<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410</id><updated>2012-01-31T04:08:57.987-08:00</updated><category term='grand central station and step on it dahling'/><category term='dont judge by hair color'/><category term='saturday scavenger hunt'/><category term='Shoe Poem'/><category term='there are cooler ways to die'/><category term='congrats grads'/><category term='happy bday'/><category term='make believe'/><category term='best trip ever'/><title type='text'>Rantings of a Redhead</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-515334098964962764</id><published>2007-10-27T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T16:24:59.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.popartuk.com/g/l/lglp0821+coldplay-band-portrait-coldplay-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.popartuk.com/g/l/lglp0821+coldplay-band-portrait-coldplay-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're new album is coming out next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-515334098964962764?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/515334098964962764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=515334098964962764' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/515334098964962764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/515334098964962764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/10/guess-what.html' title='Guess what?'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-5045371130741171142</id><published>2007-10-12T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T15:01:54.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.designofsignage.com/application/symbol/building/image/600x600/no-smoking-2-circle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.designofsignage.com/application/symbol/building/image/600x600/no-smoking-2-circle.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I took the drug and alcohol test.The drug and alcohol test, required by all Florida drivers in order to get their permit is a royal pain. Yes, I know it is seven months after the blissful occasion when I turned fifteen. Yes, I know that I have been lazy and slow in getting my learner's. So, today, on the first day of fall break, I decided that I would get the drug and alcohol test out of the way so I could go to the DMV ASAP. Four hours, should be no problem. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four hours of timed readings of chapters on statistics of yearly deaths in America from doing drugs, drinking, and drinking and driving at the same time. And then, at the end, a forty question exam to test you on your newly gained knowledge of drugs and alcohol. So, here are a few nuggets of wisdom I picked up that you should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. There is a collision every five seconds. Every ten seconds, someone is injured in a collision. And every twelve minutes, someone dies in a collision. That means that in just ONE DAY there are 17,280 collisions, 8,640 injuries, and 117 deaths. JUST FROM COLLISIONS!&lt;br /&gt;2. Every year, 19,000 people die from drug use.&lt;br /&gt;3. Alcohol first affects your judgement. Usually, you don't even notice it affecting you.&lt;br /&gt;4. ALCOHOL IS A DRUG!&lt;br /&gt;5. Crashes resulting from alcohol cost the public $116 BILLION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have this to say about the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE SMART STAY ALIVE DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-5045371130741171142?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/5045371130741171142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=5045371130741171142' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/5045371130741171142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/5045371130741171142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/10/yuck.html' title='Yuck'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-5633182576493298228</id><published>2007-10-07T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T12:45:20.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Name's James, James Blunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/I/61%2BX9lHvR3L._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/I/61%2BX9lHvR3L._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/I/61MRF2ME0EL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/I/61MRF2ME0EL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&lt;br /&gt;James Blunt is back again, with a new album. All the Lost Souls is Blunt's followup album to Back to Bedlam released in 2005. This album features more piano and ballads. The first song "1973" was upbeat, and then the mood of the album drastically changed to a more sullen attitude. I thoroughly enjoyed this CD from beginning to end. No matter what he is singing about, Blunt still makes it sound beautiful. His voice is addicting, so you never tire of listening to it.  Out of the two albums he has released, my favorite is still Back to Bedlam. The songs are more varied, while on All the Lost Souls, all the songs sound similar. In short, if you're a Blunt fan, you should definitely buy it. It's perfect for when you're in a mellow mood, but not when you want to jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Download: 1973&lt;br /&gt;                      One of the Brightest Stars&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-5633182576493298228?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/5633182576493298228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=5633182576493298228' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/5633182576493298228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/5633182576493298228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/10/names-james-james-blunt.html' title='The Name&apos;s James, James Blunt'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-5506705012769853591</id><published>2007-09-29T11:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T12:42:29.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Across the Universe</title><content type='html'>Ever since I first listened to them in the third grade, I have been a die-hard fan of the Beatles. I have almost all of their albums, and not a week goes by without me listening to at least "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band". I viewed all covers of their hits as evil, sacreligious. How did those losers expect to recreate some of the most popular and classic music of the twentieth century??? They had absolutely no hope pf achieving what these great brits did for rock-n-roll. But I was pleasantly surprised to hear of 'Across the universe', a movie about life around the time of the Vietnam war, set to Beatle's tunes. When I first saw the trailer, and heard JIm Sturgess start singing 'Girl', I knew that this was going to be a different story then all of those wanna be coverers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popartuk.com/g/l/lgcvf001+the-beatles-in-london-black-and-white-photo-the-beatles-canvas-canvas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.popartuk.com/g/l/lgcvf001+the-beatles-in-london-black-and-white-photo-the-beatles-canvas-canvas.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan Rachel Wood and JIm Sturgess protray a couple in the film that reminds me of John and Yoko. With all of their anti-war protests, and free hippie lives while singing Beatle's hits, I was astonishes at the similiarities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.guardian.co.uk/film/lennon460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://blogs.guardian.co.uk/film/lennon460.