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term='AAFT'/><category term='Tax on Soda'/><category term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category term='Jif'/><title type='text'>The Summer Vacation That Needs To End</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-8841989219755431886</id><published>2011-02-19T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T14:38:33.246-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ontario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Niagara Falls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Jersey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maid of the Mist'/><title type='text'>A Week Long Excursion Part Two: The Garden State and the Greatest  Natural International Border I've Ever Seen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've always wanted to see Niagara Falls and what better time to go than when already on the East Coast? I always thought New York was pretty small and envisioned one could drive from the city to the falls. Yeah, that's not really true if you're pressed for time.  Turns out it's a 7 hour drive with a series of toll roads and frustration. Alright, plane it is, but before we left the country, it was time to explore Newark and Jersey City. I wasn't there long enough to confirm or deny the Jersey stereotype, but I will say it's not as bad looking as people claim. Newark is an industrial city - what can you do? Every industrial city looks (and smells) like that. If you ever do venture to NJ via NYC, definitely head down to Ferry Street in the Ironbound District. It feels like you're legitimately in Portugal and you can eat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;" id="search"&gt;sandes de picadinho and &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pasteis de nata all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8xd2X-C1_t0/TWAYNvcBnGI/AAAAAAAAFR4/9bLnGJpatrI/s1600/absd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8xd2X-C1_t0/TWAYNvcBnGI/AAAAAAAAFR4/9bLnGJpatrI/s320/absd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575482963036052578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;This farmacia is actually not in Lisbon, but rather New Jersey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We headed to Ontario via Newark and after a series of intriguing customs questions (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Do you plan on visiting a farm while in Canada? Are you bringing any birds to the country?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and not getting the ever so sought after passport stamp in my expedited rip off lame new border rules passport, we made it. Once we were in Niagara, you could already feel the mist of the falls hitting your face from quite a distance away. Awesome! It was already dark by the time we got there so we end up walking around Clifton Hill and getting a quick bite at Wendy's. Yes, the red headed girl from back home whose establishment serves up baked potatoes and spicy chicken nuggets. What were our other options? Starbucks, Burger King, KFC, Domino's, Little Caesar's, and TGI Fridays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hold up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It was at this point I had a very disappointing revelation: this place looks like America. &amp;lt;  / expectations &amp;gt;I don't really know what exactly I was expecting from Canada, but I mean, some sort of culture? Granted, we were literally on the border of the United States and  maybe if I ventured further (possibly towards Montreal), it'd be different but from what I saw, man, total let down. I'm assuming they maybe want to cater to all of the tourists, sigh, who knows. At least there was a Tim Horton's - that place rules. We spent the rest of the night at the casino and it was great because the age of majority there is 19 so Sameer was able to partake in the casino fun as well. He came out the biggest winner out of all of us and by big winner, I mean a whopping 20 dollars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RHfWm4-56c4/TWAUeInhUWI/AAAAAAAAFRo/JUm6gkxh8Uw/s1600/IMG_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 449px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RHfWm4-56c4/TWAUeInhUWI/AAAAAAAAFRo/JUm6gkxh8Uw/s400/IMG_0721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575478846626550114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The view from the bridge (Rainbow) you cross between countries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GZ3eqs9Mi9M/TWAWgv6NxBI/AAAAAAAAFRw/vLPsAnpciVk/s1600/IMG_0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GZ3eqs9Mi9M/TWAWgv6NxBI/AAAAAAAAFRw/vLPsAnpciVk/s320/IMG_0715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575481090556937234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Open the door and you will be home again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The next blog-worthy event that happened was the morning we decided to weigh in on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which side of the falls is better? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;debate. It was time to cross the border back into Niagara Falls, NY. Immediate reaction: the United States kept their side of it very natural. Niagara Falls on the U.S. side is surrounded by a fairly large state park. It's a great place to have a picnic, go for a bike ride, a quick jog, or just relax. It's very serene - a total contrast from the Ontario side. We decided while we were here, might as well take the Maid of the Mist from New York. Now, I always saw people in their crazy ponchos on a boat to get a better view of the falls on TV and what not and I always told myself I'd never do that it's kind of scary. That all changed when I told Michelle a few weeks prior to the trip that we were headed on a trip to the area. I told her I had no plans of going on the boat and she told me that it  was an absolute must, because that's the most fun (if not only fun actually) thing to do while you're there and I'd regret it if I didn't. She was supported by about five others in our group who also agreed that it was their favorite thing to do there when they vacationed in Niagara, so I gave in. After reading about it online a little bit, I too was becoming very excited to ride the Maid of the Mist. I couldn't wait. I shall continue this in a later post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-8841989219755431886?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/8841989219755431886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2011/02/week-long-excursion-part-two-garden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/8841989219755431886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/8841989219755431886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2011/02/week-long-excursion-part-two-garden.html' title='A Week Long Excursion Part Two: The Garden State and the Greatest  Natural International Border I&apos;ve Ever Seen'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8xd2X-C1_t0/TWAYNvcBnGI/AAAAAAAAFR4/9bLnGJpatrI/s72-c/absd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-3579611553381093720</id><published>2011-02-05T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T14:41:28.868-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York City'/><title type='text'>A Week Long Excursion Part One: Concrete Jungle Where Dreams are Made Of</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/TU2xeApqAZI/AAAAAAAAFQY/0V71Vz6Ejmo/s1600/trip%2Bmap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 477px; height: 323px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/TU2xeApqAZI/AAAAAAAAFQY/0V71Vz6Ejmo/s400/trip%2Bmap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570303443256082834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I shouldn't have used such light colors. Rats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Here's the entry that I should have posted in September of last year. I have a fair amount to write, so I'll break it up into several posts, each going through one leg of the trip. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;First stop: New York!&lt;/span&gt;  So, being the rogues that we are, Sameer and I decided to fly first thing Friday morning to LaGuardia - right through Hurricane Earl. Earl is a big fat poser. We experienced &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;maybe 20 minutes of "turbulence" the entire flight and once we set foot in the city, I was like 70 degrees at 6pm with a slight breeze and brief instances of drizzle.  Earl Schmearl. I was relieved we declined the option to accept airline flight waivers.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;This was my first time ever in NYC and I was beyond excited to finally visit. Once we landed and got out of the airport, oh my goodness the city is more insane than you can imagine. Nobody was lying when they said 1 - it's a concrete jungle and 2- the traffic is absurd. Furthermore, why are these people (New Yorkers) always running? Where are you going, guys? On a Friday night, you clearly are not running to work. What is going on?! Running through intersections, running like mad through subway stations, running to Duane Reade, seriously, just always in a hurry.  I stopped to take a picture in front of Madison Square Garden (where our crazy shuttle driver dropped us off) and people were literally confused as to why someone would be stopping on the sidewalk. Sorry guys, I don't run around all day! Lazy Californian supppp?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;This was the same issue Saturday morning and every other subsequent day. No wonder they're all thin. They don't stand still for a second. Anyway, like just about everyone else, I love NYC!!! I would love to visit again but  I would NEVER live there though. I don't understand the hype about that. Too much insanity for me. Pass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/TU7iJ4okY_I/AAAAAAAAFQs/_bk85yExVRM/s1600/SAM_0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 464px; height: 347px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/TU7iJ4okY_I/AAAAAAAAFQs/_bk85yExVRM/s320/SAM_0589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570638448553124850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;First time in the city, gotta see it like a true tourist, right? Of course. That's exactly what we did. The rest of the crew came in Saturday afternoon and we were on our way.  Visited the United Nations (awesome), Empire State Building (went to the top - overrated and a waste of time), Central Park (amazing), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Rockefeller (nice, but I wanted to  see it with the ice skating rink), Time's Square (pretty cool but way  too many people, felt like a zoo haha),  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; Brooklyn (hipster paradise), Brooklyn Heights Promenade (awesome),  West Village (great area), Staten Island Ferry (fun and nice way to relax for a while), and a bunch of other random areas we ventured into out of curiosity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Remember my attack on Google Maps via iPhone? Google Maps may not know LA, but it knows New York City very well. It got us everywhere we wanted to go without a single glitch! It also was great with public transportation. It knew exactly what time certain trains were coming and always gave us the next three we could take had we missed the first. Bravo, Google Maps, bra-vo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/TU7kNKnLcTI/AAAAAAAAFQ0/GlGUkSi5A2c/s1600/SAM_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/TU7kNKnLcTI/AAAAAAAAFQ0/GlGUkSi5A2c/s320/SAM_0607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570640703941996850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/TU7k86laiJI/AAAAAAAAFQ8/KFggvlNxAfY/s1600/PICT0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/TU7k86laiJI/AAAAAAAAFQ8/KFggvlNxAfY/s320/PICT0460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570641524273350802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So, I didn't know this until I got back, but you're supposed to eat at about 20 different "must eat places" when visiting? I ask because friends kept asking me what I ate in NY once I got back. Seriously? You travel 3,000 miles to eat? I'd be lying if I said I never saw or heard about some place and was like, "Oh man I MUST eat there." I do that a lot, especially when I see something crazy on the Food Network, but when people go on vacation and make a list of like 10 places they must eat at, that is just wrong. Considering most of us live(d) in Los Angeles, a food mecca in itself, you cannot possibly go elsewhere and revolve your trip around things to consume. A lot of the things people were suggesting are readily available here! haha. Anyway, let's be real here - I had my own mini list of things I wanted to try. Gray's Papaya - awesome. I love hot dogs that are that thin and cripsy they are my favorite. The chicken and rice halal cart on 53rd and 6th - oh man it was AMAZING. That totally lives up to the hype (and I almost always get let down by over hyped things) and we were lucky enough to get there at a time when the line was fairly short. I wish that cart would be imported to California. Just writing about it is making me hungry again. Cart food rules. I ate a good amount of it. I bet you Bonni is cringing as she reads this - you need to let go of your fear of shady food, Bonni! