching" him in a half assed sort of way). he claims michael liked to sleep with the lights on and with cartoons playing on tv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.k., shampoo does that sometimes as well... wow, I have something in common with michael jackson... but a person yammering on the phone would be on my nerves. so, I wonder if michael was awake or asleep. (i guess he'd be alseep given the drugs? I don't know much about that sort of thing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what happened to michael, really. but, I don't trust conrad murray. he didn't take good care of michael. he was being paid an enormous sum of money to look after michael, so his job ought to have been his foremost concern especially considering mj's drug use and ill health (underweight, insomniac, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point, i'd have more respect for him if he just confessed to killing michael because that'd at least make him an honest murderer. I have a very low opinion of murderers, but nothing is more disgusting than when they blame the victim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, if this is what mj did why did it take so long to call 911? most people, when they realize someone has taken an overdose, call 911 asap. yet murray dropped his cell phone on the floor (with his girlfriend still on it) and started bouncing mj up and down on the mattress (murray's useless "cpr"). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;murray eventually left the room to get mj's security people and had THEM call 911. by the fact he didn't use the fucking phone in his damn hand he contributed to mj's death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if he'd instantly called, it'd be different. but, he waited... btw, I strongly feel that he isn't  going to get in that much trouble for this. michael's fans need to go ahead and brace themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which... michael's fans believe mj faked his death. they think he is biding his time before he sends for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about that... I don't know if mj would take any chance that his kids could fall into joe's clutches. but, that's just my opinion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-7000366228619312259?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7000366228619312259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=7000366228619312259' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/7000366228619312259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/7000366228619312259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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term='tatiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rupaul&apos;s drag race'/><title type='text'>not pandora!!!</title><content type='html'>everyone who watches rupaul's drag race on logo probably knew this days ago. but, now i have seen yet another travesty! pandora box, my FAVORITE has been sent home! nooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they had to transform an old geezer into their drag mothers. tatiana picked an old man who couldn't walk in high heels. haha he also lectured her about the gay pantheon when he found out tatiana (i know she's a guy, i can't remember her real name) didn't know who oscar wilde was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it used to be real work to be a homosexual, say the old queens (well, i don't know if they're always queens as one had heavy facial hair, but they were queens on this show). but, seriously, how can anyone not have at least heard of oscar wilde? don't we still have schools in this country?&lt;div 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pandora!!!'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-1708037071131731685</id><published>2010-03-30T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T18:59:50.935-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shannon doherty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dwts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kate gosselin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pamela anderson'/><title type='text'>WHO is voting for kate?</title><content type='html'>tonight, when watching dwts, i was horrified to find that kate gosselin was not in the bottom two. meaning there was NO WAY they could send her home! what? she did AWFUL with her dancing. no surprise as she spent more time arguing than practicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bottom two were shannon doherty and pamela anderson. pam actually got good scores from the judges and shannon was doing pretty well. i worried for shannon because i don't think she has many fans, but how can she have fewer than kate? plus, shannon's dance was so much better than kate's that it's difficult to find a comparison that doesn't sound like hyperbole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY would anyone vote for kate? i thought people in mental institutions didn't have access to phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as the "mom" vote, how well, pam is a mom. just because she held it down to a reasonable number of children is no reason to be prejudiced against her. i'm not sure about shannon (and i'm not looking it up), but it's possible she's a mother as well. plus, her dad was there and that was sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that makes it a little o.k. that shannon was unfairly sent home early is the fact that her dance partner wasn't going to be able to continue due to injury. so she would have needed to change partners. unlike kate, shannon was happy with her partner and was relunctant to continue without him (although, she probably would have).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kate tried to get her partner FIRED! like anyone else would have been able to magically instill within her the ability to dance. although, if she'd remove the stick, she might do better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-1708037071131731685?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1708037071131731685/comments/default' 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li.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, anyway, our normal american teenager (who has no kung fu as jackie chan's drunken character sadly points out) has to return the monkey king's magic staff before he can get back to his day-to-day life with his mom in boston. fortunately, his traveling companions have kung fu for days and they endeavor to teach him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is also a cute girl (who has good kung fu as well) on this journey. she is an oprhan named golden sparrow. she has a real grudge against the jade warlord who is the one they'll have to go through in order to return the monkey king's magic staff. golden sparrow has a nice jade hair ornament especially for stabbing the jade warlord. it has a sparrow right on it, just so he can look and ponder as his long life ebbs away. golden sparrow also provides music for the journey as she has an ornate lute (i guess?) that belonged to her mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the jade warlord hasn't failed to notice that there's someone wandering about with an overly ornate golden staff. he also has noted that this person doesn't seem to be local and is trying to pass weird green paper as payment for his drunk friend's bar bills. the jade warlord sends some folks out. well, he sends one person out. she just has an entourage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, our lady nemesis was raised by wolves. these weren't your normal wolves because she really is quite well groomed. she has long white hair she can use as a weapon. she has a whip. and she has a magic bow. i suppose her main drawback is that she's a bit grouchy. particularly toward men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jackie chan and jet li have a very extended fight sequence that is very interesting. jackie chan commented at the time that it was very easy to do a fight scene with jet li since, for the past 10 years, he's been doing fight scenes with people who ... well, we all know.. he's been doing fight scenes with chris tucker. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilariously, he has a similar scene with our teen protagonist. only he actually picks him up and throws him at the opposition at one point. otherwise, he pushes him to and fro... the kid is fine with this because he knows good and well HE can't fight. also, jackie chan's character is drunk 100% of the time, so there's no use in complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this movie starts a little slow, but if you like kung fu movies, you will really like it. another interesting thing, it's a very pretty movie. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-5908699711290058203?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5908699711290058203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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gaga!'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-139629191071819573</id><published>2010-03-28T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T19:55:00.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phillip k. dick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gary sinise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strange ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie: imposter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artificial humans'/><title type='text'>imposter, are they trying to tell us something?</title><content type='html'>the first time i saw imposter, i was sick with bronchitis. i had some cheap antibiotics that were making me sick and NO cough medicine. so i was miserable. after rewatching it, i really saw pretty much 99% of the movie the first time. and my stomach started hurting this time, what's up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this movie is based on a philip k. dick story (i almost wrote andy dick, lol). for some reasons, the makers of the movie decided to add (point out) that he wrote the story in 1953.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why would they say that? it's science FICTION after all. shouldn't he have been thinking of yet unimagined stuff? is something about this movie reality now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's what it's about... we (as in us earthlings) are at war with alpha centauri. the main character is spencer oldham played by gary sinise. this dude has a real grudge against the alpha centauri because during his lifetime they've killed his father (in a very brutal way in a pow camp) and they've bombed the shit out of earth cities. so, being a genius and all, he channels his efforts into weapons to fuck up the lives of the biologically superior enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he and his team are about to unveil a badass weapon and so the earth chancellor is coming to meet with him and other science-types. there's going to be a fancy reception and all. he and his lovely wife are guests and they'll get to shake the chancellor's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to the enemy's constant desire to fuck with earth people, a lot of cities are under domes. areas outside the domes are .... well, they are pretty well destroyed. although there are a few areas where there are people (who may be pretty sick) living. but, like all people, the people outside the dome have a desire to survive and thrive. so they have developed a variety of survivial skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, the alpha centuari have these needle ships that can sometimes get through the domes. particularly in areas that are not as well protected....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needless to say, our scientist and his wife (who is a doctor in charge of a v.a. hospital... it's a lot nicer than the current v.a., fyi) go out to stroll around in the woods even though that may not be the safest thing in the world. however, they are both back to go to work bright and early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, instead of being happy that his great big bomb is almost ready to c-i-l-l the enemy, our military scientist gets all weirded out talking about the regrets people who worked on the hiroshima bomb had, etc. fortunately, someone is there to notice and arrest him before he can waffle right into a peace protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out, the creatures who inhabit alpha centauri are really good at building "robots" using "synthetic dna". they can make them look like humans, bleed like humans, and act like humans. these things can take on the identity of a human (perhaps one in a position the alpha centuari can exploit) to the degree the robot sincerely believes they ARE that person. but, it doesn't matter what the robot thinks. when they get close to their pre-programmed target, things begin to happen automatically. the robots carry, in their hearts, a bomb. a really big bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humans are onto them, though. we have a neato machine that burrows into the robot/human chest and removes the heart. then the bomb (as long as its target isn't there) can be disarmed. the robot/human will be screaming about their assumed identity the whole time making it a bit nerve-wracking until the thing is definitely proven to be what the head of earth security says it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the head of earth security, btw, has been wrong. oppsie-daisy. so, like i said, a lot of those involved are pretty well filled with doubt about executing someone for no reason. the alpha centauri don't pick hoodlums who you might not mind seeing go. they pick people who haven't done anything wrong... such as our main character oldham not only has no criminal record, he's never even had an infectious disease (does that mean something different than i think?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it would be a pretty boring movie if things went as planned, so our possible robot possible human manages to escape and embarks on a race against time to prove he is who he says he is. we, the audience, don't find out for certain until the end, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a good movie. watching it when not knowing the ending and again with knowing the ending makes for an interesting viewing experience. there are also some interesting sci-fi gadgets along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, back to what is it that no one could have imagined in 1953 that should just be taken for granted now... let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are some things that are basically cell phones only they are video cell phones. sometimes you even can get a video operator (wow). i don't know for sure if those were in the book or if the people were just using video payphones and the like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the citizens of domed cities are carrying a corkscrew-like thingie in their bodies that gives their i.d., plus various information like outstanding warrants, where they work (in oldham's case that just comes up as "classified"), if they've had infectious diseases, their age, if they are married, etc. if you know someone's stem cell code, that can be punched in and you can pull up their file that way as well (such as oldham has his wife's info pulled up as he has her number). if someone is standing right there, however, you kind of wave the cell phone at them and the info pops up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the current equivalent to this would be computerized files and you can find out quite a bit about people in a fairly short amount of time. it's not as quick as the movie, but it's much quicker than 1953. also, as everyone knows, it's possible to get implants. however, as far as i know (not far), there's nothing everyone has that can read these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are high speed trains everyone rides to work that are pretty nice. some places have this, i suppose. riding trains to work was very common in 1953, so it's natural that's in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the movie there's something called a full body pet scan. the patient can lie on a table fully clothed and these beams bounce over them producing a picture of their body. it can show from the innermost systems out. if a person has one a few years apart it can detect whatever changes may have ocurred in various systems. this test basically tests everything.. your blood, your skeleton, your organs, your respiratory system... even the endochrine system that gary busey might attempt to rip from your body if you insist on annyoing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not too surprised a sci-fi writer came up with this because it's based on the idea of an x-ray that has been around plenty of years now. we don't have nearly that kind of thing yet, but we're much closer (or if we do have it, it's not known to me.. again, i can be mistaken).