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Soundtrack is entertaining from beginning to end, with songs from 'Hey Jude' and 'All You Need Is Love' to 'Let it Be' and 'Come Together'. Some pleasant surprises include 'Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds' and 'I am the Walrus' sung by Bono, lead singer of U2, and quite possibly one of my favorite rock stars ever!&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of photos from the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.darkhorizons.com/2006/across/across1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.darkhorizons.com/2006/across/across1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All you need is love..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://z.about.com/d/movies/1/0/L/B/8/julietaymorpuba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/movies/1/0/L/B/8/julietaymorpuba.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now that you have read this post, go out and BUY THIS SOUNDTRACK! You won't regret it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-5506705012769853591?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/5506705012769853591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=5506705012769853591' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/5506705012769853591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/5506705012769853591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/09/across-universe.html' title='Across the Universe'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-1542629897744556921</id><published>2007-09-28T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T06:34:13.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Rennovating</title><content type='html'>OK, I have decided to make some changes about this blog. First of all, you may have noticed the new color scheme. I was getting a little tired of the dots. :-) Also, I lately have been lacking inspiration for my poetry, so I probably won't be writing poetry for a while in this blog. I am now going to devote this blog to MUSIC. I'll tell you about upcoming releases, cool bands, and make up cool playlists to have on your iPod! There might be a little bit of poetry here and there too...&lt;br /&gt;        So, I thought that I should just let you know what was going on so that you wouldn't think this was a different blog or anything. :-) Thanks for reading my rantings, and I will be sure to post about some cool music soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-1542629897744556921?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/1542629897744556921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=1542629897744556921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/1542629897744556921'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;every issue of Vogue&lt;br /&gt;fresh off the press&lt;br /&gt;tiffany diamonds&lt;br /&gt;pearls&lt;br /&gt;silver&lt;br /&gt;and china&lt;br /&gt;this my friend, is elegance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-1256445537514326534?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/1256445537514326534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=1256445537514326534' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/1256445537514326534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/1256445537514326534'/><link 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/&gt;I get it from the music I listen to &lt;br /&gt;like U2&lt;br /&gt;Death Cab For Cutie&lt;br /&gt;The Shins&lt;br /&gt;Feist&lt;br /&gt;and Wilco&lt;br /&gt;I get it from people&lt;br /&gt;like my family&lt;br /&gt;my friends&lt;br /&gt;and even people I don't know&lt;br /&gt;like famous historical figures&lt;br /&gt;writers and poets&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-5735133236041552682?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/5735133236041552682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=5735133236041552682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/5735133236041552682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/5735133236041552682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/09/inspiration.html' title='Inspiration'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-7087981549709282937</id><published>2007-08-24T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T13:07:13.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grand central station and step on it dahling'/><title type='text'>I Dream of Tiffany's....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.audreyhepburn.com/html/gallery/photo22.html"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.audreyhepburn.com/html/gallery/photo22.html" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since I first saw the film, I have longed to live the life of Holly Golightly in "Breakfast at Tiffany's". I wish I could step out of a NYC cab at rsen destination of Tiffany's, the exquisite jewelry store. As I perused the windows in my floor length black gown, big pearl necklace, and big sunglasses, I would pull out my breakfast of coffee and a pastry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have a cat, and not give it a name. I'd just call it "cat".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to sleep, I'd wear those cool tasseled ear plugs and a facemask decorated with a picture of gold, voluminous lashes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd start each day with doing something I'd never done before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd get to know my neighbors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd throw wild parties in my apartment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd sit out on my fire escape and strum my guitar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But most importantly, I'd have a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-7087981549709282937?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/7087981549709282937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=7087981549709282937' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/7087981549709282937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/7087981549709282937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-dream-of-tiffanys.html' title='I Dream of Tiffany&apos;s....'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-101102800225564122</id><published>2007-08-18T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T18:30:12.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blob</title><content type='html'>this is the moment &lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;what I look forward to &lt;br /&gt;every year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a series of various emotions &lt;br /&gt;fill me&lt;br /&gt;as I approach this event&lt;br /&gt;excitement&lt;br /&gt;anticipation&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;a tinge of, what is this?