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-3579611553381093720?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/3579611553381093720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2011/02/week-long-excursion-part-one-concrete.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/3579611553381093720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/3579611553381093720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2011/02/week-long-excursion-part-one-concrete.html' title='A Week Long Excursion Part One: Concrete Jungle Where Dreams are Made Of'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/TU2xeApqAZI/AAAAAAAAFQY/0V71Vz6Ejmo/s72-c/trip%2Bmap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-2288006088601624556</id><published>2011-01-01T10:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T14:39:06.801-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Years'/><title type='text'>Looking Back on 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;DISCLAIMER: Some things will never change. I'm always such a slacker. I started this post on January 1, 2011 in an attempt to recap 2010. I got distracted and now am here to finish it on yes, Feburary 3rd. Better late than never, right? The posted I had started and now finished, is as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We made it through another decade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Turns out I only had 9 blog posts all of last year, but just like in 2010, I will do a quick recap of the year. 2010 was pretty good, but I am so ready for 2011. I have a lot of things to accomplish this year and I know that I can and will (can you tell I've been reading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The Secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;? haha). In all seriousness though, I'm getting back on track this year in more ways than one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Recap of 2010:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;January: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Spent the last days of Dec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ember and New Year's Day in Vegas. Definitely a fun way to ring in the New Year. I spent the first few hours of the year at a blackjack table, followed by my first trip to Pampas inside the Miracle Mile Shops where I had the best Brazilian BBQ ever! Haven't been back yet but man, let's hope I go back there ASAP this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;February: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Must have been pretty boring, because I really don't remember anything happening in February.  Meesa turned 24. That counts, right? HAPPY BIRTHDAY MEESA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Luck was on my side as I won a trip to Vegas with some insane VIP treatment! The downside: not many of my friends could join me as I had to take the trip the weekend right before many people's finals, but I was able to round up some girlfriends and we had such a fun weekend!  I wasn't really sure why Bonni was so bent on spending the weekend with Alan, but then, days later, as I was sitting by the fountains inside The Forum Shops at Caesar's Palace, waiting for Amandeep to finishing buying purses, Bonni called me to let me know that Alan had just proposed. HOLLER!!!! I am so so excited for their wedding this year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;April: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;showers bring May flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Marie and I had this once in a lifetime opportunity to spend a day at Rob Dyrdek's Fantasy Factory for a charity event. Probably the most random (yet awesome) day of our lives. Remember that Vegas trip from March? I was supposed to see Travis Barker at Pure one of the nights and it didn't happen. I was so bummed! Then, come May, sweet Jesus, not only did I get to see Travis Barker perform, I got to meet him too! I just about died. I also met Pharrell, the love of my life, who actually is kind of a weird guy, but hey, we all have some flaws here and there, right? I'll never forget this day. It made my entire month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Celebrated another year of life on the same day as the Lakers beat the Boston Celtics in Game 1 of the NBA Finals. They later went on to become back to back champions. Three-peat here we come! Oh, remember back in 2010 when Meesa posted this comment on Justin's behalf on my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/01/looking-back-on-2009-man-im-slacker.html"&gt;Recap of 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; post? In case you didn't, here's what she said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;dl style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author " id="c1169278706561250275"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514673970964648780" rel="nofollow"&gt;Meesa&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd style="font-weight: bold;" class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;also, justin wants me to remind you that the lakers got killed by the  cavs. and he looks forward to the lakers being beat in the nba finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't want to be in the middle of this..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/01/looking-back-on-2009-man-im-slacker.html?showComment=1263184081394#c1169278706561250275" title="comment permalink"&gt; January 10, 2010 8:28 PM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Stick to NHL talk, Justin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/01/looking-back-on-2009-man-im-slacker.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;July: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;LeBron made "The Decision." What. an. idiot. Who the heck leaves a city that adores the heck out of you for a ring? Shoot forget the ring. I'd rather be idolized, man. Anyway, if he knew what was good for him - Chicago was a better option. I'm glad he didn't infest Chicago though. I love the Bulls and I do not love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;All I can remember is it was super hot in August. Al Gore told you guys this was going to happen. Dang it, Al.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Remember when Southwest hooked me up for my College Football Pick'em skills? I took advantage of it in September. What started out as "Oh cool, I will go to NYC" turned into, "Well if we are going to NYC, let's head up to Niagara Falls and Toronto,  spend a few nights in Canada, and head to Chicago on our way home." What an amazing trip that was. I wish I could do it all over again. I will do a more in depth post on this later. It's too good to be summarized into just one measly paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November, and December:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The last few months of the year are always filled with so many holidays (twice as many for me) so it's a lot of time spent with family, friends, and food - lots of food. It's always a time when I get really fat. It's like those people standing outside of concerts, sporting events, and anything else that is fun - "Party now PAY LATER." Oh yes, I am currently paying. It has been weeks since I have eaten out at any fast food establishment or consumed any beverage high in sugar.  So boring, I know, but what can you do? Anyway, here's to an amazing 2011! Hopefully I start blogging more often. I enjoy it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-2288006088601624556?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/2288006088601624556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2011/01/looking-back-on-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/2288006088601624556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/2288006088601624556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2011/01/looking-back-on-2010.html' title='Looking Back on 2010'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-9091675833533087211</id><published>2010-10-23T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T14:08:31.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nightmare That is Valley Produce</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Let's face it: an Indian family cannot live by shopping at Ralph's. It's just not going to happen. If you're going to feed a family of four daily, you're going to need to buy vegetables in bulk. At $2 a pound for tomatoes and maybe $1 PER onion, any Indian would go straight up broke. Let's not forget chicken tikka masala is all the rage now so that's going to cost you about $6 a bottle for some CTM sauce. So what do families do about this? They stay away from the chain stores when in need of vegetables and/or spices. Instead, they shop at a farmer's market or at a local "ethnic market." For my family, that local spot is the grocery store known as Valley Produce. I believe it started out primarily carrying Persian/Middle Eastern goods, but now they literally have everything from every country (they even carry Kinder Happy Hippo! +5 points for that shooooot). They have produce that's super cheap so you can happily purchase things in bulk without making your wallet cry, a wide assortment of products from all of the world, and an amazing Persian bakery with the best cakes and pastries. You might be thinking, "Wow this place sounds so awesome, what's the trade-off?" I'll tell you: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;MY SANITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The place is a freaking zoo. I won't complain about how crowded the parking lot always is because hey, they have low prices, but brace yourself because I have a hefty amount of other gripes. First of all, the people who shop here have zero patience. I can always count on people pushing me aside because I'm standing in front of something they need or someone ramming their cart into me and hitting my foot from behind because they're in a rush. That shizz hurts man! Do they ever apologize? No. At Valley Produce, apologizing is for the weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;What else grinds my gears? The employees. They're always hanging around in some aisle I need things from pretending to be "busy" restocking things on shelves. I usually see they're there, decide to go shop for other things, and plan to return to that specific aisle later with the assumption that they will be done restocking and I can purchase what I need to. Wishful thinking, right? You bet. They're always still there. If you say, "Excuse me" in hopes of them moving out of the way, dream on kid. These things I'm talking about didn't just happen once or twice, they are guaranteed to happen every time I set foot in the store. I can promise you this is the same experience every other person who shops here has as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;This is getting long, let me just discuss the issue I had last week. My mom and I are in one of the aisles looking for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;atta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; and naturally one of the employees in right in front of what we need, refusing to move. We can't see the prices, so we don't even know which brand we wanted. My mom decides to ask the guy working there how much one of them was to which the employee responded, "All of the prices are written, see, (points to sticker), you have to read it and then you will know the price."