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are dna scans to get into secure areas. i am not sure what the closest thing to that would be from 1953. but, biological based security has been discussed for many years as the most foolproof possible as codes can be guessed or stolen. i don't think there's anything that goes so far as to test dna on the spot, but there are handprint and eye and finger scanners as well as voice scanners. so, i figure they are working on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see what else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;security for the domed city can watch for certain stem codes and monitor when they pass checkpoints. this makes it a lot harder for people to be on the run from the law. haha this is in minority report as well so it's definitely an idea phillip k. dick was thinking about. i believe that we probably have things similar to this, at least in some cases. this degree of monitoring seems to be a feature of a lot of science fiction. but then again, science fiction has monitoring during wartime to refer to. the germans went around asking for people's "papers".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so obviously keeping an eye on folks is a good idea (if you fear enemy infiltration or you just want to rule with an iron fist). however, most of us aren't really aware of how much we may or may not being watched because ways have been developed that are very inconspicous or we have gotten used to or, and this is the most important thing, ways that seem to be for another purpose (and ususally are), can be used for survelliance (although sometimes this would never be used unless the person was wanted for something pretty serious). still, this is something that has (from what we see) kept pace with technology. perhaps there's some degree of watching people we don't know about... i think it's possible, but not common. there are an awful lot of us, after all, and most of us are doing pretty boring things day after day. can you imagine at nsa, "that's the third time he's rented that movie in 15 years, by my calculations he could have bought it two years ago and broke even"? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the hospital, they have synthetic organs. i think that comes up in science fiction a lot as well. but, we are getting along with being able to do that. as far as we know, we're not yet at the point where we can order just any old thing from a warehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's the robot/human (we do see a prototype early in the movie during a demonstration of the bomb removal). interestingly, a persistant conspiracy theory is that there are clones, synthetic humans, and human robots. this is pretty prevalent among some people. and one thing that's brought up in the movie that is also brought up with the people who follow this line of thought: these things cannot steal the soul of the person that they are replacing. although, if you go along the yellow brick road with me for a quick second, it's said that the soul can choose to inhabit a clone... if it wants. it's also said some very pure souls will not ever chose to do this, so their clones are much less convincing. i'm not exactly certain that this is what is reality now. but it's just something i thought about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's also a device they have that scans a building to see if there are people in it and where they might be. there's a similar device in minority report. i figure such a thing as this exists at this point although it may not work in the manner of the one in the movie... and it might not display the information in the same manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this device draws power from the dome to operate. so, being able to draw power remotely is a different idea. i don't know if this can be done or not at this time. given we can do this with phones, we may well also have the ability to do it with electricity. although, if we do, i can see why it's not rolled out to the general public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it is an interesting movie. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i have edited this... i have to turn off the automatic word thingie because it is typing some weird stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-139629191071819573?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/139629191071819573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-3569635996853868840</id><published>2010-03-28T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T07:32:36.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie: twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mean sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping'/><title type='text'>twilight, we go sleep now</title><content type='html'>i watched twilight yesterday. i don't have all that much to say about the movie. if you've read the book, you've seen the movie. if not... it's pretty much what you'd expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, the greatest thing about twilight is by the time it's over, you're sleepy. in fact, i got so sleepy i forgot all my problems and dozed off. i was sleeping peacefully for the first time in DAYS. then my sisters rolled up all of a sudden and totally STRESSED ME OUT!! you wouldn't think just two people (well, three, but my niece generally behaves herself) could swarm into a house and throw your whole world into chaos. but they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, they played twilight again later in the day so i got another nice nap. this time no one bothered me afterward and i had a nice long sleep. so, for that, i am grateful to twilight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-3569635996853868840?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3569635996853868840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=3569635996853868840' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coming of age movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie: metropolitan'/><title type='text'>metropolitan, in the early 90s rich kids of our generation had no fucking clue</title><content type='html'>DOWNWARD MOBILITY is mentioned in this movie as some of a group of recent college graduates (preppies who give themselves the more specific moniker "uhbs") as they worry that their failure is inevitable. some have trustfunds while others only HAD one until the entrance of the evil stepmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this movie is slow as hell. but, it is a different look at young people than we normally see. these particular kids are trying very hard to "behave as expected." they long for more rigid social conventions (i guess this is a way to yearn for structure).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when one girl takes off with the group slut and a guy no one really trusts, two other male group members who like her want to travel out of town to rescue her. so, they try to rent a car. they go to pretty much every car rental company, but they don't have enough cash. when they find one cheap enough, they don't have a driver's license. they realize inability to even do that is maybe part of their problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they do eventually go in rescue the girl. she is fully dressed and reading a book. oddly, no one else in the room is doing anything like that. so, i am not sure...i think i missed something... was she WATCHING? did they all just decide to parade around in hopes that she'd decide to get naked, too. when her rescuers show up, the sleazy guy calls her a "flat chested prude" and says they can take her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure they had just as much trouble getting home as they did getting there in the first place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college memories'/><title type='text'>ice-t is in the movie breakin'</title><content type='html'>i watched the movie breakin' this morning. there's some scenes at an underground street dancing club where dancers (or groups or dancers, what have you) vie for supremacy. who should be there providing musicial inspiration, but ice-t. i think this movie is from 1984.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should've watched this movie a long time ago. first, it's somewhat entertaining. second, there has been a number of different comedies reference this movie. third, it provides a nice retrospective on some of the dance-inspired fashions on the 80s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember capezios? i think they still make these, actually, as i'm pretty sure they're just dance shoes. i had a pair of capezios in the 80s. i am not a dancer. my roommate in college studied dancing and she dancy clothes, so she stuck with the capezios way longer than i did. (i will say they are comfortable shoes) although, she didn't fully indulge in some of the things that were more trendy. i do think she wore her hair in a ponytail for our entire freshman year though (she wasn't my roommate yet, but we were dorm neighbors). haha anyway, no one cares about me and the wayback machine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the movie... so this chick is waitressing at the type of place that seems only to exist in the movies... (imagine mel's diner california-style) and she's also taking a very exclusive dance class (cuz they tend to be economical). she is friends with this gay black guy and he is friends with some "street dancers". he takes her to watch his friends and, long story short, they make the dance group a trio rather than a duo and convince people of the legitmacy of the style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;given that type of dancing has pretty well taken over at this point (variations of it) on shows like america's best dance crew, so you think you can dance, and step it up and dance.... i suppose it makes a good point. one of the characters "turbo" does a dance with a broom that's pretty cool. the dance "crew" we're concerned with are known by real names and street names: tony/turbo, orlando/ozone, kelly/special k. INTERESTING NAME, kelly. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the weird thing about dance... it seems to be kind of a difficult way to make a living. if you study, say, ballet... this is a very competitive art and look at someone like mary carey. she studied from a very early age until her injury at 19 and now all of those years of ballet have done what for her? i suppose if she hadn't gone into porn she could have been a ballet teacher (i know they offered her such a job on the first sober house, but even in california i would think most parents would think twice before getting mary carey to teach their young children). for less formal types of dance, it seems some people do make a successful career about it.... but, i'm not sure of all the opportunities they may or may not have. there doesn't seem to be nearly enough jobs to warrant the HUGE numbers of people who go through dance classes, especially since some of the so-called dance classes are more interested in $$$ than in talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like a lot of the people we see dancing (unless we seek out dance somehow) are in videos, so it's people like britney spears. is britney the best dancer ever? or is the whole package (looks, singing, figure, permissive parents who allowed her to be marketed as a sex symbol when she was underage, etc.) that makes her successful? (not taking away from whatever dancing talent she may have... i am just saying, it's not JUST her dancing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of dancing... bad segue... i have a showtime preview and TWILIGHT is coming on in half a hour. oh, you know i gots to see that. expect a rant. love shampoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-5599096641002608686?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5599096641002608686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=5599096641002608686' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/5599096641002608686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/5599096641002608686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/ice-t-is-in-movie-breakin.html' title='ice-t is in the movie breakin&apos;'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-9221569522250626470</id><published>2010-03-27T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T07:54:46.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my new tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='direct tv'/><title type='text'>brief personal update... i have a new television</title><content type='html'>well, i went yesterday and got myself one of the new-fangled flat screen televisions the kids today are talking about. i got it at a local place and it's a brand new 2010 model. yay! i was momentarily seduced by a 42 inch model, but i got a 32 inch one. it was expensive enough and i don't have a ton of money or a very big interview either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, my sister and i were able to bring it inside. my nephew came by and hooked it up. then my cotton picking direct tv thingie didn't work. but i called them and sorted that out and i am watching the tv as i type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this is not news to most people, but my tv has this "freeze" thing (i don't have dvr or tivo or anything) so i can freeze pictures and look at them. the audio continues on as the show continues on, but that's still pretty neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a widescreen, so it has these bars alongside everything that's not widescreen. that's a little different. but i like to watch movie in widescreen format, so if i were to hook a dvd player up to this, well, then i would be in business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-9221569522250626470?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/9221569522250626470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=9221569522250626470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/9221569522250626470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/9221569522250626470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/brief-personal-update-i-have-new.html' title='brief personal update... i have a new television'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-4943965305547792480</id><published>2010-03-25T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T00:12:44.