&lt;br /&gt;fear&lt;br /&gt;or rather, a sense of the unpredicted&lt;br /&gt;it is not an exageration to say&lt;br /&gt;that you can never determine&lt;br /&gt;the results beforehand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not climbing Mount Everest&lt;br /&gt;or seeing ancient pyramids&lt;br /&gt;visiting Easter Island&lt;br /&gt;nor is iot meeting the President himself&lt;br /&gt;no no&lt;br /&gt;this is something much much better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a tri-colored float&lt;br /&gt;in the center&lt;br /&gt;of a spring&lt;br /&gt;of blue&lt;br /&gt;yellow &lt;br /&gt;and red&lt;br /&gt;it provides so much entertainment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I wait in line&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how high I will go&lt;br /&gt;my blobber seems to be&lt;br /&gt;big enough&lt;br /&gt;I determine that&lt;br /&gt;I will go v-e-r-y high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, it's more than weight&lt;br /&gt;it's your form&lt;br /&gt;as a blobber&lt;br /&gt;you can be light&lt;br /&gt;but still have good form&lt;br /&gt;and blob people very high&lt;br /&gt;if you have both mass and good form...&lt;br /&gt;you have the best of both worlds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after waiting what seemed&lt;br /&gt;like a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;I reach the front&lt;br /&gt; of the line&lt;br /&gt;I take my place &lt;br /&gt;at the diving board&lt;br /&gt;and leap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the dock&lt;br /&gt;people watching from the sidelines&lt;br /&gt;as I soar through the air&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is exhilarating&lt;br /&gt;I could stay up here forever&lt;br /&gt;when I land&lt;br /&gt;and feel the sharp sting&lt;br /&gt;of the cold spring water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come up for air&lt;br /&gt;moments later&lt;br /&gt;ready for my next flight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-101102800225564122?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/101102800225564122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=101102800225564122' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/101102800225564122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/101102800225564122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/08/blob_18.html' title='The Blob'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-6331739535554220982</id><published>2007-08-07T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T08:15:35.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Slipping Through My Fingers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gatewaysmoving.com/images/italy_images/italy5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.gatewaysmoving.com/images/italy_images/italy5.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I can't believe it. Only a week longer until I must return to school. School, with all of its text books, lockers, room numbers, teachers, homework, events, sports,friends, trips, lunches,etc. Deep down, I love it. There are wonderful people involved in every aspect of my school from admin, to teachers, to friends. But when I'm having such a good time on vacation, I don't wish to return! One thing that lifts my spirits every year is getting new school supplies. New pens, pencils, notebooks, folders, and a new planner. I do a collage over all of my binders, and put pictures on my planner. &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;      The first week of school is going to be great. The first day, all the teachers just hand out the syllabus and tell us "how much fun we're going to have", and then we go home. The next three days for sure are going to be a blast. 9-12 grades go on a rhetoric retreat, so that we can build "new relationships". We go to Camp Kulaqua in Gainesville. There's a spring with a blob, where we spend our afternoons. SO MUCH FUN! Every morning after breakfast, and every evening after dinner, we have sessions where we play games. Also, the drama program puts on skits. Since I am in the drama program, I will be in these skits. I'm really excited because the skits are really funny and our drama class has been planning them for a while now. This is the second time that my school has done this, and I'm really glad that they're doing it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for all you guys who are bummed, depressed, and saddened by the remaining summer time slipping through your fingers, don't let it ruin your day. Sleep in, and relax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-6331739535554220982?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/6331739535554220982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=6331739535554220982' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/6331739535554220982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/6331739535554220982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/08/summer-slipping-through-my-fingers.html' title='Summer Slipping Through My Fingers'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-7824937423429901968</id><published>2007-08-05T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T18:23:09.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best trip ever'/><title type='text'>Italy/Greece 2007</title><content type='html'>This has been one of the most AMAZING summers of my entire life. One thing that made this summer such is that I went to Europe for the very first time. You see, every other year, my school goes on a gruop trip(9-12th grades only) to tour a European country. This year it was Italy and Greece. So let's start with Italy.&lt;br /&gt;           We flew out of Miami to Rome(8 LONG ENDLESS hours in the air) where we transferred to Florence on a bus. Due to jet lag, everybody slept for nearly the entire way so we missed som eof the fabulous Tuscan countryside. Once we arrived in the city, we arrived at our hotel and left for dinner. We were going to have REAL ITALIAN PIZZA! I experienced a little mix up with our waiter when placing my order. I said "cheese" instead of "margherita". So guess what they brought me? A pizza with just chees on top, with no tomato sauce. Surprisingly though, it was pretty tasty. :-)&lt;br /&gt;           The next day we toured the city. We went to the famous outdoor market. It was here that I discovered something: I can haggle. So I haggled. After lunch, it began to rain. Not just a little sprinkle. It was instantly drenching. So, against my better judgement, I had to buy an umbrella from one of the creepy tall people lurking around corners. This did happen to come in handy for the rest of the trip. We then went to the Duomo, a beautiful cathedral, with a dome built by the great Brunelleschi. If you go the Duomo, you can climb up to the top of the dome. So, for a sum of six euros, I did it. Being afraid of heights, I got a little nervous walking a round the fresco with nothing but a plastic barrier to stop my fall. But after climbing dark, steep, cramped steps, we reached the top. The breath was STUNNNING. You could see Florence in every direction. It made the perilous trek up worth it. For the rest of the day, we walked more around Florence, and saw more of its stunning sights(the Ponte Vecchio namely). But we had to be ready for the next day------ROME!&lt;br /&gt;               Rome is a bustling city, with people EVERYWHERE you go. One of the first sights we saw was the Trevi fountain. Of course, it was super crowded, so you had to wrestle your way to the front of the fountain( not an easy feat when you're trying  to avoid pickpockets). Traditon states that if you throw a coin over your shoulder, you will return to Rome. Of course, I did it.&lt;br /&gt; The next day, in the pouring rain, we saw the Colusseum, the Ancient Center, Paul's Prison, and the Vittorio Emmanuel Monument.  