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;HOLD UP COWBOY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I then told him, "We can't see the prices because you are in the way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Employee: "Listen. I said read the stickers and then you will know the price. It's written. Look at it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Me: "You need to move out of the way then so we can read the stickers on our own."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Did he move? No no moving is for the weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I think I get an ulcer every time I shop at this place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Ok I could go on forever, and let's be real here, the store is a gold mine, the prices are incredible, and I could never stop shopping here. The main point is that my sanity is checked in at the door every time I walk into this place and I really wonder why it must be this way? Can't we all be happy at VP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-9091675833533087211?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/9091675833533087211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/10/nightmare-that-is-valley-produce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/9091675833533087211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/9091675833533087211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/10/nightmare-that-is-valley-produce.html' title='The Nightmare That is Valley Produce'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-3950505434777390430</id><published>2010-07-03T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T08:32:01.957-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vuvuzela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='British Petroleum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Angeles Lakers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toy Story 3'/><title type='text'>Hello There!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I logged onto here to read some PostSecrets and realized I have not posted anything since March 30th. Dang, son! What's new? I'm 24 now...sick (literal and not colloquial). Oh! Guess what haters? The Lakers are the 2010 NBA World Champions! So much for everyone's Boston and Cleveland fanfare, huh? Suckers. Mark my word: the Nets, Clippers, Bulls, Knicks, Cavs, and Heat...none of these teams will be winning the championship next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Trust me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/TC_AmkwJsJI/AAAAAAAAElA/FYfeG424Fsk/s1600/54411100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 458px; height: 289px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/TC_AmkwJsJI/AAAAAAAAElA/FYfeG424Fsk/s320/54411100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489818239721123986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Other random observations/thoughts/random things since March 30th:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1) BP is run by a load of buffoons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2) Toy Story 3 &amp;gt; Toy Story 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3) Vuvuzelas are awesome. Don't let anyone else tell you otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4) Lauren and I have inadvertently discovered how amusing IcyHot commercials can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5) I'm really sad about the U.S.. I'm shaking my fist at you, Ghana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6) North Korea plays soccer?! North Korea plays sports in general?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7) Baskin Robbins' America's Birthday Cake ice cream is the business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Check me out on the cover of the May 31, 2010 issue of&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Time &lt;/span&gt;Magazine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9) Cashiers are seriously getting on my last nerve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10) Travis Barker is amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-3950505434777390430?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/3950505434777390430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/3950505434777390430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/3950505434777390430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-there.html' title='Hello There!'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/TC_AmkwJsJI/AAAAAAAAElA/FYfeG424Fsk/s72-c/54411100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-7769735770233197335</id><published>2010-03-30T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T14:50:49.792-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google Maps Sucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google Maps Bad Directions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google Maps'/><title type='text'>An Attack on Google Maps</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Oh Google, my Google,  I love your search engine, Gmail, Gchat, Google Earth, Picasa, Blogger (obviously) and pretty much everything else you have to offer.  Well, everything except one thing - Google Maps. Yeah I said it, Google, you are ruining my life with Google Maps and frankly, I am not amused. I also hate that it's the default map app on iPhones. Whenever I press "current location" while sitting in my house, you put me on some random street 3 miles away in Reseda. How dare you. That's the least of my problems though. Here's what grinds my gears:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You are terrible at giving me directions to ANYWHERE and EVERYWHERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How can a company so good at everything be so awful at a simple thing such as giving driving directions? Of course, I no longer use Google for directions if I'm planning a trip from home (MapQuest FTW!), but sometimes when I'm on the road, I need to look up directions on my phone and unfortunately, I have to use GM. &lt;/span&gt; Here are some of the most recent Google Maps snafus I've dealt with (multiply the amount listed here by 20 and that's about how many other times I have been messed with):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S7J9zdH5O3I/AAAAAAAAEcw/2r6W64AkeIA/s1600/sawtelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S7J9zdH5O3I/AAAAAAAAEcw/2r6W64AkeIA/s320/sawtelle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454560421643631474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sawtelle Blvd. is NOT an exit on the 405 South. Exit 51 actually has no mention of Washington Blvd. or Culver City either. I was supposed to exit JEFFERSON BLVD. Google geez!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;From UC San Diego to Pala Casino:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S7J_tsCj-DI/AAAAAAAAEc4/oRPHd6WkEXg/s1600/pala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S7J_tsCj-DI/AAAAAAAAEc4/oRPHd6WkEXg/s320/pala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454562521591838770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ok no that's all wrong. All of it! Thanks for that doozie G-Maps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;From Northridge to Cookies by Design in Long Beach:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S7KB3EcMBpI/AAAAAAAAEdA/WkcmJ1beHW4/s1600/photo%2812%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S7KB3EcMBpI/AAAAAAAAEdA/WkcmJ1beHW4/s320/photo%2812%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454564881783850642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;This was quite the epic fail as well. When you're on PCH and make a right on Havana, you go into a residential area and a few feet away is E. 8th Street. I make the left and great, I'm back on PCH. Why did they make me go in a circle through some random residential area like that when I could've kept going straight? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I honestly could keep going but seriously, why do you suck so bad with driving directions? Get it together! Let's not forget the time you made Sameer catch a nonexistent train from Oceanside to Northridge through Metrolink's Trip Planner. I'm shaking my fist at you, Google.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-7769735770233197335?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/7769735770233197335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-google-my-google-i-love-your-search.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/7769735770233197335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/7769735770233197335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-google-my-google-i-love-your-search.html' title='An Attack on Google Maps'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S7J9zdH5O3I/AAAAAAAAEcw/2r6W64AkeIA/s72-c/sawtelle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-366561147495842127</id><published>2010-02-19T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T14:07:34.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You&apos;ve Been Mangoed Bath Melt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lush customer service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So White Bath Bomb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LUSH Cosmetics'/><title type='text'>Customer Service Still Exists</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;So not too long ago I got sucked into a LUSH Cosmetics vortex and have been having field days at their shops around LA. Given I'm fairly new to this wonderful world of handmade and almost entirely vegan products, I kind of just walk in there and buy whatever smells good (or according Sameer, looks good enough to eat. Seriously I do want to eat most of what they sell too). Not too long ago after browsing their catalog at home and reading customer reviews online, I made a list of what I wanted and was on my way to Beverly Hills. I became a kid in a candy store and burned a hole in my wallet as a result. I come home, throw in a bath bomb - and bloody murder I might as well have not taken a bath at all. There was no lingering scent and that bath bomb barely fizzed. womp womp woooomp. The next day I used a mango bath melt - same lameness took place. I don't have a weak sense of smell..I actually have an absurdly strong sense of it so that wasn't the problem. What the heck was going on man?! Let's just say LUSH let me down big time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Now everyone knows I am not one to be messed with - no sir! So a few days later, I called their customer service line - and was put on hold for 30 min before I called it quits. I then decided to write an e-mail with my list of complaints of about 4 products that were a total bust. Much to my surprise, I received a prompt response. I was blown away when the e-mail didn't say "Well that's too bad you whiny baby" like I expected. On the contrary, my friend. The e-mail was actually written by whom I think may be the nicest lady on the planet. She said she was willing to work with me to find products I would like and that would be best suited for me. We corresponded through e-mail for about a week. She eventually told me she herself will go to a local shop and mail me a package filled with full sized products that she believes I would like and I can test out. I was blown away. Customer service? GOOD customer service? Pinch me Baby Jesus. I recently received that box - gift wrapped and everything. I will take a picture of my current LUSH haul later if anybody cares to see it. So what's the point of this post? It's pointless like every other blog post on my page, but too bad....Thank you Ms. Brantley for treating a customer like a human being! CUSTOMER SERVICE LIVES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-366561147495842127?