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid family crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunny rabbits'/><title type='text'>two more fucking things...</title><content type='html'>my rabbit jumped on my keyboard... after a lot of trying, i have been able to fix it. of course, i am VERY STRESSED OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister confirmed she threw away the paper. this was a pad of paper i took to the hospital for daddy to try to write on. i didn't tell her this, but she probably wouldn't have believed me. she said all sorts of stuff like, "i guess i don't have any integrity because i threw away the paper." and "i'll try not to throw away any more paper!" when she was leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was after i was yelled at for about an hour straight because all roads always lead back to how i'm not doing things to suit anyone else and, if i would, i'd be able to "have a life". (this has been said to me from junior high school onward, and i will say, in between then and now, i have done a lot of different things... a lot of the time, they weren't paying attention when i told them what i was doing... since the paparazzi wasn't following me around, they assumed i was pathetic.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's not the paper. well, it is the paper. but it's just why would someone come into another person's house and throw away something that wasn't trash? they're whole thing is IT'S OUR HOUSE, TOO!!!!!!!!! but, i actually live here and i have stuff i personally bought and i am currently using in this house. for someone to just decide, "oh i'll just throw that out." is INSANE. any time i disagree about anything.. be it something of daddy's they want to ditch or whatever else, the it's our house too gets yelled at me. (sigh) i fear even if i buy it that won't go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so stressed out. a thing a day has broken. i've heard IT'S OUR HOUSE TOO a million times even though no one gives a shit about it until it's time to burst in and ransack the place. but, i have to be so grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had one xanax left and i just took it. i'm sorry. i am in so much pain. i coughed for a really long time at the bank and then i got emotionally beaten down. then there's the fear that anything and everything could be in the trash. anything and everything they could decide they want. i just hate this so much. i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a huge lecture that if my brother ever does anything (hahahaa!!!!!) it has to be all ready for him to get to work "because he's a man." well, if he can't check the antifreeze on a car which was sitting in the driveway, i don't know what could be faster and easier than that, honestly. someone has to want to do something first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, he's following some band around and that's all he cares about. the great thing about this is he got some flack from my sisters who felt that he was forcing himself on the band or something. they also called him a "groupie" pretending they didn't know the word for "roadie." he told me this was why he tried to avoid them growing up. that was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just can't bring myself to hurt people like i have been hurt. i should get out my old "persuasion" textbook from my days of studying all things, but i can't bring myself to.. also, it's hard to do anything when no one pays any attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry there's still no one to talk to and it's late. this is such a difficult time....  i even had to put my bunny back in my home because he was being just a little too crazy and i couldn't take it. (sigh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-4943965305547792480?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4943965305547792480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=4943965305547792480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4943965305547792480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4943965305547792480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-more-fucking-things.html' title='two more fucking things...'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-6303186207427496281</id><published>2010-03-25T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:50:44.991-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old houses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emoness. illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid family crap'/><title type='text'>my television has passed away...</title><content type='html'>i tried to watch tv today to soothe my nerves and i found that was impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more family crap today. i got beaten down pretty badly. i am so sick of people talking at me. it's just so depressing. i feel so stupid. i think my one sister is lying to me... it makes me feel really bad. i have been told my father didn't want me to have the house because "in six months it wouldn't be worth anything." well, it's been six months.... and it has not yet fallen to the ground. i asked my sister to stop saying that and said he told me something else (he wanted me to have the house). why would she keep saying that to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep getting told "you had more opportunity than anyone" and that basically, i fucked up. well, i graduated from college. so, there was that. i have worked in jobs in my field that paid decently, but they were.. well, extremely stressful. except for going to college, i don't know what else i've had... i am sure they could give me a list of the ways i've fucked up and generally been a rotten as hell excuse for a human being. but, then they "love" me "dearly." i suppose that's why no one ever calls me or comes to see me without bitching me out the entire time they're here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope my parents aren't seeing this mess....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-6303186207427496281?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6303186207427496281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=6303186207427496281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/6303186207427496281'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emoness. illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grief'/><title type='text'>real life right now, frustration and grief and a sore throat</title><content type='html'>we are trying to close on the estate. i am sick as heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if that wasn't stressful and awful enough, every one of my siblings were here today. my brother strolled in dragging a slice of pizza around like it was totally fine to eat it in the living room not on a plate on anything else. like he couldn't have done that in his fucking car or while he was hanging out with his buddies for seven hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this time, i was in the house with my sisters who any second my back was turned would throw away, prowl through, or move something. i had some BLANK PAPER sitting on the bookcase in the hall. i told them both i wanted to keep it. well, it's GONE NOW. then, they both were wearing these stupid gloves and my one sister HAD TO TOUCH everything in the house. even stuff that was clean she had to take it out and put those nasty ass dirty gloves all over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, she INSISTED on taking my mother's polaroid camera down and opening it up and then dropping it on the floor. i told her not to do it. she thought there might be film in it. that damn camera has sat in the closet since 1975, i doubt there's any fucking film in there. and there wasn't. instead of holding it over the bed, she had on those gloves and was holding it between her knees they thought it was hilarious that she dropped it. if i'd dropped it, i would have owed them money right on the fucking spot. and yes, of course, she brokei it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i do have stuff around here because i fucking live here. every damn thing had to be inspected. "that's mine, put it back. that's mine, put it back. ARGH!" but, she still insisted on opening it and reading it. there were random people between us so i couldn't snatch it away. TRUST ME, i would be in so much trouble if i did that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the paper, a little tablet of paper sitting on the bookcase bugs me. why in the world would they throw that away after i told them both i wanted to keep it? i know my stupid brother didn't take it. but, why would anyone throw something like that away? it wasn't dirty or anything. it wasn't old. it was just sitting there. but, they want to get rid of everything. they insisted on being on opposite ends of the house and i had to run back and forth between them. so, there's no telling what else of mine is gone. and they wonder why stuff like this makes me a nervous wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they come in immediately telling me to move stuff. and i am like "well, it goes here." and my sister is all "this will be like pulling teeth." who cares where i keep stuff? who fucking cares? i just do not get it. in this case, we were talking about one little bitty key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, my one sister when she starts filling up trash bags, she wants to take everything in the house (that she doesn't want for herself or her son or her son's wife) and throw it out. so far, her son has gotten a car, a picture of my father's military unit, and probably will get a picture of MY GREAT GRANDPARENTS because "they like antiques." well, so do i. but, many of the antiques from here have disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have tried to write some non-personal articles, but i am so stressed out over this garbage that i can't stand it. it is so tiresome. any little thing that i want has to be a huge ass debate. even if I BOUGHT IT we have to come around to should i even keep it or "free myself" from having so many possessions. and yes, it was "two against one!" a few times. well, isn't it fucking ALWAYS two against one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they think because i tend to be disorganized that i don't know what i have or where anything is or that anything goes. well, that's not true. but none of them really know that. still, when i go to a house someone with a fever tried to vacuum that same day (or any house really) i don't go in barging around pitching a fit about getting rid of everything and dragging every dusty thing i can find all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also don't stroll around eating a pizza. my sister would literally kill anyone who brought pizza into her living room. i don't care if you had the largest plate known to mankind underneath it. but, it was fine that my brother did that. then, she asked him to take something outside for me and he got smarty pants and i wound up doing it. he started bitching, but i reminded him that I didn't ask him to do it. because i basically don't ask him to do ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they've been talking together about me and everything else like they do (and they wonder why i tell them i feel left out and unequal). they planned all this, especially my no-show brother. he has become interested in some local band of all damned things in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, they never come up here just to visit or anything. it's always an agenda of some sort. i try to be nice and i am pititfully glad that if my family pays any attention to me since they are the only family i have. but they all have kids and stuff, so they are somewhat better  i guess. there might be some families that can make the whole thing work where they have three much older kids and one younger kid.. but we can't. maybe because mama died... i don't know... my father was kind of in denial about the reality of the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother made some remarks about his lawnmower today (i don't have one, daddy sold the one we had) and i thought for a brief instant that he was going to mow the yard. then, i realized i was delirious and that was NOT GOING to be happening. he claimed daddy "didn't like" how he did it and that's why he didn't mow the yard for daddy. well, i think daddy "didn't like" the fact that the yard only one get mowed about once per year if it was up to my brother and, in reality, it has to be mowed about once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother's son came up here one day, daddy said and made several trips to town (which i do not doubt and i now know why that'd be) while he was here. i don't know if he even got the yard mowed. my father was not a patient man. if you were supposed to be mowing the yard, you'd best be doing it and not wandering around in town meeting up with this one and that one. anyway, i think my brother wants me to HIRE him to mow the yard. hahaaahaha. i hope it does not come to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my father's will is basically one paragraph long. it's better than nothing, but he told my sister he thought we could "share and share alike." well, the problem with that is everyone has to want to be fair. hope springs eternal, but i am an absolute nervous wreck. sorry to bitch so much... i just have to tell someone.. i don't know what to do and i may have to go through more of the same tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of everything, the TOILET stopped up today. so, it was the PERFECT DAY to have four extra people here. AARGH!! my sister called when i was leaving to get a plunger and she wanted me to try some nonsense with hot water. i told her that i was just going to get the plunger (this took 20 minutes to go through over and over). although, she wound up having the unclog it because i couldn't. then my other sister re-clogged it. that toilet has really, really had a workout today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to add here that the problem with these stupid gloves people want to wear, they pick up every nasty thing in the world. but their hands feel clean and they just keep obsessively touching stuff. it drove me crazy. i feel like every single thing in the house has to be crammed into the washing machine now. and i REALLY feel up to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think things got out of hand when i had to come in here and sit down. my one sister had a diabetic fit, but i fed her. so, they went from having to go eat to staying FOREVER longer. i think they were waiting for my brother who they wanted to just make sure got his precious stuff. my sister insisted i give him half the sheets we own for some unknown reason. i am sure they will get thrown in the trash. well, after she handled the crap out of them with those nasty ass gloves beause, the gloves cost like 30 cents a pair, so you wouldn't want to change! they had a huge box of them... i mean, you could literally see the dirty on the gloves because they were just finding the nastiest stuff to get into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it turns out there is black mold in the semi-finished spare room. people should never build stuff onto their houses if their spouse dies. my father built that stupid carport in because he and mama had talked about it. mind you, my father was able to do the work himself so this should have been a cost efficient project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, it has been one thing after another with that room. some stupid fool my friend invited to the only party i ever got to have threw buttered popcorn (and it was A LOT of popcorn) all over the room (when i had to leave for a minute). he was such a fucking asshole. i didn't even know him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there were the termites. then this and that and the other thing and now... black mold. more work and money (proportionally to the usefulness of the room) has gone into that stupid thing. it was actually finished at one time, but it's had to be torn out and redone a few times... all it's really any good for at this point is giving the dryer a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually have a list of problems with the house (that was why i wanted the paper i was bitching about two hours ago). haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i doubt anyone will actually read this. but, if you did. thank you... you're the best. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-6533153494904024878?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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term='mk'/><title type='text'>conspiracy, lady gaga, mind control and the occult</title><content type='html'>i have things going on in my personal life, but i have been thinking about these subjects for a while now. so, to distract from my real life.. i'm going to take a stab at an article. i've been reading a lot of things about lady gaga that are a bit... well, they seem rather heavy handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to quickly go over why i think i am even vaguely qualified to write about any of this.... i studied behavior modification in college (along with other types of psychology). mind control techniques derive from behavior modification and classical conditioning. in fact, we learned the principles behind what was referred to as "brainwashing." since that time, i have learned of various documents that have been declassified. in reading, i'm coming across things i learned about as well as experiments i knew about (these were not mind control experiments, but they were psychology experiments) that linked into this information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also found out about the mkultra congressional hearings as well as some sort of apology that bill clinton issued to some victims of mind control. then there's the canadians who successfully sued dr. ewen cameron and the cia for his "psychic driving" experiments (where he proved he could wipe out people's memories and replace them with something else, such as he convinced one poor man he'd killed his mother... this man had killed no one and his mother was alive and well). dr. ewen cameron is also known as dr. white. he was VERY respected in his field in his day. (the doctors involved in mkultra tended to go by colors there... drs. white, black, green, and blue. i am not sure who dr. blue is, and there is more than one dr. green.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, there are people who will tell me to tighten my tin foil hat. wtfever. they can go to the cia's fucking website and do some reading. they should find some surprises there. well, unless the whole thing has been changed since the last time i checked it... in which case, this stuff IS online and not just at wacky "conspiracy theory" (i guess even when it's proven it's a theory to some people) website. it's highly unpleasant reading and there's not proof for every little thing being alleged. there is, however, proof that some of these things really did happen to both children and adults. mind control, unfortunately, is real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, mind control of this type is not easy to accomplish and it's even harder to keep in place. full-on mind control requires quite a time commitment because the person under control has to have a handler to keep them under control. if they are left to their own devices, their programming could break down, their original personality could reassert, their mental problems could overwhelm them, or they may find themselves literally unable to cope. it's possible those problems have been corrected and they have an easier and better way, i suppose. the information we have access to is at least twenty years out of date. i'm just hoping i'm right about this and it IS still hard to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;certain people like cathy o'brien and cisco wheeler DID have full-time handlers. so, for some people, it has (and probably is) happening. if you don't google these women, their names won't be familiar to you. whether they could have functioned as entertainers under public scruntity is difficult to say... from cisco's writings there were people who were programmed for more public lives than she had, but even these people are not exactly household names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's one particularly awful scene where cathy o'brien (when writing the book) realizes she was just sitting in a very dangerous situation waiting for someone to come see her after being told some troubling things, but because of the mind control, nothing was going on in her mind at all as she waited. she was regularly drugged, overworked, and underfed to keep her in a more suggestible state. she very rarely ventured out on her own and when she did, she had been very specific directions on what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, even with all of that in place, cathy's programming broke because she already had DID. when exposed to an extreme trauma, she created another alter split on her own which wrecked havoc on her internal system causing her to be labeled "damaged goods." of course, the bulk of the programming cathy was put through would have been done in the 1950s-1970s. they might be using different and more reliable techniques now. but, what they used on her worked by using DID to create compartments in the mind (and to encourage the child to split their personality), so it's logical that this very serious mental illness might work against them considering the type of trauma (no one is being mind controlled to do pleasant things all the time) they endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the person disassociates again to cope with whatever is going on, it's not possible (as far as i know) to undo that disassociation. even though these people are considered, to some degree, expendable... creating a person like this took a lot of work and not every person can endure it. so, i would be surprised if they're doing things like this to get someone to sing pop songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what most people writing about this don't seem to realize is that it's possible to brainwash someone who DOESN'T have DID. you won't have this and that alter, but you can make them be obedient to you for however long you need them to be. when you're done with them, you don't have to worry so much they'll attract attention by wandering around acting like a four-year-old when they're 35 (i.e., a child alter in control).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i guess that's a long way of saying that, while i believe it's POSSIBLE to create a mind controlled pop star, is it really NECESSARY to create one? what if there's an easier way to get what you want? plenty of people long for fame and many will do ANYTHING for fame. from these, it would be possible to choose the easiest to manipulate people (who'd be less likely to blab later about whatever you wish to keep secret). not only would they be easier to deal with, they'd be more creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people under full mind control are often pretty smart and creative people BEFORE they're put through the rigors of programming. even the kindest (torture-free) form of brainwashing includes isolation and food deprivation. as a cover, some are made to act stupid and ditzy so that no one will take them too seriously. i don't know that they have much control of this if they really are under full mind control. things stored in the memories of other alers usually will not be available to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose an example of this would be anna nicole smith acting like she didn't know what a video camera was when she put on clown make up for her "fans." (a truly pitiful bit of tape). despite what howard k. stern said, i don't think anna was acting. she seemed to think she was younger than the ten-year-old girl that's shown on the tape with her. she's pregnant at the time, but she thinks the baby is the doll she's playing with.. when the little girl tells her about the baby in her "stomach", anna just looks confused. in anna's case, she may have been HEAVILY drugged. unfortunately, there's no way to know for sure any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this FINALLY brings me to lady gaga. i really don't think she is under full mind control. she consistently interviews the same. she also doesn't fall into verbal traps. her personality when she performs is different, but then, she was a performance artist. whether she's under any mind control at all, it's difficult to say because if she's been hypnotized, done any sort of heavy behavior modification program (e.g., scientology), she would be abnormally suggestible allowing someone to get her to do some things unquestioningly. another factor is drugs that were HEAVILY prescribed to kids starting about twenty years ago and getting worse by the year. i don't know if gaga herself takes or took any such thing. i do think it's possible she is not under mind control at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, she does seem to KNOW ABOUT mind control. i think this is why some people believe she's mind controlled herself. but, that doesn't really make much sense to me. there are plenty of ways she could have found out about it and it's not hard to imagine she would have found it interesting. then there's the drug issue, even if lady gaga was never given anything for a.d.d. (or whatever) she most certainly knows people who were. it's possible she's referencing this type of thing as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lady gaga does have an educational background that would allow her to be particularly well versed in what various symbols meant and how to use them in her work. so, it's possible she has another motive than the most obvious thing for what she places in her videos and concerts. for example, after watching a few lady gaga videos the SAME THING is easily seen in other videos (where it's done much more subtly). perhaps she wants everyone to notice this. particularly since she has to know that we've had three generations grow up with tv and two with mtv. isn't it about time we began to understand the things that flash across screen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as lady gaga's involvement with the occult, i think she is interested in it. whether this interest is purely academic or not, i don't know. i haven't seen her do anything to draw people into it, but i haven't seen everything she has done. however, just because she wears horns on her head doesn't make her a devil. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything lady gaga does is carefully planned and very deliberate. although she does come up with some of the ideas herself, she has talked about working with other creative people (who are her team). also, of course, this is all business so there are other people (executives) who have to be happy with what she choses to do and who may have her do specific things for whatever reason. such as some of the skimpy outfits she's worn.. i'm not sure that's her idea considering they brought her to tears when they were trying to get her to pose for more scandalous cd cover shot. it looks like they may have compromised... she got her choice on cd covers and they got almost naked lady gaga on various award shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is an interpretation of lady gaga's video "telephone" (which also features beyonce) done by vigilant citizen. it has been reprinted all over the internet and attracted a lot of comments. v.c. believes lady gaga is a victim of project monarch based on some of her actions and that the video and song refers to some of this. the video doesn't seem to go with the song, so i do agree there. and v.c. makes some good points about the VIDEO. but, people need to realize, the video is not lady gaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty soon, i think we're going to know exactly where lady gaga falls on the mk scale because they seem to be pressuring her to act more outrageously. she's been specifically mentioning her vagina lately (such as asking boy george to sign it). also, someone had a screenshot of an old interview where she's talking about something with friend requests (my space?). the last question was "best reason to accept a friend request." her answer "pedophilia." i don't 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title='conspiracy, lady gaga, mind control and the occult'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-8451152532535293619</id><published>2010-03-18T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T08:40:45.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kari ann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sober house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shifty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dr. drew'/><title type='text'>sober house, it will be a damn miracle if anyone fails to relapse</title><content type='html'>so, I have watched nearly two episodes and so far it's, predictably, the kari ann show. and it's not even good for HER. she's on drugs and she is being kari ann. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jen, ever professional, is yelling and cursing at kari ann to leave. now jen is whipping up the drama with the other residents (like they need that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, kari ann is not able to completely take the show off the rails by herself because dr. drew is definitely bringing back shifty's worthless ass. I would rather they pick up a random person off the street than bring him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point, i'd rather see fucking conaway back (and I really don't want to see him again). because one thing he never did: smoke crack on the roof. although, that may only be because he can't figure out how to get up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see shifty has gotten yet more disgusting since last time. if dr. drew wants to "help" him it shouldn't be on a tv show because it seems to me shifty only realizes he has a problem when it's on tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, there was some discussion about shifty's deal with jen last season. but these poor people are so happy kari is gone. wait til they see what they have in store for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to give shifty a chance. I even overlooked that awful "butterfly" song (momentarily, there is no forgiveness for that), but he just wants some attention. and he's getting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jen will be overjoyed. she's saying she must be "tough on him this time."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-8451152532535293619?