Seing these places with my own eyes, rather than in travel magazines was surreal. I was so ecstatic to be there,in these ancient places where Caesar himself has walked(!). Our last day in Rome was busy. We walked A LOT. We went to the Vatican and St. Peter's Basilica. The Vatican held so much amazing art. There were rooms devoted to Raphael, there was an amazing sculptures everywhere you turned your head. And the Sistine Chapel was a short distance away from me. However, to get to the Sistine Chapel is not as easy as it may sound. You see a  sign that says 'Cappela Sistina' and you think it's just right around the corner. This is just the first of over fifty signs bearing that same message. You walk through corriders of other famous pieces of art, and after forty five minutes or so, you get frustrated. Will you EVER get there? After another fifteen to twenty minutes, and a few gilded corridors, you do. In this famous and stunnin g place, it is a sea of people. There are guards there for the sole purpose of shushing people and stopping them form taking flash photography. After spending sometime there, we moved on the St. Peter's Basilica. Every magnificent detail was poured into this cathedral. Gold was everywhere, as were marble statues and Swiss guards.  One thing there on display ROCKED my world. There, so five feet away from me stood MIchelangelo's marvelous PIeta sculpture. I remember learning about this sculpture in 3rd grade.  To see a work of art so  famous, that I have loved, was AWESOME. &lt;br /&gt;                 From Rome we transferred to Greece, on a 12 hour ferry ride. I have been trying to forget that awful night. PIcture this: cold, stiff seat, stench of people with no sense of cleanliness,no sleep. That was the ride. One fun thing was buying(with a friend of course) the biggest thing of Toblerone sold. This lasted until the end of the trip. Between two people of course.&lt;br /&gt;              Once in Greece, our first night there was in Delphi. WE climbed around the ancient ruins of Delphi and spent a better part of the day on a bus, tryong to get to our hotel. We next traveled to Athens, we went to the Parthenon, one of the most amazing places ever. It was amazig to see it in person. We spent the rest of our last day in the market, buying last-minute souveneirs. Since we had to wake up at 4 am the next day, everyone stayed up all night packing, or hanging out in the lobby playing cards, or talking. It was a good way to end our last night in Europe.&lt;br /&gt;                 The plane ride home was a  long trip. I was deliriously tired, as were the people sitting with me( who shall remain nameless, cough cough) so we laughed at everything under the sun until we arrived in Miami to take a 6hr bus ride to Orlando, with another hour's drive home for me.&lt;br /&gt;                  This trip was so special. I loved Europe and I plan to return to Italy sometime again in my life. I hop e you enjoyed my post, sorry it was so long! I'll get pics up soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-7824937423429901968?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/7824937423429901968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=7824937423429901968' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/7824937423429901968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/7824937423429901968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/08/italygreece-2007.html' title='Italy/Greece 2007'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-2148609690583363616</id><published>2007-05-26T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T13:58:49.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='congrats grads'/><title type='text'>Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>the day you've waited for&lt;br /&gt;for years &lt;br /&gt;the day you've worked for&lt;br /&gt;for years&lt;br /&gt;the day you've looked forward to&lt;br /&gt;for years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speeches, awards,scholarships,diplomas&lt;br /&gt;it all comes with the package of "senior"&lt;br /&gt;love and gratitude expressed &lt;br /&gt;to those you love&lt;br /&gt;love and gratitude expressed&lt;br /&gt;to you&lt;br /&gt;and your impact&lt;br /&gt;in the lives of others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wearing the robe&lt;br /&gt;putting on the hat&lt;br /&gt;listening to the valedictorian&lt;br /&gt;accepting your diploma&lt;br /&gt;turning your tassle&lt;br /&gt;throwing your hat into the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never forget this milestone in your life&lt;br /&gt;it comes only once&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-2148609690583363616?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/2148609690583363616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=2148609690583363616' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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not a sad&lt;br /&gt;thing to havee&lt;br /&gt;in fact, it's more than a fad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a hair color&lt;br /&gt;that takes the form of crazy untameable curls&lt;br /&gt;on top of my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do the red thing&lt;br /&gt;that's pretty rad&lt;br /&gt;so do the rad thing&lt;br /&gt;that's the red thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-8836388056366349171?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/8836388056366349171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=8836388056366349171' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Blonde</title><content type='html'>look out for the blonde&lt;br /&gt;she's not a joke&lt;br /&gt;oh no&lt;br /&gt;she's no hoax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look out for the blonde&lt;br /&gt;her curls let out&lt;br /&gt;waves of static electricity&lt;br /&gt;due to her&lt;br /&gt;extreme&lt;br /&gt;a-list&lt;br /&gt;ivy-league&lt;br /&gt;intelligence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look out for the blonde&lt;br /&gt;her super cute clothes&lt;br /&gt;are no joke&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;that's a genuine&lt;br /&gt;lacoste polo&lt;br /&gt;she's wearing&lt;br /&gt;and chanel purse&lt;br /&gt;she's carrying&lt;br /&gt;don't stare&lt;br /&gt;you're just jealous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look out for the blonde&lt;br /&gt;her aura&lt;br /&gt;in a&lt;br /&gt;room&lt;br /&gt;is like sunshine&lt;br /&gt;that fills the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look out for the blonde&lt;br /&gt;she's a walking&lt;br /&gt;             talking&lt;br /&gt;             stylish&lt;br /&gt;             curly haired&lt;br /&gt;             friendly&lt;br /&gt;             genius&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-5370012458670227067?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/5370012458670227067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=5370012458670227067' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/5370012458670227067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/5370012458670227067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/05/look-out-for-blonde.html' title='Look Out For the Blonde'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-5492317946052643573</id><published>2007-05-09T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T11:56:08.