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/366561147495842127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/02/customer-service-still-exists.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/366561147495842127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/366561147495842127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/02/customer-service-still-exists.html' title='Customer Service Still Exists'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-1909584456041827183</id><published>2010-02-08T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T08:32:55.843-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super Bowl Commercials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super Bowl ads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dwight Howard Lebron McDonald&apos;s Commercial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super Bowl XLIV'/><title type='text'>Super Bowl Commercials</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So I guess many people thought this year's Super Bowl commercials weren't up to par. I personally thought they were pretty funny - and definitely funnier than last year's. I do laugh at just about anything though so I am not really a great indicator of comedic value.  Here are some of my favorites from last night (in no particular order):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1 - "Keep your hands off my momma, and keep your hands off my Doritos"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r0EVSP_6XZA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r0EVSP_6XZA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2 - The McDonald's shout out to the '93 McDonald's commercial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2010 Commercial:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PmrTDZy3f2M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PmrTDZy3f2M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Larry Bird at the end - classic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Who remembers the original? Although I was seven, I sure do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1993 Commercial:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1shK-j_u6LI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1shK-j_u6LI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;P.S. Slammin sweater, MJ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3 - Bud Light AUTOTUNE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mXoPloew3bk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mXoPloew3bk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hahahahhaahahhahahahaha. Coming from someone who adores her I Am T-Pain iPhone app, you knew this was going to be a winner in my book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4 - Dodge Charger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2RyPamyWotM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2RyPamyWotM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"I will watch your vampire tv shows with you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lastly, honorable mention to the folks at Vizio. I mean, they used my hero Tay Zonday. Another instant winner. Chocolate rain forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DqdKnR5dm-Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DqdKnR5dm-Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-1909584456041827183?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/1909584456041827183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/02/super-bowl-commercials.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/1909584456041827183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/1909584456041827183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/02/super-bowl-commercials.html' title='Super Bowl Commercials'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-7746303516437453676</id><published>2010-02-03T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T18:03:00.866-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Georgia-Pacific Never Out 3000'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Georgia-Pacific'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Public Restroom Stories'/><title type='text'>Tales From the Stall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Every one tells a lie here or there (or at least I do...), but sometimes people take it TOO FAR. I'm talking to you, Georgia-Pacific! I was in a public restroom the other day and check out the toilet paper dispenser (yes, I took a picture in the restroom, don't judge me!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S2opgwUdpwI/AAAAAAAAEas/nU_kl1N_XXM/s1600-h/photo%2842%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S2opgwUdpwI/AAAAAAAAEas/nU_kl1N_XXM/s320/photo%2842%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434201543079208706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;The "Never-Out 3000." Whoa, whoa, whoa. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never out&lt;/span&gt;? That's a bold claim - and it's a dirty lie. Sure when that 1st roll runs out, there will be a 2nd one available for use, but what about after that Georgia-Pacific? Sounds like we have a problem. To make it worse, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3000&lt;/span&gt;? Really? Only super amazing things are allowed to have a denomination of one thousand in its name (i.e. The Kingfisher 9000 among other things) and your dispenser is so not worthy! I can't believe you Georgia-Pacific.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-7746303516437453676?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/7746303516437453676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/02/tales-from-stall.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/7746303516437453676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/7746303516437453676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/02/tales-from-stall.html' title='Tales From the Stall'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S2opgwUdpwI/AAAAAAAAEas/nU_kl1N_XXM/s72-c/photo%2842%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-8357229922740410287</id><published>2010-01-30T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T09:24:34.037-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You&apos;re Welcome Cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thank you notes'/><title type='text'>I Want These</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yourewelcomecards.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/youre-welcome-cards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 439px; height: 463px;" src="http://www.yourewelcomecards.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/youre-welcome-cards.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my most recent discovery via the Interwebz - the answer to thank you notes! They're appropriately called &lt;a href="http://www.yourewelcomecards.com/"&gt;You're Welcome Cards &lt;/a&gt;and are pretty clever (and hilarious) in my opinion. I mean really, what are you supposed to do/say when someone sends you a thank you note? I personally never know. I usually just toss them out and think to myself "Oh good, their gift arrived safely and they like it." Proper etiquette however, dictates you should always say, "You're welcome."  The easiest way out is to just send one of these you're welcome notes back! lol. Why didn't I think of this? I think the best product they sell are the pack of 50 business cards. Check out the description off their site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business card style to throw around, leave with tips, slip under someones windshield wiper... the options are endless. And if the front of the card doesn't say enough for you, the back of the card is blank so you can write a note to whomever you are leaving the card for. Have fun with these!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes You're Welcome people, I would have fun with these. I would actually have a field day with something like this. lol! I think they would also be funny to send out to people who probably should have thanked you for something, and chose not to. In true passive aggressive fashion, you could just hand them a you're welcome note. Genius.  Here's a link to their other merchandise -&lt;a href="http://www.yourewelcomecards.com/products-page/"&gt; check it out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-8357229922740410287?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/8357229922740410287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-these.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/8357229922740410287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/8357229922740410287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-these.html' title='I Want These'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-4071702337671325498</id><published>2010-01-10T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T15:26:53.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot and Spicy McChicken Sandwich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McDonald&apos;s'/><title type='text'>You Elusive Sandwich, You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;From Chicken McNuggets Happy Meals to Filet o' Fish Fridays and $1 Parfaits,  I have proudly been running on McDonald's fare since 1990 [the scale in my bathroom will tell you the same].  Since capitalism is so awesome, I can always count on there being a McD's wherever I happen to be in the world. If I can't decide what I'd like to eat, am low on cash, want hashbrowns at 6am, and/or just want a quick meal, I can always count on McDonald's to come to my rescue. Ok, enough of my homage to the humble abode of Ronald and the Hamburglar - let's cut to the chase. There is an amazing item on their menu that I have come to realize isn't available everywhere: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hot and Spicy McChicken Sandwich&lt;/span&gt;. All my life I have been eating the regular non-spicy $1 McChicken sandwich - it is one of my favorites. Then this all changed. Years ago on a trip to Las Vegas [I must have been 11 or 12 I think], I asked Pops for my usual McChicken, only to be given this hot and spicy gem instead. Say what?! I tried it, and because I am brown and love all things spicy, I fell in love. Turns out Nevada does not even sell the regular McChicken Sandwich! I assumed this was a new item and that California would get it eventually too - but unfortunately they did not, and they still never have. To this day, no trip to Nevada is complete without at least 1 Hot and Spicy McChicken is consumed! Did I eat one on my last Vegas trip? You bet. I decided to further investigate. I conducted a simple search on Google, and it turns out LOTS of states sell this sandwich. Why is California getting gypped here? WHY? I want answers McDonald's and I want them pronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-4071702337671325498?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/4071702337671325498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-elusive-sandwich-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4071702337671325498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4071702337671325498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-elusive-sandwich-you.html' title='You Elusive Sandwich, You'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-3182985746806691683</id><published>2010-01-06T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T22:03:27.328-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady Gaga VMA Outfits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balloon Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Situation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy Football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago Bulls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Heene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surprise Kitty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Angeles Lakers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jersey Shore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disneyland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best of 2009'/><title type='text'>Looking Back on 2009 - Man I'm a Slacker.