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8451152532535293619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=8451152532535293619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/8451152532535293619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/8451152532535293619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/sober-house-it-will-be-damn-miracle-if.html' title='sober house, it will be a damn miracle if anyone fails to relapse'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-2397637003830023841</id><published>2010-03-18T05:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T22:38:58.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roger peterson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buddy holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plane crash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ritchie valens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the big bopper'/><title type='text'>winter dance party 1959, the conclusion (CORRECTIONS)</title><content type='html'>so, now i have the details... who was ON the tour? buddy holly and the crickets (not the regular crickets, but tommy allsup, waylon jennings and carl bunch until carl got frostbite then just the other two). the big bopper. ritchie valens (who does have a "t" in ritchie which i did not know). dion and the belmonts. and frankie sardo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was one fucked up tour, i'll say that... for one thing the dates must have been arranged by a crazy person (or santa claus) to maximize driving through the chilly nights of the northern midwest. surely everyone knows, but i'll say it, the surf ballroom show was added about three days before they played it. it wasn't supposed to be on the tour. you'll see why it was added, they had so much free time and all (sarcasm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fabulous tour dates for the lamented winter carnival of 1959 (tour of wisconsin, iowa, and minnesota... i know the plane was flying to a north dakota destination, but it was across the way from some town in minnesota. and hell, if you're flying around in fucking early february why not go to the coldest state we fucking have? especially at night. not blaming the victims, just... would it have been the end of the world if this fucking tour made a little sense? i'll stop bitching, here it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tour dates all end in 1959, obviously&lt;br /&gt;1/23 george divine's million dollar ballroom (milwaukee)&lt;br /&gt;1/24 eagles ballroom (kenosha, also featured debbie stevens)&lt;br /&gt;1/25 kato ballroom (mankato, mn)&lt;br /&gt;1/26 fournier's ballroom (eau claire, wi)&lt;br /&gt;1/27 fiesta ballroom (montvideo, mn)&lt;br /&gt;1/28 prom ballroom (st. paul)&lt;br /&gt;1/29 capitol theater (davenport)&lt;br /&gt;1/30 laramar ballroom (ft. dodge)&lt;br /&gt;1/31 national guard armory (duluth, mn)&lt;br /&gt;2/1 riverside ballroom (green bay)&lt;br /&gt;2/2 surf ballroom (clear lake)&lt;br /&gt;2/3 (whoever was left played a show in i don't care minnesota... i don't know how much longer the tour continued after this, hell, if the guys who planned it are still alive it's STILL going on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i was wrong about the following sentence, the plane didn't take off until 1 a.m. on 2/3/59. it was found around 9 a.m. and the coroner arrived at 11:15 a.m. on 2/3/59... sorry about the confusion. i found the coroner's report.) the plane actually crashed on 2/2/59 (wrong, it was 2/3) even though most people did not know about it until 2/3/59. it's kind of hard to believe, but back in the day i guess rockers played shows at decent hours because the fucking coroner arrived at the scene at 11:30 p.m. (wrong, it was 11:15 a.m. the day after the show) so, they played the show, flipped coins, exchanged banter, went to the airfield, loaded up, took off, crashed, got found, correct people were notified and the coroner rolled up all before midnight (wrong again, sorry, but the plane did crash shortly after 1 a.m., i think) and i get the impression it was a night show so all that sounds fucking exhausting. (the bodies were identified by carroll anderson, the man who drove them to the airfield, btw.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, speaking of the coin toss... well, these were the early days when people still called it "rock N roll" so, you know... there weren't that many controversaries yet. anyway, there is a debate about the fucking coin toss. o.k., one site has the statements from the parties in contention. one guy wrote a fucking novella about it and another guy wrote like four sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes the mc for the show, bob hale, says he did the coin toss right after buddy holly hired the plane which was before the end of the show. he says he says goodbye to "the boys" as carroll anderson drove them to the airport in his car. the other guy was tommy allsup who was the guitar player for the crickets. he says it was right after the show, ritchie asked him about the seat again, so they flipped for it. he says they used a 50 cent piece which he still has. he says no one else was around. i find his story more credible because the plane was hired FOR THE CRICKETS and he didn't ramble on about "why don't we just remember the boys". but, like i fucking know. hell, for all anyone knows maybe there were two different coin tosses for some reason. apparently, the makers of "la bamba" believe allsup because it's tommy who is tossing the coin with ritchie in the movie (although it's at the airfield because it's a fucking movie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is also the completely stupid rumor that the plane was named "american pie". it's wrong (duh). the plane wasn't named anything because it was a small plane meant to ferry people around the area. and before the song (or the movie, i guess, although the movie is totally non-buddy holly related) there would be no reason to name a plane something like that. in fact, it would be bad for business. people eat pies. do you want to make them believe your plane is something that might be eaten, like by death? i don't think so. yeah, i take branding seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i do have some numbers for ya'll. plane tail number was N3794N. model 35, serial #D-1019. manufactured 10-47. purchased by dwyer 6-58. the model name was beechcraft bonanza (possibly beechcraft bonanza galaxy... dammit that sounds like it would fly, doesn't it?). here is a picture of a plane just like it www.buddyhollyandthecrickets.com/WDP/beechcraftbonanza.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same site has some color photos taken by fans of buddy holly, j.p. richardson, and ritchie valens at other shows on this tour. here are a couple of pages... http://www.buddyhollyandthecrickets.com/WDP/stpaul.html and http://www.buddyhollyandthecrickets.com/WDP/ftdodge.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more details about the plane people... the plane company was dwyer flying service which was mostly the owner jerry dwyer. it was in MASON CITY, iowa. sorry, lost my mind there for a minute, but synch bloggers would point that out for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pilot was roger peterson, age 21 (you know, back in the day, they just let young people do all sorts of things.. but no FUCKING WAY would i get on a plane flown by some kid at night in winter in iowa, but then i can think 'that's what buddy holly did and he died' and they didn't have that advantage).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dwyer saw the takeoff (he'd been elsewhere previously) and tried to raise peterson on the radio. when he couldn't he got into another plane (i guess he had at least two) and soon found the crash site which so happened to be in a field owned by albert (and delbert) juhl. the aforementioned coroner (or acting coroner) was dr. ralph smiley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word of this got out.. as it would, but they kept people away from the crash. it seems they left things kind of as is until they could take some daytime photos (this turns out to be wrong due to the plane not being found until daylight... hours after the actual crash) because i saw one of those with dead bodies and stuff. so sad. the pilot, peterson, was the only person who was still inside the plane. he had to be cut out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know now why people are coming up with elaborate reasons why the plane crashed. it hit the ground HARD. final conclusion... welllll, i don't think they know why exactly. but they decided that peterson must have thought they were going up not down. it was determined the engine was working so that wasn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quick aside... you know what DID survive the crash? their fucking luggage! and because people will do things like this, someone placed it in a neat little stack and took a picture of it for the records. that's sad, too, i think. because someone's personal possessions become sort of meaningless after they die. but, what else can you do but collect the luggage and put it in a neat pile? yes, their families would want it... but still... the only people who it would be really important to didn't need it any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to weird stuff about the crash... they were traveling happily along and hit the ground. the plane had been banking into a turn and the rate of climb was forever stuck at 3,000 feet per minute. except it was descending 3,000 feet per minute... not ascending. the airspeed indicator was stuck between 165-170 mph. landing gear was up. radio transmitter was set to mason city and was working. new gauges had been installed in this plane and peterson didn't know them... i really do not know what they looked like, but i am sure the exact instrument panel is on the internet somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, anyway, peterson was making this turn and he banked and instead of pointing the nose of the plane up he apparently pointed it down. so the crash reflects that... there wasn't any hesistation or anything. it hit left wing first digging a long furrow into the earth. then the body hit and bounced. when the wing tore off and the plane hit again its passengers were thrown from the plane. buddy holly was found 12 feet southwest of the crash, ritchie valens was found 10 feet south of the crash. for some reason we don't know the direction (i know now, it was northwest) the big bopper took, but he went 40 feet into another field (a picked corn field, actually). so, i guess that's why people thought he was "going for help." the plane traveled 570 feet after first impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, to prove that the police don't pay too much attention to things that get rockstars killed... a certain envelope marked "charles hardin holley rec'd april 7, 1959" (where the fuck was it from february 2nd to april 7th, and interesting date.. 4-7, hm) turned up in the cerro gordo county sheriff's office back in february 1980. it contained buddy holly's eyeglasses, j.p. richardson's watch, a lighter and some dice. apparently, these items were returned to the families. i don't know that the same people were at the sheriff's office in 1959 and in 1980. but i would doubt it. i guess it's possible that the items were laying in the field until april and they were turned in at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plane parts scattered for 540 feet across the field. of course, the plane itself and its bigger parts were dragged off to be examined, but there were things here and there you know.. like guns and eyeglasses. (the coroner's report says the gun was in buddy holly's overnight case... this makes me wonder about the gun story ... were there two guns? i am not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know... this is a weird story and a sad story... and i don't really want to look into much more because, by now, how much weird shit has happened? it just never ends. maybe it was just a plane crash, but it was a damned convenient plane crash that, had it not happened, could have spared us all a lot of crappy, crappy music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps... I fixed the links... I wrote this on pc and edited on cellphone... so hopefully that doesn't make it too wonky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I can't fix the links. they are from a site called: buddyhollyandthecrickets.com (i apologize for my mistakes previously... i was just looking for something else and i found more information... however, the info about this crash is rather confused because i found the information i posted previously in more than one place.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-2397637003830023841?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2397637003830023841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=2397637003830023841' title='2 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-6567628731742821408</id><published>2010-03-18T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T03:04:29.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jason bieber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crappy music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adam lambert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ludacris'/><title type='text'>when you find yourself adding bongos, stop and think wtf you are doing</title><content type='html'>i cannot even...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.k., adam lambert has this song called "whattya want from me" (or some other grammatically tortured crap). because this has bugged me ever since i heard it, i must share: this is an unreleased pink song... it's pretty obvious once you know because he uses her phrasing exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, apparently everyone else in america appreciates the fuck out of the song because now we have the UNPLUGGED VERSION (you know for the people who can't handle the hard rock sound of adam fucking lambert) with BONGOS! oh, and it's slower. it may also be in b&amp;amp;w, but i don't think so. i think i am confusing him with pink herself now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. also, this jason bieber kid needs to be concerned that he is 16 and his voice hasn't changed. seriously. he's got a song where ludacris raps a bit about a girl he loved when he was 13 (a girl ludacris loved). yeah, ludacris probably seriously believed this kid was about 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s., i know i resisted the urge to post about 30 seconds... but.. the bongos... it was the bongos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-6567628731742821408?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6567628731742821408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=6567628731742821408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/6567628731742821408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/6567628731742821408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-you-find-yourself-adding-bongos.html' title='when you find yourself adding bongos, stop and think wtf you are doing'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-4285764917112916910</id><published>2010-03-18T02:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T02:48:30.