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy bday'/><title type='text'>The Birthday Poems</title><content type='html'>CUPCAKES&lt;br /&gt;chocolate,vanilla&lt;br /&gt;yellow or&lt;br /&gt;marble&lt;br /&gt;topped with&lt;br /&gt;frosting&lt;br /&gt;all the colors&lt;br /&gt;of the&lt;br /&gt;rainbow&lt;br /&gt;purple&lt;br /&gt;pink&lt;br /&gt;or white&lt;br /&gt;drizzled with rainbow&lt;br /&gt;snow&lt;br /&gt;SPRINKLES!&lt;br /&gt;with a candle&lt;br /&gt;on top,&lt;br /&gt;it celebrates a life&lt;br /&gt;we love so much&lt;br /&gt;YOU!&lt;br /&gt;so what are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;make a wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAB FIFTEEN&lt;br /&gt;fifteen candles on&lt;br /&gt;a birthday&lt;br /&gt;cake&lt;br /&gt;fifteen presents&lt;br /&gt;wrapped with&lt;br /&gt;fifteen bows&lt;br /&gt;given by fifteen&lt;br /&gt;friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bright flash&lt;br /&gt;a squinted photo&lt;br /&gt;ona plastic card&lt;br /&gt;printed&lt;br /&gt;with your&lt;br /&gt;name&lt;br /&gt;age&lt;br /&gt;birthday&lt;br /&gt;and the state&lt;br /&gt;you live in&lt;br /&gt;a piece of paper&lt;br /&gt;signed&lt;br /&gt;with your autograph&lt;br /&gt;allows you legally&lt;br /&gt;to take the&lt;br /&gt;steering wheel&lt;br /&gt;just be careful where you steer it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-5492317946052643573?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/5492317946052643573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=5492317946052643573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/5492317946052643573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/5492317946052643573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/05/birthday-poems.html' title='The Birthday Poems'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-6242304951908042581</id><published>2007-05-07T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T12:57:11.237-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make believe'/><title type='text'>Tinker Bell</title><content type='html'>When I feel&lt;br /&gt;completely unfabulous&lt;br /&gt;my mind travels&lt;br /&gt;to where I wish&lt;br /&gt;I could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could&lt;br /&gt;wear a green dress&lt;br /&gt;and fluffy shoes&lt;br /&gt;carry a&lt;br /&gt;magic wand&lt;br /&gt;and have wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could soar&lt;br /&gt;for miles&lt;br /&gt;and miles&lt;br /&gt;and miles&lt;br /&gt;in bright sparkly pixie dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could&lt;br /&gt;fly to Neverland&lt;br /&gt;and see the mermaids&lt;br /&gt;fight pirates&lt;br /&gt;and live in&lt;br /&gt;a secret hideout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think&lt;br /&gt;such thoughts&lt;br /&gt;or dream&lt;br /&gt;such dreams&lt;br /&gt;of flying&lt;br /&gt;and having pixie dust,&lt;br /&gt;it brings me back&lt;br /&gt;to my real life&lt;br /&gt;with no&lt;br /&gt;magic wand&lt;br /&gt;green dress&lt;br /&gt;fluffy shoes&lt;br /&gt;wings&lt;br /&gt;or pixie dust&lt;br /&gt;the only thing this does&lt;br /&gt;for me&lt;br /&gt;is that&lt;br /&gt;I feel a lot taller than&lt;br /&gt;I really am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-6242304951908042581?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-4672504037313085078</id><published>2007-04-29T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T12:57:00.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday scavenger hunt'/><title type='text'>Scavenger Hunt</title><content type='html'>begin with a penny&lt;br /&gt;end with something&lt;br /&gt;bigger and better&lt;br /&gt;who knows what you may find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a penny &lt;br /&gt;for a piece of&lt;br /&gt;hard candy&lt;br /&gt;for a dog biscuit&lt;br /&gt;for a lid to &lt;br /&gt;a moist towelette container&lt;br /&gt;for a purple marker&lt;br /&gt;for a shirt tag&lt;br /&gt;Ann Taylor size 8&lt;br /&gt;for 5 citrine stones&lt;br /&gt;for a pair of shoes&lt;br /&gt;size 9 black pumps&lt;br /&gt;for a kitty cat&lt;br /&gt;pencil  holder&lt;br /&gt;for a spool of red ribbon&lt;br /&gt;for a container&lt;br /&gt;of Perfect For Perms&lt;br /&gt;hair creme&lt;br /&gt;for a certificate&lt;br /&gt;for free lunch&lt;br /&gt;for a cubic zirconia&lt;br /&gt;for salmon bisque soup&lt;br /&gt;for a lemon candle&lt;br /&gt;for two knives&lt;br /&gt;for a random &lt;br /&gt;dvd and cd&lt;br /&gt;for two&lt;br /&gt;Madeline in America books&lt;br /&gt;for a candle holder&lt;br /&gt;for two prints of &lt;br /&gt;local artists&lt;br /&gt;one of a dragon&lt;br /&gt;one of a bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that for a penny?&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-4672504037313085078?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/4672504037313085078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=4672504037313085078' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/4672504037313085078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/4672504037313085078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/04/scavenger-hunt.html' title='Scavenger Hunt'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-4191356495821520746</id><published>2007-04-26T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T15:16:43.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there are cooler ways to die'/><title type='text'>Things You Should Never Do To Yourself</title><content type='html'>silence&lt;br /&gt;a click&lt;br /&gt;an orange glow&lt;br /&gt;briefly illuminating a face&lt;br /&gt;taking a puff&lt;br /&gt;of grey cancerous smoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a flickering neon sign&lt;br /&gt;the sound of a door chime&lt;br /&gt;beckon you inside&lt;br /&gt;where a different kind of artist&lt;br /&gt;uses the human body&lt;br /&gt;as his canvas&lt;br /&gt;with needle and ink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the noise of the city&lt;br /&gt;seems far away &lt;br /&gt;in this upscale clinic&lt;br /&gt;where people come in&lt;br /&gt;with one face&lt;br /&gt;and out with another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoosh!&lt;br /&gt;a note of regret falls to the ground&lt;br /&gt;splat!&lt;br /&gt;a life ends&lt;br /&gt;just like that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-4191356495821520746?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/4191356495821520746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=4191356495821520746' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/4191356495821520746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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wind blows &lt;br /&gt;and clouds form&lt;br /&gt;the time comes for&lt;br /&gt;me to find a&lt;br /&gt;way to cure my&lt;br /&gt;bad weather blues&lt;br /&gt;so I run&lt;br /&gt;to my closet &lt;br /&gt;and get my&lt;br /&gt;shiny pair of&lt;br /&gt;Rainboots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second I lay my&lt;br /&gt;eyes on them &lt;br /&gt;I can feel them&lt;br /&gt;just aching to&lt;br /&gt;frollick and splash&lt;br /&gt;in some puddles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain or shine&lt;br /&gt;smile or frown&lt;br /&gt;up or down&lt;br /&gt;they're my &lt;br /&gt;puddle splashing&lt;br /&gt;cloud fighting&lt;br /&gt;rain frollicking&lt;br /&gt;constant companions&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-4714687632125250492?