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;lol remember when I said I would do a daily recap of 2009 events? I lied. As you can see, I only made it to part 9 - and that last post was a 3fer!  I didn't even know that today was January 6th. Ok so.. HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! Still not sure if we're supposed to call it two-thousand-ten 0r twenty-ten [CNN said twenty-ten], but what I do know is that saying it like Bonni does [Y2KX] is definitely gang-gangsta.  My last few days of December were really enjoyable. I the last of '09 ringing in the new year in Vegas. Now all of you know I am a Vegas regular, but this was actually my first time being there for NYE. Verdict: it is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0ULZj5se4I/AAAAAAAAEQA/eESqtqE0krk/s1600-h/aria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0ULZj5se4I/AAAAAAAAEQA/eESqtqE0krk/s320/aria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423753859999497090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Overall 2009 was a good year - I really missed being in college / all of my old college friends, and I look forward to being back  in school and back into crazy study mode in 2010. I didn't get to do my daily recap as I had originally planned,  but before I officially start blogging about Y2KX events, there are some things that deserve some honorable mentions. We'll call this - "the grand finale."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Single Of 2009: Kim Zolciak "Tardy for the Party"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;no contest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NsoS-RUEbqU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NsoS-RUEbqU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lakers Win the 2009 NBA Championship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0UjCAcWoFI/AAAAAAAAEQI/9AxDIYvtbuo/s1600-h/nbalakers09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 415px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0UjCAcWoFI/AAAAAAAAEQI/9AxDIYvtbuo/s320/nbalakers09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423779843623264338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;and they will do it again this year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Finally Getting to Visit the Aquarium of the Pacific&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0Ul41jTifI/AAAAAAAAEQQ/d-eIZBIV4_g/s1600-h/IMG_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0Ul41jTifI/AAAAAAAAEQQ/d-eIZBIV4_g/s320/IMG_0204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423782984615692786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;After years of pleading with people to join me, we finally made the trek Long Beach to go to the Aquarium of the Pacific. I think like most things, I over-hyped it in my head, but it was still cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Biggest Revelation of the Year: Kanye West is a Jerk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YWJcjcdbI/AAAAAAAAEQY/Hk_6-HUXjwM/s1600-h/kwest.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YWJcjcdbI/AAAAAAAAEQY/Hk_6-HUXjwM/s320/kwest.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424047152753833394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;LOL. The joke still isn't old yet! Thank you for that, Kanye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YXFVC4lwI/AAAAAAAAEQg/Oy01qkq_h-k/s1600-h/meme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YXFVC4lwI/AAAAAAAAEQg/Oy01qkq_h-k/s320/meme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424048181530367746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Chicago : The Buzz City of the Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YXqEB854I/AAAAAAAAEQo/OrsRhxtZf-A/s1600-h/chicity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YXqEB854I/AAAAAAAAEQo/OrsRhxtZf-A/s320/chicity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424048812618213250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;2k9 became the year that Meesa and just about everyone else I know moved to Chicago. As a result, I will now be making sure I make a trip out there within the first half of 2010. Cubs and Bulls games, here I come! My poor friend Meesa, missed the NBA train upon her move to Illinois and somehow got sucked into Blackhawks HOCKEY. What an outrage. Here's to hoping she comes to her senses soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Chicago sports, after a very long hiatus which commenced circa 1996, I returned to the Chicago Bulls bandwagon after their impressive performance in the 2009 NBA Playoffs. Triple Overtime against the Celtics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YY0QAj4MI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/Nku1K9ltcG0/s1600-h/bulls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YY0QAj4MI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/Nku1K9ltcG0/s320/bulls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424050087143923906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;A Massive Mylar Balloon Messed With My Emotions Hardcore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;After two hours of seriously believing a child was flying across Colorado in a helium balloon, I later learned I was gypped. Curse you Richard Heene and your antics. I want my lost time back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YZsPKkzzI/AAAAAAAAERA/HXPN9coiJ4o/s1600-h/balloon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YZsPKkzzI/AAAAAAAAERA/HXPN9coiJ4o/s320/balloon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424051048990166834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YZ7QbbkOI/AAAAAAAAERI/5zP1_KvYrf0/s1600-h/bboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YZ7QbbkOI/AAAAAAAAERI/5zP1_KvYrf0/s320/bboy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424051307027337442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;On a positive note, at least an awesome song came out of the fiasco:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FKl43SPgqCo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FKl43SPgqCo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Year of Kittehs on YouTooB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Bmhjf0rKe8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Bmhjf0rKe8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J---aiyznGQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J---aiyznGQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Surprise Kitty, Keyboard Cat - this was definitely the year of cats loaded with awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GA-GA-OH-LA-LA-WHAT??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YbQ97hCRI/AAAAAAAAERQ/AKysMloyvC8/s1600-h/kermit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YbQ97hCRI/AAAAAAAAERQ/AKysMloyvC8/s320/kermit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424052779530389778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YbkCxe_5I/AAAAAAAAERY/yhBovPOaurg/s1600-h/bow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YbkCxe_5I/AAAAAAAAERY/yhBovPOaurg/s320/bow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424053107248005010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Lady Gaga, you are so crazy, but you never cease to intrigue me. Props, Gaga, props.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Step Closer to Social Security Benefits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0Yb6FmkFyI/AAAAAAAAERg/lPkRUhIKsfs/s1600-h/DSC09277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0Yb6FmkFyI/AAAAAAAAERg/lPkRUhIKsfs/s320/DSC09277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424053485964629794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;23rd birthday celebration at Disneyland. Holla!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Baby Brother Is Becoming an Adult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YcxAqSuYI/AAAAAAAAERo/EROG6Gq3VXw/s1600-h/PICT0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YcxAqSuYI/AAAAAAAAERo/EROG6Gq3VXw/s320/PICT0776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424054429530896770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when this fool came home from the hospital. Now he's a sophomore in college? I really am getting old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Fantasy Sports is NOT A Waste of Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YeIgM9sgI/AAAAAAAAERw/0mAt60EaKq0/s1600-h/picks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YeIgM9sgI/AAAAAAAAERw/0mAt60EaKq0/s320/picks2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424055932646437378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;December 14, 2009 - a day I will never forget. I was walking to my car and noticed one missed call and a voicemail from an "unknown" number. I assumed it was a telemarketer so I listened to the message so I can confirm it and delete it. Much to my surprise, it was Ashley from Southwest Airlines calling to inform me that I had won Week 9 of Yahoo!'s Fantasy Sports College Pick 'Em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;and can expect to receive 2 air tickets delivered to my door within the next three weeks; allowing me to fly anywhere in the U.S. that Southwest flies to. I nearly pee'd in my pants with excitement. Case in point: fantasy sports actually has a purpose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barack Obama is a BAMF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YetamDG3I/AAAAAAAAER4/Qco5xu4OQro/s1600-h/obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YetamDG3I/AAAAAAAAER4/Qco5xu4OQro/s320/obama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424056566796196722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Greatest. Hat. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YfO0fjD-I/AAAAAAAAESA/gfq0MJRjMgM/s1600-h/aretha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YfO0fjD-I/AAAAAAAAESA/gfq0MJRjMgM/s320/aretha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424057140683935714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;don't ever forget it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trashy TV Never Goes Out of Style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YftPv9K3I/AAAAAAAAESI/jamv20gW6Gk/s1600-h/jerz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0YftPv9K3I/AAAAAAAAESI/jamv20gW6Gk/s320/jerz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424057663396588402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;After finally getting over The Hills, MTV gives me another guilty pleasure to obsess over. Thanks MTV. I can't even say or hear the word "situation" without thinking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Here's to saying goodbye to 2009 and saying hello to what I hope to be a very exciting 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-3182985746806691683?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/3182985746806691683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/01/looking-back-on-2009-man-im-slacker.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/3182985746806691683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/3182985746806691683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2010/01/looking-back-on-2009-man-im-slacker.html' title='Looking Back on 2009 - Man I&apos;m a Slacker.'