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insomnia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><title type='text'>forever the sickest shampoo</title><content type='html'>well, shampoo has bronchitis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've started a few longer posts, but hit abort on them because they were stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, my ever-present insomnia has kicked in so expect some weirdness like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it against the law these days to play rock videos or something? i mean, seriously. i have been flipping between the music channels and i am seeing the same few videos over and over. i will try my best to refrain from posting in detail about them, but i can't promise anything. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;antibiotics should be otc for people like me, i swear. actually, my local pharmacy should just carry a "shampoo is sick again, same old same old" kit for me to pick up prn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-4285764917112916910?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4285764917112916910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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popularity. it sounds as if fans were kind of here and there around the nation. so, to make the most of this new genre (and to make some $$$ in the dismal winter months), a winter tour of some of the top acts was organized. later, i'll post the particulars of whoall was on this tour and whereall they went, but for right now... i'm really only concerned with a few of the folks on this tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, buddy holly and many of the other people performing around the country were from warmer climates than say, iowa and north dakota. perhaps this is why they had such an unsuitable tour bus. or maybe they just didn't have a lot of ready cash. the bus they hired, had problems relating to the cold weather. one poor dude even got frostbite ON THE BUS. this probably saved his life because he was in the hospital along about the time buddy holly and richie valens were taking turns filling in on the drums right before they died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sick and tired of every stop taking way too long to get to (due to breakdowns and bad weather), buddy holly decided he would hire a plane. i'm not sure if it had been originally intended for him and the crickets (who were down a man). but, the plane only held one pilot and three passengers. by now everyone knows those passengers were buddy, richie valens (only 17 years old), and the big bopper a.k.a. j.p. richardson (28 years old with a pregnant wife at home).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's another thing i thought was sort of a recent phenomenon... the big bopper was not only a rocker, he was a d.j. i don' t know if he ever brought two turntables and a microphone on stage with him, but before the winter dance party, he'd even earned a world record for playing over 1,000 records in a row in one marathon broadcast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like so many other people we've heard of who have passed away at a young age lately, the big bopper was suffering from "flu-like symptoms" or, well, he full on had the flu. he wanted to get where he was going and get some sleep before the next show. he asked waylon jennings for his seat on the plane that fateful night. after some joking around that no one wants to come back to haunt them (j.p. said he hoped the bus broke down, waylon said he hoped the plane crashed), waylon gave up his seat on the plane and moved to the bus. waylon was in the crickets at that time, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many years later, richardson's son jay (the baby the big bopper's wife was carrying when he died) confronted waylon jennings on his tour bus to finally get some answers about his dad. given all celebrities are overly sheltered half the time and thrown to the wolves the other half, people offered to throw jay off the bus until waylon realized who he was. apparently, finally talking about it was helpful, for both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, richie valens ASKED to ride on the plane because he'd never ridden on a small plane before. a winter night is maybe not the greatest time to pick, but richie was only 17 years old and, i suppose, if any of them really thought they were in danger they would have stayed on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's the pilot whose name i can't recall just now... (i'll look it up the next time). there are a few important facts about him i do recall... he was only 21 years old and really wasn't certified to fly totally off his instruments (as in at night when looking at the window wouldn't help much). added to that, he apparently had been somewhat misinformed when it came to the weather. i am going to have to look into this more, but i think it is possible he may have been familiar with the airfield he was flying to... whatever the case, the cause of the accident would eventually be ruled "pilot error."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but here's the point of this particular post.. two months after the plane crashed, the farmer who owned the field it crashed into, found a gun. specifically, buddy holly's gun. this has led to some WILD SPECULATIONS over the years amongst... i'm not sure who is talking about this reguarly, i just heard about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to back up a second, buddy holly had recorded six songs not too long before he died, that some people believed reflected depression in his personal life. the songs are about love gone wrong (you know, the subject of 45% of all songs) and love lost (the subject of a 55% of all songs). some people take this to mean buddy holly was hella upset about the state of his recent marriage and the the fact he hadn't married his high school sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, taking a detour into crazyland, they decide the fact he had a gun on him meant he had probably committed suicide on the plane and then bullet had then gone over and killed the pilot dooming the other passengers. there's one teensie tiny problem with that.. the PILOT was autopsied after the crash. he had not been shot. i know forsenic science in 1959 was much more primitive than it is now, but i am pretty certain they could tell if someone had been shot or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though buddy holly wasn't autopsied, several people who saw a lot of dead bodies given their line of work, saw him. even though he couldn't have been in good shape, they probably would've noticed if he'd shot himself in the head. i'm just guessing that and i suppose i could be wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i have to wonder if buddy holly was even depressed at the time. and, if he was, if he was so depressed he'd kill himself in front of other people dooming them to (at best) travel with his gruesome remains or (at worst) to die. i mean... that is a pretty severe type of thing that doesn't really fit the rest of the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the family of j.p. richardson had to move his grave a few years ago and they took that opportunity to have someone examine his body. he had been found 40 feet from the crash site, leading some to believe he'd been alive and had tried to go for help. a forsenic anthropologist confirmed the injuries richardson had received were consistent with having been in a plane crash. the same expert also said that richardson, like everyone else on the plane, died on impact. oh, and no one had shot him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sad aside, jay richardson saw his father for the first time during this examination. fortunately, the big bopper had held up pretty well over the years. jay was born three months after his father died. however, everyone found out that the funeral home had done a good job of trying to hide j.p.'s injuries, but that he did indeed have many, many bad fractures. he had compound fractures of both legs and his skull was fractured just to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what is the point of buddy holly's gun? well, hell, the dude was from texas. it might have been nothing more than that. however, the idea that he could have taken a gun out and discharged it while everyone else in this SMALL metal container hurtling through the night is nuts. only people who have never been around guns can really believe that. let me say, NOTHING ELSE sounds like the action of a gun. so, i would think if anyone hauled out a gun on a small plane.. it wouldn't go unnoticed. i don't know... this seems like an overly complicated way to explain why the plane crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure if this is 100% of a crazy theory or if there's some logic behind it somewhere. i'm also not sure why finding a gun leads to all this strange speculations.. maybe some think for it to be found by itself it couldn't have been in a bag or a coat pocket or whatever gun-storage place there may have been?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-3481002927384749344?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3481002927384749344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=3481002927384749344' title='5 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-809471553149982384</id><published>2010-03-10T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:28:48.818-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rl stuff'/><title type='text'>waiting for k</title><content type='html'>shampoo is about to reembark on a $ making scheme... wish poo luck hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-809471553149982384?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/809471553149982384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nat king cole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fats domino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the crickets'/><title type='text'>buddy holly, early life and basic facts (also, a bit about musical genres)</title><content type='html'>charles hardin holley was born september 7, 1936 and died february 3, 1959. his nickname had always been "buddy". when his name was misprinted without the "e", he decided to use the stage name buddy holly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buddy was born on labor day in lubbock, texas to lawrence odell holley and ella pauline drake holley. his family was interested in music and he learned to play the piano, guitar and violin. at age five, he won a talent contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 1949, buddy holly recorded his first song, a cover of hank snow's "my two-timin' woman" on a borrowed recorder while he attended hutchinson junior high school. there he meant bob montgomery. they formed a duo called buddy and bob. they were influenced by bluegrass music and played local events and talent shows. buddy then attended lubbock high school where he sang in the choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buddy holly was active as a musician, singer, and songwriter from 1955-1959. he and the crickets recorded both in nashville and new york. although he could play several instruments, buddy played a fender stratocaster with his band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after seeing elvis perform in 1955, buddy decided to add rockabilly to his music. this gradually evolved into rock music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rockabilly used, among other things, what was called "hillbilly music" (later called country music). obviously, hillbilly music wasn't that well regarded at the time and, by the 60s, rockabilly had died out. it was revived in the late 70s and early 80s and now is a small subculture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buddy holly died in a plane crash in grant township, cerro gordo county, iowa. he was only 22 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 1986, buddy holly was inducted into the rock &amp;amp; roll hall of fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early rock and roll, as played by buddy holly, was a mix of hillbilly music, western swing, boogie woogie, and rhythm and blues. this style was played mostly in the southern united states (in the 50s). appalachian folk music also influenced buddy holly (e.g. bluegrass).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;western swing is a specific type of swing music that was popular in the southwestern united states. like most dance music, it had an upbeat tempo. rural, cowboy, polka, folk, new orleans jazz, dixieland, blues, and jazz swing were all represented in this genre mostly played by musicians who perhaps were not specifically educated in music. they were playing what sounded good to them. when bebop began to be popular, it became part of western swing as well. most songs were in 2/4 time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the texas playboys is the only western swing book my brief search turned up that i think i have heard of... i think this was the kind of music that was played more than recorded. there were some musicians in this genre who refused to let their music be labled "hillbilly music" (as far as i know, "hillbilly" has never been anything approaching a term of respect, so no surprise). the heyday of western swing, was pre-wwii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another popular form of music around the same time (but lasting longer) was boogie woogie. despite the fact we've all heard "boogie woogie bugle boy", a PIANO is a big part of the boogie woogie sound. (not too convenient for an army to tote around a piano, i'll admit). most boogie woogie songs, as anyone should be able to clearly hear, are in common time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blues, folk, gospel, ragtime and honkey tonk music all had their influences on the boogie woogie sound. in 1916, george w. thomas published sheet music for "new orleans hop scop blues", an early example of boogie woogie. however, the boogie woogie sound was very regionalized, so there were variations all over north america.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the term "rhythm and blues" was originally a marketing term used in billboard to replace the term "race music." shortly after that, they named a chart after it (the chart had been called the harlem hit parade), these changes happened in 1948 and 1949. the fans of this type of music in the late 40s were black clubgoers living in cities. the bands they were listening to were usually made up of a piano, two guitars, a bass, drums, a saxophone, a singer, and backgroung singers. although the vocalist sang with emotion, the performances were well-rehearsed and polished (probably due to jazz influences). unlike western swing, in other words, these were professional musicians who WERE educated in music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as defined in the late 40s, rhythm and blues was jazz-based music with a heavy backbeat. by 1950, the term was being applied to blues records as well. in the 1960s, the rhythm and blues style began to be seen in rock and roll, but what was called rhythm and blues in the 60s now began to include electronic blues, soul, and gospel music. by the 70s, soul and funk were listed on the rhythm and blues charts. contemporary r&amp;amp;b emerged in the 80s (after the death of disco).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contemporary r&amp;amp;b singers have a distinctive style derived from changing notes when singing syllables. this is called "melisma". besides r&amp;amp;b singers, singers of arabic music also sometimes use this style. this particular style comes from ancient times and is thought to originally have developed in the middle east. it was used in religious ceremonies to induce trances in the listeners. if mariah carey used to hurt your ears with her vocal gymnastics back in the day... this could be why.. (seriously, i could not listen to some of her early songs, owie). another type of r&amp;amp;b is smooth r&amp;amp;b.