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/4714687632125250492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=4714687632125250492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/4714687632125250492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/4714687632125250492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/04/rain-boots.html' title='Rain Boots'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-1835141446468358841</id><published>2007-04-15T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T14:15:51.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom My Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HEFE3B0Rje0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HEFE3B0Rje0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to viewers: Never fix your side view mirrors with duct tape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-1835141446468358841?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/1835141446468358841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=1835141446468358841' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/1835141446468358841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/1835141446468358841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/04/mom-my-ride.html' title='Mom My Ride'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-5697384380488589645</id><published>2007-04-09T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T12:53:24.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stage</title><content type='html'>It's the place that&lt;br /&gt;I fear the most yet&lt;br /&gt;where I yearn to succeed&lt;br /&gt;where I feel comfortable&lt;br /&gt;yet subjected to the&lt;br /&gt;comment and opinion&lt;br /&gt;of others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It enables me to express myself&lt;br /&gt;and portray the part of&lt;br /&gt;someone else&lt;br /&gt;at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the place&lt;br /&gt;where magic happens&lt;br /&gt;tears are shed&lt;br /&gt;laughs and smiles occur&lt;br /&gt;tempers are let loose&lt;br /&gt;pressure and nerves abound&lt;br /&gt;stress is present in every form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an empty canvas&lt;br /&gt;awaiting the painter&lt;br /&gt;a pile of wood ready to&lt;br /&gt;be made into a house&lt;br /&gt;a doll wanting to&lt;br /&gt;play with a child&lt;br /&gt;a new guitar&lt;br /&gt;waiting for someone to tune it&lt;br /&gt;a teacher on their first day&lt;br /&gt;awaiting students &lt;br /&gt;a chalkboard without&lt;br /&gt;its white powdry letters&lt;br /&gt;an empty book&lt;br /&gt;its pages waiting to be filled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the place to be&lt;br /&gt;the place to be&lt;br /&gt;who you are &lt;br /&gt;or someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puck, Juliet, Maria&lt;br /&gt;from Shaekespeare&lt;br /&gt;the large nosed Cyrano&lt;br /&gt;a seemingly innocent old lady &lt;br /&gt;who poisons old men&lt;br /&gt;Jane, Emma, or Lizzy&lt;br /&gt;from Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;even Earnest &lt;br /&gt;from Oscar Wilde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the curtain goes up&lt;br /&gt;and the lights come on&lt;br /&gt;and your makeup freezes your face&lt;br /&gt;and your costume is a bit too small&lt;br /&gt;you realize&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS ACTING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-5697384380488589645?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/5697384380488589645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=5697384380488589645' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/5697384380488589645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/5697384380488589645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/04/stage.html' title='The Stage'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-6630560909520476394</id><published>2007-04-07T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T11:28:34.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Pretty Underground</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8AEflRed4Qk"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8AEflRed4Qk" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this so hardcore ? :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-6630560909520476394?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/6630560909520476394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=6630560909520476394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/6630560909520476394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/6630560909520476394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/04/thats-pretty-underground.html' title='That&apos;s Pretty Underground'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-1207412803672373501</id><published>2007-03-28T12:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T10:08:18.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promzilla</title><content type='html'>Look out for Promzilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's as pretty as chanel's latest&lt;br /&gt;or as ugly as gossip at its worst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does she know literature?&lt;br /&gt;You can guarantee that&lt;br /&gt;she can recite&lt;br /&gt;from cover to cover&lt;br /&gt;any magazine's prom issue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out for Promzilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's going on a shopping spree&lt;br /&gt;Dolce and Gabbana&lt;br /&gt;Fendi and Luella&lt;br /&gt;Dropping the lettuce&lt;br /&gt;is no problem for her&lt;br /&gt;she'll need to&lt;br /&gt;if she wants to go to prom&lt;br /&gt;in style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out for Promzilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big night comes&lt;br /&gt;she has a new face&lt;br /&gt;it's been made up by a salon&lt;br /&gt;her hair has been freezed&lt;br /&gt;with some product &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out for Promzilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her dress is of the finest silk&lt;br /&gt;handspun in Italy&lt;br /&gt;her shoes are made by none other than the great&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Choo&lt;br /&gt;her bag is emblazoned with the interlocking C's&lt;br /&gt;only chanel dahling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out for Promzilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doorbell rings&lt;br /&gt;her mother sings&lt;br /&gt;"The car's here dear,&lt;br /&gt;don't be late"&lt;br /&gt;The limo is huge&lt;br /&gt;it's longer than the biggest sub &lt;br /&gt;you've ever eaten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out for Promzilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the car arrives at&lt;br /&gt; the ballroom,&lt;br /&gt;she steps out to a rage of photographers&lt;br /&gt;and people whispering&lt;br /&gt;"Look out for Promzilla."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-1207412803672373501?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/1207412803672373501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=1207412803672373501' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/1207412803672373501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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I speak from personal experience, attending a school with a dress code. Yes, it does take away a form of peer pressure.  But really, what more can a school administration take away from us?  Already, we cannot wear the clothes we want to wear, but stripping away our freedom in selection of shoes, socks, accessories, even nail color?  