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/S0ULZj5se4I/AAAAAAAAEQA/eESqtqE0krk/s72-c/aria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-2234296297659710806</id><published>2009-12-23T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T15:50:04.088-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shaadi.Com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nadya Suleman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Octomom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best of 2009'/><title type='text'>Parts 7, 8, and 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Christmas is right around the corner! I've been busy with all of the holiday madness lately and as a result, I have been slacking. To make up for it, today I will make it a 3fer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;BIGGEST TRAINWRECK OF 2009: OCTOMOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SzKojiU7GiI/AAAAAAAAEPM/iZSi9ZvvMl4/s1600-h/nadya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SzKojiU7GiI/AAAAAAAAEPM/iZSi9ZvvMl4/s320/nadya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418578630143580706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Oh wow, this woman just delivered 8 babies successfully. Wait what? She already has 6 kids? OH HECK NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;MOST ANNOYING TEEN OBSESSION OF 2009: TWILIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SzKp3UelTMI/AAAAAAAAEPU/z1PzTAP8s2c/s1600-h/ROB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SzKp3UelTMI/AAAAAAAAEPU/z1PzTAP8s2c/s320/ROB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418580069535009986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I don't know what the hooplah is about. Maybe I am too old for this to understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;MOST ENTERTAINING BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; ENTRY OF 2009: MEESA'S HUNT FOR A GOOD BROWN MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SzKruoIdTyI/AAAAAAAAEPc/yMRgXHKlMBI/s1600-h/SH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SzKruoIdTyI/AAAAAAAAEPc/yMRgXHKlMBI/s320/SH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418582119215353634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHHA..I love Meesa's determination! Not sure if I will ever pick one from the blog, but all I can promise is you will get to wear a sari at my wedding - when is it and with who? I don't know yet =] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-2234296297659710806?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/2234296297659710806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/12/parts-7-8-and-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/2234296297659710806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/2234296297659710806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/12/parts-7-8-and-9.html' title='Parts 7, 8, and 9'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SzKojiU7GiI/AAAAAAAAEPM/iZSi9ZvvMl4/s72-c/nadya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-7629553826317423281</id><published>2009-12-20T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T08:35:36.777-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dodgers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dugout Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Angeles Lakers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best of 2009'/><title type='text'>Looking Back on 2009 Part 6 - Cousins Can Hook It Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;NEW EXPERIENCES IN 2009 - AWESOME SEATS AT SPORTING EVENTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sy5P4Ep3ymI/AAAAAAAAEOU/8jO148HKvC0/s1600-h/IMG_9728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sy5P4Ep3ymI/AAAAAAAAEOU/8jO148HKvC0/s320/IMG_9728.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417355226513918562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sy5RXYXxehI/AAAAAAAAEPE/IdlT1vZpt_0/s1600-h/lakers2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sy5RXYXxehI/AAAAAAAAEPE/IdlT1vZpt_0/s320/lakers2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417356863894288914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Dugout seats at a Dodgers game, section 106 at a Lakers game...2009 was definitely the year of finally getting the chance to see LA teams as close as possible. A first for me this year and hopefully not the last! I have excellent cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-7629553826317423281?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/7629553826317423281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-back-on-2009-part-6-cousins-can.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/7629553826317423281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/7629553826317423281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-back-on-2009-part-6-cousins-can.html' title='Looking Back on 2009 Part 6 - Cousins Can Hook It Up'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sy5P4Ep3ymI/AAAAAAAAEOU/8jO148HKvC0/s72-c/IMG_9728.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-4193771744809079341</id><published>2009-12-19T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T10:58:42.857-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffoon Repellent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best of 2009'/><title type='text'>Looking Back on 2009 Part 5 -  Attempts to Conjure Up Some Buffoon Repellent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;THE BIGGEST WASTE OF MY TIME IN 2009 - ELIMINATING MORONS FROM MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sy0hP1-F_2I/AAAAAAAAEOM/FiMDqIUbtj4/s1600-h/lolcat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sy0hP1-F_2I/AAAAAAAAEOM/FiMDqIUbtj4/s320/lolcat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417022482865848162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Unfortunately it's true. Morons cling to me like a Bounce Dryer Sheet on a wool sweater. I spent much of this year fighting them away. Talk to da hand cuz da face ain't lisssstennnin'. Peace out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-4193771744809079341?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/4193771744809079341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-back-on-2009-part-5-attempts-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4193771744809079341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4193771744809079341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-back-on-2009-part-5-attempts-to.html' title='Looking Back on 2009 Part 5 -  Attempts to Conjure Up Some Buffoon Repellent'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sy0hP1-F_2I/AAAAAAAAEOM/FiMDqIUbtj4/s72-c/lolcat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-3801642056943141290</id><published>2009-12-18T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T16:29:57.649-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hangover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best of 2009'/><title type='text'>Looking Back on 2009 Part 4 - Best Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;THE BEST MOVIE OF 2009 - THE HANGOVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SyweEuwewjI/AAAAAAAAEOE/88O7_ctw5-Y/s1600-h/hangover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SyweEuwewjI/AAAAAAAAEOE/88O7_ctw5-Y/s320/hangover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416737518439547442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;no brainer man. Is Caesar's Palace pager friendly? You bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honorable mention: UP. I was bawling. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-3801642056943141290?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/3801642056943141290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-back-on-2009-part-4-best-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/3801642056943141290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/3801642056943141290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-back-on-2009-part-4-best-movie.html' title='Looking Back on 2009 Part 4 - Best Movie'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SyweEuwewjI/AAAAAAAAEOE/88O7_ctw5-Y/s72-c/hangover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-129656859266831537</id><published>2009-12-17T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T11:30:27.639-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ron Artest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best of 2009'/><title type='text'>Looking Back on 2009 Part 3 - Professional Athletes Making my Meals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;THE BEST MOMENT OF 2009: HANGING OUT WITH RON ARTEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SyqGSRd61xI/AAAAAAAAEN8/-mn2jzzym3o/s1600-h/16136_648333522324_6300473_36510446_7349094_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SyqGSRd61xI/AAAAAAAAEN8/-mn2jzzym3o/s320/16136_648333522324_6300473_36510446_7349094_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416289150351103762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I still can't get over it! I won the opportunity to hang out with former Defensive Player of the Year Ron Artest! One of the best days of 2009, if not my life! Thank you Mitch Kupchak for bringing one of the coolest guys in the league to LA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;How many people can say that they got to play Lakers Monopoly, two hand touch football, and ate grilled hot dogs and hamburgers on the beach with a starting forward for the Lakers? Not many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Coolest. Day. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-129656859266831537?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/129656859266831537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-back-on-2009-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/129656859266831537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/129656859266831537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-back-on-2009-part-3.html' title='Looking Back on 2009 Part 3 - Professional Athletes Making my Meals'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SyqGSRd61xI/AAAAAAAAEN8/-mn2jzzym3o/s72-c/16136_648333522324_6300473_36510446_7349094_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-1733020479856988981</id><published>2009-12-16T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:20:31.676-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Jewboy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ BAHLER'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid Cudi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion Pit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best of 2009'/><title type='text'>Looking Back on 2009 Part 2 - Best New Album</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEST ALBUM OF 2009: KiD CuDi - MAN ON THE MOON THE END OF DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Syk1C-DZWtI/AAAAAAAAENk/vXw-V4F3f18/s1600-h/cudi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Syk1C-DZWtI/AAAAAAAAENk/vXw-V4F3f18/s320/cudi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415918352022985426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best collabs, best beats, best lyrics, all killer no filler. You go Kid Cudi, you go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;honorable mentions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Passion Pit : Manners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Syk18H_42vI/AAAAAAAAENs/gK9xUIllq6E/s1600-h/passion-pit-manners.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Syk18H_42vI/AAAAAAAAENs/gK9xUIllq6E/s200/passion-pit-manners.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415919333945170674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ BAHLER and DJ Jewboy : Boy vs. Goy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Syk2S5jk-FI/AAAAAAAAEN0/Vh9qKa0erw0/s1600-h/dj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Syk2S5jk-FI/AAAAAAAAEN0/Vh9qKa0erw0/s320/dj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415919725205321810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-1733020479856988981?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/1733020479856988981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-back-on-2009-part-2-best-album.