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall origins of rhythm and blues are jazz, blues (especially electric blues), gospel and traditional pop. from rhythm and blues are derived funk, ska, rock and roll. musicians who led to the creation of rhythm and blues are cab calloway, leroy carr, and count basie. perhaps they influenced the rhythm and blues visual style as well... bands dressed nicely and maintained a "cool" throughout their performances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the biggest early rhythm and blues hits (that also had a dance) was "the hucklebuck" by paul williams. it stayed at number one in billboard for most of 1949. the dance was considered risque. (this makes me think of the club in walk hard where people go to "dance provocatively" haha.. i wonder if this dance is the inspiration for that...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an early female rhythm and blues singer was ruth brown. her hits included "(mama) he treats your daughter bad", "teardrops from my eyes," and "what a dream." around the same time, fats domino charted with "ain't that a shame."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 1955, little richard began to dominate the chart with hits such as "tutti frutti" and "long tall sally". james brown, otis redding, and elvis presley all took note of these songs. also in 1955, ray charles shook up the rhythm and blues sound by adding spiritual music to the mix with his hit "i got a woman." (this made some people a little bit uncomfortable at first, but it quickly caught on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as more and more people began putting out rhythm and blues hits, acts began to crossover to other billboard charts. in 1954, the chords "sh-boom" made the top ten. they were followed by the charms and "heart of stone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chuck berry hit the scene in 1955 when he reworked a country song ("red ida") into his smash hit "maybelline". this song not only crossed over, it became a hit among white teenagers looking for something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chuck berry was one of the performers in the top stars of 56 tour. headliners were al hibbler, frankie lymon and the teenagers and carl perkins. this tour was extremely succesful. possibly by 1956 all of these rhythm and blues stars had been featured in movies: chuck berry, little richard, fats domino, big joe turner, the treniers, the platters, the flamingos (and probably more).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elvis presley crossed over ONTO the rhythm and blues chart in 1957, gaining unprecedented success among rhythm and blue fans, when "jailhouse rock/treat me nice" and "all shook up" cracked the top five. like others of the time, elvis made it to film as well and, as we all know, went on to become a matinee idol. however, this kind of explains to me why jailhouse rock was so different from some of his later movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when jazz pianist nat king cole decided to try his hand at rhythm and blues. he was rewarded with huge hits like "mona lisa" and "too young". if fact, he was so well like that many of his songs became hits again when his daughter natalie added her vocals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up until this major rhythm and blues labels had been savoy, king, imperial, speciality, atlantic, chess. at the close of the 50s, sam cooke started his sar label and berry gordy started motown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chubby checker's "the twist" and sam cooke's own "chain gang" started to change the rhythm and blues sound for the 60s. the miracles "shop around" brought the motown sound into the mix. not to be outdone, stax records presented the memphis sound with the mar-keys hit "last night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new rhythm and blues sound of the 60s specifically influenced british blues, mod and beat music. specific bands emerging with this new sound (non r&amp;amp;b bands, i mean) were the animals, the yardbirds, the rolling stones, the who, and the beatles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, in jamacia, ska was being created... as we all know, ska became popular outside of jamacia in the 80s-90s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contemporary r&amp;amp;b (sometimes called urban contemporary after the radio format that also includes hip hop) features a polished production style. up until the early 90s, the saxophone might make an appearance on tracks, but it seems to have fallen by the wayside in favor of vocalists for now. unlike more traditional rhythm and blues, the backbeat is less important and may even be provided by a drum machine. although, it seems that there seem to be some changes afoot in this area. so we shall see quickly enough....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just an overview of things i found ... i was trying to put buddy holly in context of his times. i felt r&amp;amp;b was interesting because it changes so much. although, i know for a fact, some of its early incarnations are still around and still popular. given the unprecedented availability of music, hopefully we'll see even more innovation in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-5743340382373599622?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5743340382373599622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=5743340382373599622' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/5743340382373599622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/5743340382373599622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/buddy-holly-early-life-and-basic-facts.html' title='buddy holly, early life and basic facts (also, a bit about musical genres)'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-4896389158319623111</id><published>2010-03-09T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:32:20.991-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shinto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophecy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country-specific religions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='druids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='japan'/><title type='text'>she who sleeps under the diet</title><content type='html'>a subject of more than one manga storyline (which has probably since become an anime), is the sleeping psychic underneath the diet building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe this derives from shinto shrine maidens beliefs when the shrine maidens went out to fight oni (japanese demons, which are a bit different than the western idea of demons). some even enslaved oni in service to their family. the anime zenki is about this (and zenki used to be the name of one of my computers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sleeping woman underneath the diet building had a young appearance, but she was not young. she had been there an improbable amount of time and she secretly guided the fate of japan. she always had personal attendents and, iirc, they dedicated their lives to her for a certain period of time. there was no leaving for the attendants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting to the sleeping woman and asking her questions was a major plot point... especially since the diet often did not want to listen to her if her words were contrary to what they themselves always wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose this is a rather ancient idea... but it's interesting one... especially since it did not seem that she could ever leave the diet building. so, i wonder... how did she get there in the first place? did she appear from thin air at the base of japanese power?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shintoism is only possible to practice in japan and if you're japanese. not that i was really thinking about converting. hehe but, that's an interesting idea similar to druidism.... otherwise there seems to be quite a bit of difference between the two. especially since i'm pretty sure you have to be a man to be a druid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oddly, i know less of druidism than shintoism. but then again, blame anime. (and the fact that druidism is a mystery religion.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-4896389158319623111?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4896389158319623111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=4896389158319623111' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4896389158319623111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4896389158319623111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/she-who-sleeps-under-diet.html' title='she who sleeps under the diet'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-1977202511644729088</id><published>2010-03-09T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T16:16:21.626-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strange ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><title type='text'>michael jackson, a ladies' man?</title><content type='html'>apparently, i have missed the most important episode of "good morning america" ever filmed. i just read on wesmirch that three of michael's bodyguards say they drove him around to meet his multiple girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say, "men know men." they don't believe the pedophile rumors and they do believe michael was really interested in his numerous women he was seeing on the downlow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this begs the question... why didnt michael just marry one of these women at some point? maybe they answered that question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, at the point, with michael being dead anyone can say anything about him. not that this is necessarily the worst rumor ever to come out about him, but i'm just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i ever tell you about the time that i picked up my drunk slut friend from her rendezvous with michael jackson? it's a fascinating story, i'll tell you that. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-1977202511644729088?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1977202511644729088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=1977202511644729088' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/1977202511644729088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/1977202511644729088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/michael-jackson-ladies-man.html' title='michael jackson, a ladies&apos; man?'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-968342724985148331</id><published>2010-03-09T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T13:33:23.837-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gary busey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buddy holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cab calloway'/><title type='text'>some future posting ideas...</title><content type='html'>well, i have begun research on another round of posting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started with the idea to do a post about buddy holly. i guess every time i see crazy ass gary busey i think of buddy holly because gary just loved him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw the movie a long time ago. before, in fact, gary's motorcycle accident. i can't watch it now.. because it's losses on top of losses... gary couldn't do a performance like that ever again after his brain damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't imagine losing three major acts all at once like that... how kids must have felt with buddy holly, richie valens, and the big booper all dying in an iowa plane crash. buddy holly was 22 years old and i think richie valens was even younger (they're showing la bamba on one of the music channels, maybe i'll watch it). this happened in 1959.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 1956, there had been a big tour of mostly r&amp;amp;b stars: the top stars of 56 tour was headlined by al hibbler, frankie lymon and the teenagers (they made a movie about him, too... he had a lot of ladies), carl perkins (his song "blue suede shoes" was on the r&amp;amp;b charts in 56). also performing (for at least part of the tour, maybe all of it) were chuck berry, cathy carr, shirley &amp;amp; lee, della reese, and the cleftones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the shows had 8,000 seats/capacity. 50,000-70,000 kids tried to attend the concert. traffic was tied up for seven hours due to this... i guess i see why the adults got annoyed with the "darned kids and their loud music!" can you imagine trying to get home for work among a bunch of teenagers trying to get to a concert. and since it was the 50s... you know, they had hot rods back then... i'm just saying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, this has morphed into an idea to do some posts about various singers from back in the day... just whoever turns out to have an intriguing story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may also do a post on cab calloway since daddy once said about him, "he was really going big, but he just quit." the reason? the mafia wanted their cut (according to something my father heard cab saying), so cab calloway decided it might be safer to be obscure. fortunately, janet jackson had used cab in one of her videos or i might not have ever heard that interesting little story. "really going big" was my father's highest praise for an entertainer, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;researching it, i've already run across so many famous names that it's crazy. so this may turn out to be rather involved... but i'm going to try! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-968342724985148331?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/968342724985148331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=968342724985148331' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/968342724985148331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/968342724985148331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/some-future-posting-ideas.html' title='some future posting ideas...'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-4710218874185401490</id><published>2010-03-09T10:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T10:40:09.790-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shorty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuse tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sean kingston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;replay&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slang'/><title type='text'>is shorty the new sweetheart?</title><content type='html'>i had fuse on today and they were playing the top hip-hop list. at number 9 was sean kingston and his ode to shorty (if you've never heard of this song, it's called "replay"). he confides that "shorty" (a pretty girl shows up later to represent this lady) is "like a melody" that he can't get out of his head. it's almost as if his ipod is stuck on replay (hm, that doesn't sound good at first, but i assume sean kingston only puts songs he thinks are super awesome on his ipod).