I believe that these things would not be a distraction for students, but a device that would help them.  Students would not be so uptight and stressed in starched and ironed clothes, but comfortable in their own skin, in clothes they've chosen.  It would also take a load off of the administration.  Without uniforms, school administrators would not have to stress about rebellious students getting out of line with the dress code.  Teenagers are at a critical time in their lives.  We are just trying to find ourselves.  Uniforms put a stopper on our quest to find individuality.  Fashion is one of the essential ways human beings express themselves. I understand that uniforms stop (or attempt to) peer pressure and immodest dress, but those things occur even with uniforms.  Some of it is inescapable.  Peer pressure can and will occur anywhere, at any time, with anything.  Uniforms may have their "blessings", however, I fail to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Are you pro-uniform?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-4756614629092240464?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/4756614629092240464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=4756614629092240464' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/4756614629092240464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/4756614629092240464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/03/great-debate-school-uniforms.html' title='The Great Debate: School Uniforms'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-989960187828876211</id><published>2007-03-18T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T15:19:32.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Invention Ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ipod/gallery/images/ipod01_20060912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.apple.com/ipod/gallery/images/ipod01_20060912.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&lt;br /&gt;It has been called the defining invention of the twenty first century.  It enables us to take our entire music library wherever we go. Its design is impeccable, its durability and quality beyond excellence. Ladies and Gents... please welcome... THE IPOD!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-989960187828876211?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/989960187828876211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=989960187828876211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/989960187828876211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/989960187828876211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/03/best-invention-ever.html' title='Best Invention Ever!'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-1384208108191698004</id><published>2007-03-18T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T15:04:30.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starbucks</title><content type='html'>The Fragrant aroma of coffee and other beverages being brewed and concocted greet me as I open the door.  When that wonderful scent enters your nose, you begin to feel the energy. Maybe it is because everyone in this place is drinking caffeine, making caffeine, or desperate to get caffeine.  Even so...  As I bend down over a container of beans I am transported back to my house.  Two, maybe three Christmases ago, my parents stayed up late to win an auction for an espresso machine on eBay.  Upon its arrival at our house, my parents made latees nearly every morning with Peet's house blend. Coffee is what my family loves and one of the ways we love others. Odd how sucha musky scent is like a time machine.  Every time I fill my lungs with that wonderful, that delicious fragrance of coffee, hot water, and boiling milk all on the soundtrack of a grinder, I feel comfort.  It is familiar to me.  This smell doesn't represent a beverage you just splurged on, quite the contrary.  It represents the economy of many countries, and a way to bond with others, even if it's just in a crammedkitchen in DeLand Florida, where no illustrious coffee place will ever grace its streets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-1384208108191698004?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/1384208108191698004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=1384208108191698004' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/1384208108191698004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/1384208108191698004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/03/starbucks.html' title='Starbucks'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-5255224730696583307</id><published>2007-03-17T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T15:58:26.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Band Profile: The Decemberists</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://brooklynindustries.com/images/TheCraneWife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://brooklynindustries.com/images/TheCraneWife.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.a-reminder.org/music/wp-content/dec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.a-reminder.org/music/wp-content/dec.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The Decemberists, a indie rock band from Portland, named themselves after a Russian revolutionary group. Their latest album The Crane Wife was released Fall '06, the group's first record on a major label. The lead singer, Colin Meloy, sings ballads of sailors and pistols that can last up to twelve minutes. The only other band I can compare them to is Neutral Milk Hotel. If you've never heard of The Decemberists, I suggest you check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Songs You Should Download: O, Valencia!&lt;br /&gt;                                              16 Military Wives&lt;br /&gt;                                              Mariners' Revenge Song&lt;br /&gt;                                              July, July!&lt;br /&gt;                                              The Crane Wife 3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-5255224730696583307?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/5255224730696583307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=5255224730696583307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/5255224730696583307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/5255224730696583307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/03/band-profile-decemberists.html' title='Band Profile: The Decemberists'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-7209480382561744997</id><published>2007-03-17T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T15:38:28.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Treadmill Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pv5zWaTEVkI"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pv5zWaTEVkI" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the most amazing music video I have ever seen.  The song is "Here it Goes Again" by OK GO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-7209480382561744997?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/7209480382561744997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=7209480382561744997' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/7209480382561744997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/7209480382561744997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/03/treadmill-video.html' title='Treadmill Video'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-2091798526657852706</id><published>2007-03-07T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T16:22:35.