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/1733020479856988981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/1733020479856988981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-back-on-2009-part-2-best-album.html' title='Looking Back on 2009 Part 2 - Best New Album'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Syk1C-DZWtI/AAAAAAAAENk/vXw-V4F3f18/s72-c/cudi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-2120110201393399752</id><published>2009-12-15T09:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T11:30:58.999-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010 Golden Globe Nominations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Modern Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best of 2009'/><title type='text'>Looking Back on 2009 Best New TV Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;We're quickly approaching 2010, so starting today I will blog daily about my opinions on the best (and maybe worst) of 2009 - in my life and elsewhere in the world. Let's get started.&lt;br /&gt;Today: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE BEST NEW TV SHOW OF 2009 : MODERN FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SyfExGpMInI/AAAAAAAAENc/jGG5QdFHSjY/s1600-h/MODERN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 468px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SyfExGpMInI/AAAAAAAAENc/jGG5QdFHSjY/s320/MODERN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415513424812319346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Hands down &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Modern Family&lt;/span&gt; was the best new television show this year. Wednesdays just got really exciting because of it. There hasn't been a single boring episode yet and apparently others agree because it just got nominated for a Golden Globe today - for Best Comedy!! holllerrrr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-2120110201393399752?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/2120110201393399752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-back-on-2009-best-new-tv-show.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/2120110201393399752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/2120110201393399752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-back-on-2009-best-new-tv-show.html' title='Looking Back on 2009 Best New TV Show'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SyfExGpMInI/AAAAAAAAENc/jGG5QdFHSjY/s72-c/MODERN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-7706147758478706828</id><published>2009-12-06T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T08:25:06.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Yeah, LeBron's buzzer beater during the playoffs was pretty sweet, but that was a set play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kobe's buzzer beater was just glorious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/86Ni0ZzkyVE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/86Ni0ZzkyVE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-7706147758478706828?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/7706147758478706828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/7706147758478706828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/7706147758478706828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-up.html' title='What Up'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-3240421666435698293</id><published>2009-12-03T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T08:19:02.779-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey Glassman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiger Woods'/><title type='text'>Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sxfiop_6S1I/AAAAAAAAELc/etZ6UKjlnu4/s1600-h/JGHG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sxfiop_6S1I/AAAAAAAAELc/etZ6UKjlnu4/s400/JGHG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411042665405500242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shut up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SxfiRU1znwI/AAAAAAAAELU/X8DFWsXD6X8/s1600-h/crashers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SxfiRU1znwI/AAAAAAAAELU/X8DFWsXD6X8/s400/crashers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411042264588984066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;shut up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SxfjQTsB_0I/AAAAAAAAELk/NOgoIWEcyfk/s1600-h/tiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SxfjQTsB_0I/AAAAAAAAELk/NOgoIWEcyfk/s400/tiger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411043346611306306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whyyyyy!!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SxfjjjiRS6I/AAAAAAAAELs/fFNyTi_xv14/s1600-h/elin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SxfjjjiRS6I/AAAAAAAAELs/fFNyTi_xv14/s400/elin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411043677282847650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;lady be crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SxfkRkfiSwI/AAAAAAAAEL0/9Y-XJPI0YUY/s1600-h/nets.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SxfkRkfiSwI/AAAAAAAAEL0/9Y-XJPI0YUY/s400/nets.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411044467813796610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;epic fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-3240421666435698293?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/3240421666435698293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/12/part-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/3240421666435698293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/3240421666435698293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/12/part-2.html' title='Part 2'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sxfiop_6S1I/AAAAAAAAELc/etZ6UKjlnu4/s72-c/JGHG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-6262141925064329898</id><published>2009-11-26T11:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T08:17:56.768-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Friday 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>It's Doesn't Get Any More American Than This</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Overeating, football games, family time, and shopping for sweaters 50% off at 4am while trampling an 80 year old grandma in the process - it's Thanksgiving time y'all; one of MY FAVORITE holidays of the year. I'm thankful for my family, friends, cousin trips, the iPhone, Wikipedia, and the Los Angeles Lakers. Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;P.S. It's been almost a month since my last entry. my bad. I'm in my own little blog clog like the one going over at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.itsameeracle.blogspot.com/"&gt; Sameer's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsameeracle.blogspot.com/"&gt; page.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I will resume my blogging ways some time soon. holla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-6262141925064329898?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/6262141925064329898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-doesnt-get-any-more-american-than.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6262141925064329898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6262141925064329898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-doesnt-get-any-more-american-than.html' title='It&apos;s Doesn&apos;t Get Any More American Than This'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-1556484833046563549</id><published>2009-10-28T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T09:15:21.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LATISSE side effects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooke Shields Commercials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LATISSE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conjunctivitis'/><title type='text'>What an Outrage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;       I'm considering changing the title of my blog to &lt;i&gt;This is an Outrage&lt;/i&gt; because all I seem to enjoy writing about are things outrageous in nature. What's ridiculous now? I'll tell you what:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     LATISSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;®&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; (bimatoprost ophthalmic solution) 0.03%&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Brooke Shields promotes this thing like mad on television but in case you haven't seen it yet, it's a new prescription medicine that essentially extends your eyelashes. What the heck? Prescription medication for eyelashes? I don't care if your lashes are "too short" - get some fake ones if it is bothering you so much! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Do eyelashes serve any other purpose besides protecting you from dust particles? No. &lt;/span&gt;I do not understand why anyone would want to take some prescription strength for something so ridiculous..not worth the risk! What are the risks you ask? Discoloration and or/infection of your eyelids, conjunctivitis, corneal ulcers, eye or eyelid discharge, inflammation, irritation, pain, or swelling; severe or persistent burning, dryness, itching, or redness of the eye; severe or persistent eye fatigue; vision changes. It's not even a permanent thing - your eyelashes will be short again over time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;whoa there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CORNEAL ULCERS? REDDISH-PURPLE SWOLLEN EYELIDS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Well at least you'll have nice long lashes, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-1556484833046563549?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/1556484833046563549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-outrage.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/1556484833046563549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/1556484833046563549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-outrage.html' title='What an Outrage'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-898855008298131601</id><published>2009-10-20T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T22:54:18.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Angeles River'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LAUSD Cancels Field Trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Economy Affecting Schools'/><title type='text'>The World is Coming to an End</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;So this past Sunday I was celebrating &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diwali"&gt;Diwali&lt;/a&gt; with family and friends in Torrance. Serious Lakers discussions were taking place when all of a sudden I heard Bobby (who is 12) complaining about having to go to school the next day. Given he goes to the same middle school that I did, I started asking him which classes he was taking and who were his teachers. Surprisingly, my P.E. teacher (who appeared to be at least 64 years of age in 1998) is still a P.E. teacher. But, I digress. Anywho, this was the latter part of our conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So are you going to take marine bio as your elective next year?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bobby: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No I don't think I want to&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me: [shocked]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;What! Why not? You get to go on the coolest field trips to Catalina and Sea World and stuff&lt;i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bobby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;:&lt;i&gt;Really? I doubt that's the case any more&lt;i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;:&lt;i&gt;Why not?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bobby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;:&lt;i&gt;Since the economy is so bad, all of the schools are canceling field trips. We rarely go on them anymore. The only one I have been to was to the LA River and all we did was clean it. We got to pull a mattress out of there.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/St31lB42u_I/AAAAAAAAEFY/F7O61eLUWuo/s1600-h/83838319.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/St31lB42u_I/AAAAAAAAEFY/F7O61eLUWuo/s400/83838319.