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he likens shorty to a poster girl and says she's a "dime", etc. so, sean likes shorty a lot is what i'm saying. he's even going to cook her something nice. (awww..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;romantics of the world can only hope that sean is singing to a real girl (maybe even the girl in the video!) and that their love will always be the illest ipod playlist ever (i believe the young people use "ill" to describe things positively these days, i'm trying to be modern to suit the ipod).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, "shorty" is a bit of a strange word to become an endearment. nothing's wrong with it and, as far as i know, it doesn't have any negative connotations. but, it must be the new sweetheart because this isn't the only song to "shorty" that is out right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's what i'm wondering, what about tall girls? are they still shorties? does the guy have to be taller than they are? or could any girl potentially be called a "shorty"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know "shorty" has been around for a while, but busta rhymes once referred to himself (i mean himself as a child) as a "little shorty". so, this indicates it's not always been just for girlfriends. pf course, that may have been back in the late 90s when ipods were not yet dangling from ears around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most commonly, i guess i have heard it applied to girls/women (depending on the ages of the people involved) whether referring to a group or an individual. it seems that it may have come to mean a guy's special girl more recently, but i'm not sure about this... i don't know... it does sound kind of cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-4710218874185401490?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4710218874185401490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=4710218874185401490' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4710218874185401490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4710218874185401490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/is-shorty-new-sweetheart.html' title='is shorty the new sweetheart?'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-4094622164512911951</id><published>2010-03-08T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T23:17:12.197-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sandra bullock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie: the blind side'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='academy awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie: star trek'/><title type='text'>best makeup or the only 2010 oscar winner i actually saw</title><content type='html'>once upon the time, when shampoo was tangentially in the biz (haha) shampoo saw the movies and watched the academy awards and had opinions about them. i just read the list and... well... i suppose it's fine. the list i read didn't have EVERY award, but it had most of the ones that people care about. and i've seen one: Star Trek. it won best makeup. i suppose it deserved that, but i really could not say as i didn't watch the broadcast and i don't know what else was nominated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the other movies sound really sad. :( shampoo can't handle too many sad things just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noticed that sandra bullock won, so that means she won the razzie and the oscar just like a million blogs have speculated about for months now. so, i suppose that's nice for her. congrats, sandra. i'm sure you're reading this. (waves) j/k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister saw the blind side, and she liked it. so, take that for what it's worth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-4094622164512911951?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4094622164512911951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=4094622164512911951' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4094622164512911951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4094622164512911951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/best-makeup-or-only-2010-oscar-winner-i.html' title='best makeup or the only 2010 oscar winner i actually saw'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-7447671155229324007</id><published>2010-03-08T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:16:11.516-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunnies'/><title type='text'>look da bunny!!</title><content type='html'>i now have an avatar! my first ever! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love bunnies. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;shampoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-7447671155229324007?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7447671155229324007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=7447671155229324007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/7447671155229324007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/7447671155229324007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/look-da-bunny.html' title='look da bunny!!'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-1807452783879482371</id><published>2010-03-07T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T16:29:12.707-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sandra bullock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paris hilton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the cyrus clan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='razzie awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eddie murphy'/><title type='text'>i have some issues with the razzies...</title><content type='html'>o.k., here is my thing! getting to complain about crappy movies! sign me up! but, i am disappointed! with a few glorious exceptions, some of these are... well, i know for a fact there is way worse stuff that needs to be called out. but anyway, here we go (let me know what you think!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worst picture: transformers--revenge of the fallen (i haven't seen this, no idea. the first one was silly.)&lt;br /&gt;worst actor(s): the jonas brothers (all 3) for jonas brothers: the 3d experience. (mr. mouse is pissed! and i'm sure they were awful, so this razzi i agree with 100%!)&lt;br /&gt;worst actress: sandra bullock for all about steve (oh, there has to be someone worse than sandra... but, then again, i haven't seen it)&lt;br /&gt;worst screen couple: sandra bullock and bradley cooper for all about steve (still haven't seen it)&lt;br /&gt;worst supporting actor: billy ray cyrus for hannah montana: the movie (YES! i haven't seen it, but billy ray has negative charisma, and can't act... so perfect choice)&lt;br /&gt;worst supporting actress: sienna miller for g.i. joe--the rise of cobra (they made a g.i. joe movie? obviously i haven't seen it, but "perfect catch" has the NEW sienna miller if this one isn't working out)&lt;br /&gt;worst prequel, remake, rip-off or sequel: land of the lost (what? i thought this one was funny. maybe i have poor taste in movies, but i like it)&lt;br /&gt;worst director: michael bay for transformers--revenge of the fallen (wow, is this movie this bad?)&lt;br /&gt;worst screenplay: chren kruyer, robert orci and alex kurtzman for (guess what) transformers--revenge of the fallen (i feel bad putting this one, writers get so little recognition)&lt;br /&gt;worst picture of the decade: battlefield earth (haven't seen it because it's an ode to scientology)&lt;br /&gt;worst actor of the decade: eddie murphy (what?) for adventures of pluto nash (i liked this one), i spy (forgot this one was even made), imagine that (what is this?), meet dave (i thought this one was o.k.--not super awesome, but o.k., but i saw it free), norbit (this did look horrid) and showtime (again, what is this?)&lt;br /&gt;worst actress: paris hilton (is she an actress?) for the hottie and the nottie (haven't seen),  house of wax (i thought she did all right in this), and repo--the genetic opera (never heard of it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, how could miley cyrus not be mention in this somewhere? it surely can only be because about half of her scenes are with billy ray cyrus who could make paris hilton look like ... crap, i don't have any examples, but a good actress. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandra bullock showed up at the razzie awards with dvds of all about steve so people could rethink their decision. haha, sandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-1807452783879482371?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1807452783879482371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=1807452783879482371' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/1807452783879482371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/1807452783879482371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-some-issues-with-razzies.html' title='i have some issues with the razzies...'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-5884782727488519612</id><published>2010-03-07T15:13:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T18:56:18.726-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strange ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sean lennon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john lennon'/><title type='text'>o.k., so i did at least listen...</title><content type='html'>well, that celebrity crime scene: john lennon came on while i was typing. since i wasn't really lookng at the screen (and seeing john), i decided to listen.... sort of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are a few things i thought were especially weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude who shot john lennon (i am not allowed to say his name, but his initials work out to 13-4-3) had $2,200 on him. this is super weird to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, the doctor who attended john lennon said after they tried everything they could (they thought perhaps they could save him even though he died in the police car on the way to the hospital) that they had to be particularly careful afterwards. first, he wanted to make sure EVERYTHING related to john's treatment was packed up and destroyed (no souvenirs) particularly the linens they'd used. i think he may have personally attended to that detail, so that makes me wonder if someone was really trying to get their hands on something. also, he had to make sure that no one talked about john.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even after all of these years, he did not say very much about john. i don't think that is a bad thing. unless there is a VERY GOOD reason for things to be told, john has a right to privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the police said the guy who shot john didn't act much like the usual homicide suspect, but they felt he was "trying to set up an insanity defense." he even made it sound at one point that he was just supposed to shoot someone, other times specifically he was supposed to shoot john. in fact, he put it off earlier that day because john had been really nice to him. (so sad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the police believe this guy is definitely the shooter and not a patsy. that is one way to do the manchurian candidate thing, there's a patsy and a real shooter. this just seems to be a one-man operation. i read that sean lennon thinks his father was killed by someone other than the person who pulled the trigger, so to me, that says a lot. he's heard much more evidence than i ever will. even though he's been raised by yoko's crazy ass, i'm sure* he's reasonably intelligent (*note: this is a figure of speech, i don't actually know this, haha, perhaps i should have said "i hope"?) and wouldn't be saying such things if not for a good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, hopefully one day there will be justice for john lennon. may he rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-5884782727488519612?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5884782727488519612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=5884782727488519612' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/5884782727488519612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/5884782727488519612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/ok-so-i-did-at-least-listen_07.html' title='o.k., so i did at least listen...'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-2817081808942967801</id><published>2010-03-07T15:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T15:48:11.733-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv commercials'/><title type='text'>the "talking dog"</title><content type='html'>there is a cell phone commercial where a woman is shipping her little boy in a pet carrier to save money on airline tickets. she asks him if he's o.k. and he resignedly replies, "I have a coloring book." then she asks the guys at the place where you check in your live cargo if they think this is a bad idea. she claims she needs the money she'll save on the plane ticket to pay her cell phone bill. they tell her about a cheaper type of cell phone. then, as he's being place on the conveyor belt, the little boy says, "i'm itchy." and the guys are all, "is that the talking dog?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know... this commercial is just a little too strange to me. i mean, stay home! go without a cell phone! maybe shampoo's ill mood is showing again... what do you think (about the commercial)?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-2817081808942967801?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2817081808942967801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=2817081808942967801' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/2817081808942967801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/2817081808942967801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/ok-so-i-did-at-least-listen.html' title='the &quot;talking dog&quot;'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8755838487846014256.post-4104670851472190402</id><published>2010-03-07T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T14:11:33.787-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shampooness'/><title type='text'>shampoo is in a bad mood today!</title><content type='html'>hey, take everything shampoo rants with a grain of salt. i'm in a foul mood today! i swear! it has been a day! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i'm trying to do some posts that i had taken notes on and never gotten around to in that when you blog on a phone, your posts gotta be short. so, i can ramble endlessly like i like to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8755838487846014256-4104670851472190402?l=smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4104670851472190402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8755838487846014256&amp;postID=4104670851472190402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4104670851472190402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8755838487846014256/posts/default/4104670851472190402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikeshampoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/shampoo-is-in-bad-mood-today.html' title='shampoo is in a bad mood today!'/><author><name>shampoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01568167752427903815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dTwdtrZUUlY/S5WSnTSePZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1Qi7OuMdx3s/S220/little+lop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