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bags I Never Had Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.boudoirdoll.com/Chanel/PreciousSymbolsLeather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.boudoirdoll.com/Chanel/PreciousSymbolsLeather.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/tresormakati/chanelblackquiltjl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a64/tresormakati/chanelblackquiltjl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This section is published in honor of a very talented collager I know.  It documents clothing, bags, and jewels that are so out of my league that I could never have. So, it seems fitting to start with Chanel.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh..... J'adore Mademoiselle Coco Chanel's Purses!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-2091798526657852706?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/2091798526657852706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=2091798526657852706' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/2091798526657852706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/2091798526657852706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/03/bags-i-never-had-part-1.html' title='The Bags I Never Had Part 1'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-232777637690453122</id><published>2007-03-07T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T19:27:00.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Namesake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://defeatpoverty.com/uploaded_images/bono-788019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://defeatpoverty.com/uploaded_images/bono-788019.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the icon of amazing rock and roll. Meet Bono, the lead singer of the chart- topping band, U2. Goood picture huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-232777637690453122?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/232777637690453122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=232777637690453122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/232777637690453122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/232777637690453122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/03/namesake.html' title='Namesake'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-8823586366712901648</id><published>2007-03-06T16:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T15:39:46.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Fabulous People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://filmcritic1963.typepad.com/interviews/images/the_devil_wears_prada4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://filmcritic1963.typepad.com/interviews/images/the_devil_wears_prada4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/PYR/MPP50056~Audrey-Hepburn-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/PYR/MPP50056~Audrey-Hepburn-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey Hepburn- Where to begin? Her movies may be pointless, but her elegance and grace is evident. It's no wonder that her fashion sense has been immortalized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne Hathaway- I love her character in The Devil Wears Prada. Here, she wears an elegant hepburn-esque ensemble that was in the movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-8823586366712901648?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/8823586366712901648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=8823586366712901648' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/8823586366712901648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/8823586366712901648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/03/more-important-people.html' title='More Fabulous People'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-4379279379955629171</id><published>2007-03-06T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T15:39:14.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabulous People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.newsday.com/media/photo/2006-01/21468570.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.newsday.com/media/photo/2006-01/21468570.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reeese Witherspoon- I love the outfits she wore to the Oscars and Golden Globes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingpeterkim.typepad.com/photos/old_digital_work_2004_200/keds_mischa_screens01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://beingpeterkim.typepad.com/photos/old_digital_work_2004_200/keds_mischa_screens01.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my style icons. These are various celebrities who's clothes I wish I had. More will follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mischa Barton- Her ad campaign with Keds is nothing other than cool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-4379279379955629171?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/4379279379955629171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=4379279379955629171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/4379279379955629171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/4379279379955629171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/03/important-people.html' title='Fabulous People'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1464742730466906410.post-7452152958609633203</id><published>2007-03-05T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T15:22:30.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Starlit Night</title><content type='html'>Here is a poem I wrote about the Oscars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Starlit Night:&lt;br /&gt;      The sun went down, the stars came out&lt;br /&gt;stepping from a limousine&lt;br /&gt;to photographer's shouts&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow her outfit will be in the magazines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throwing back her head&lt;br /&gt;for a pose&lt;br /&gt;on a carpet of red&lt;br /&gt;they ask:&lt;br /&gt;"What are your chances?"&lt;br /&gt;she replies:&lt;br /&gt;"Fair, I suppose.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her apprehension grew&lt;br /&gt;as she approached the theatre&lt;br /&gt;and the carpet got shorter &lt;br /&gt;and shorter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she knew&lt;br /&gt;that she could not turn back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1464742730466906410-7452152958609633203?l=redwithwaves.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/feeds/7452152958609633203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1464742730466906410&amp;postID=7452152958609633203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/7452152958609633203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1464742730466906410/posts/default/7452152958609633203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwithwaves.blogspot.com/2007/03/hereis-poem-i-wrote-about-oscars.html' title='A Starlit Night'/><author><name>Moose on the Loose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13223025408108952487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.jcrew.com/content/271/holidaylooks/images/outfits/women/look02.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