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394737945170590706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dang this bloody economy! THE CHILDREN ARE SUFFERING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/St32izERF9I/AAAAAAAAEFg/ADnxgnUXOyo/s1600-h/LARIVER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/St32izERF9I/AAAAAAAAEFg/ADnxgnUXOyo/s400/LARIVER.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394739006343813074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-898855008298131601?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/898855008298131601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/10/world-is-coming-to-end.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/898855008298131601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/898855008298131601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/10/world-is-coming-to-end.html' title='The World is Coming to an End'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/St31lB42u_I/AAAAAAAAEFY/F7O61eLUWuo/s72-c/83838319.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-6490505853657723870</id><published>2009-10-15T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T19:57:38.981-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CO2 Emissions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Climate Change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Action Day 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Action Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EPA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Al Gore'/><title type='text'>Blog Action Day 2009: Climate Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;So today is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blogactionday.org/"&gt;Blog Action Day&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;and this year's topic is climate change. While there are a lot of theories both in favor and against the belief that global warming is a legitimate environmental issue, I am a strong believer that this is something we should all be concerned about. The deadliest effects of climate change include economic downturn, the spread of various diseases, polar ice caps melting, warmer waters that can result in frequent hurricanes, and more frequent heat waves and droughts. You may be thinking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;isn't this already happening??&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, I'm thinking that as well. It rained heavily for the last two days in California and today it was sunny and 93 degrees (and it's October?) If this isn't a result of global warming, then I don't know what is. Want more proof? There was a dang tornado in Moreno Valley not too long ago - how do you explain that? In all seriousness, climate change should be on everyone's minds.   If you haven't already, I would strongly suggest reading Al Gore's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An Inconvenient Truth&lt;/span&gt; to get a better understanding of what is happening around the world in regards to climate change. It is disappointing that many people believe this is a political issue and that global warming is some sort of governmental conspiracy...it really isn't.  The proof is in the pictures....the data is there. Neither aliens nor the Democratic Party caused this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to calculate my carbon footprint in my Ecology and Evolution class in college a few years back using this site..check it out it's pretty insane:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.climatecrisis.net/takeaction/carboncalculator/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countries by Carbon Dioxide Emissions via Burning of Fossil Fuels:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/StfOEz0wJNI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/KMsaUvdeJw4/s1600-h/co2emissions.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 517px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/StfOEz0wJNI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/KMsaUvdeJw4/s400/co2emissions.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393005660825724114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;source: Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Basically, we all need to cool it...especially the industrialized nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.blogactionday.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-6490505853657723870?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/6490505853657723870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-action-day-2009-climate-change.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6490505853657723870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6490505853657723870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-action-day-2009-climate-change.html' title='Blog Action Day 2009: Climate Change'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/StfOEz0wJNI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/KMsaUvdeJw4/s72-c/co2emissions.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-4734270186472247818</id><published>2009-10-13T12:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T08:16:40.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tax on Juice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Americans Against Food Taxes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tax on Soda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AAFT'/><title type='text'>Americans Against Food Taxes</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sxIwwrO2JYg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sxIwwrO2JYg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;LOL! Is this advertisement FOREAL? It appears that the red head in this commercial along with a group of lobbyists know as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Americans Against Food Taxes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; are launching an attack on the proposed tax hike on juices and sodas. I think the best argument this woman brings up is that she "needs to feed her family." Wait, what? Feed your children some soda? Now let's be clear here: I used to be a soda enthusiast myself and would also probably be devastated if there were a proposed tax hike on soda circa 1995. Here's the difference though - that was a time period when not many people were using the Internet at home, parents actually had control of their children and could impose limits on video game usage, and people knew what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;physical education&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;actually was. Yeah, I said it, ex-er-cise. We used to move around and have rapid metabolisms! Kids used to chill outdoors all the time and being fat was a major faux pas. Basically, we could drink soda all day and not have to worry about our weight. Unfortunately this is not the case anymore. For me personally, I have been stricken with old age and my metabolism is on the decline; furthermore, I have discovered that soda can cause cancer....that being said, I am no longer on Team Soda. Apparently, the AAFT is though and this is bad news. Red headed woman: you need to feed your children something with nutritional value mujer! It is probably better that soda is taxed so your kids won't be chunky and stricken with diabetes. Haven't these people ever heard of water? Epic fail Americans Against Food Taxes EPIC FAIL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-4734270186472247818?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/4734270186472247818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/10/americans-against-food-taxes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4734270186472247818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4734270186472247818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/10/americans-against-food-taxes.html' title='Americans Against Food Taxes'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-6334474020098998219</id><published>2009-10-08T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T11:41:14.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new fall shows 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flash Forward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ty Burrell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Modern Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community'/><title type='text'>Fall Television Overload</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;After a summer full of syndicated shows from the 90s and random Food Network and Bravo marathons, I was definitely looking forward to the return of my favorite shows during the fall season. With the exception of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;The Office&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Jeopardy!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, most of the shows I religiously follow are actually on cable networks. That being said, this all changed in recent weeks. With all these new shows in the fall lineup, network television has become awesome again and let me just say, it hasn't been awesome since ABC had T.G.I.F. - what up Steven Q. Urkel! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Community - NBC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Ss4vgpfiksI/AAAAAAAAEFA/lI-h05GNfbM/s1600-h/community.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Ss4vgpfiksI/AAAAAAAAEFA/lI-h05GNfbM/s400/community.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390298041949524674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Being a huge fan of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;The Soup&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;, I had to make sure to watch Joel McHale's new show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Community&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;. I love the storyline and the characters are hilarious. So far the first three episodes have been great and I think the show is going to be a hit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;My Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;★★★★ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Modern Family - ABC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Ss4wWN-SQ6I/AAAAAAAAEFI/mZnvdhC79FA/s1600-h/modernfam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Ss4wWN-SQ6I/AAAAAAAAEFI/mZnvdhC79FA/s400/modernfam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390298962275222434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;If you haven't noticed, I love comedies. That being said, after seeing the previews, I also decided to check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Modern Family&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;. Although stereotypical at times with the different families, this show is awesome. My favorite character is definitely Phil (Ty Burrell) - the lame dad who tries really hard to be cool and with it. Dancing to High School Musical songs and texting his homies - you go poser dad you go! I make it a point to catch it whenever it's on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;My Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;★★★★.5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;yeah I don't know how to make a half star &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Flash Forward - ABC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Ss4uord_M5I/AAAAAAAAEE4/pnJq21VBA5o/s1600-h/flashforward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Ss4uord_M5I/AAAAAAAAEE4/pnJq21VBA5o/s400/flashforward.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390297080407208850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;When I saw the commercials for this, I was seriously blown away and wanted to watch, but I told myself no because I simply cannot follow this many shows! I don't watch shows casually either so I knew I couldn't add another to my television schedule..too much dedication into something I shouldn't really be dedicated to at all. Sure enough, leave it to my trusty friend Bonni to watch it and tell me how good it is. Great. I knew I was going to get sucked in. I decided to watch the first episode online and the 2nd one when it aired on TV - holy heck this show is bomb! If I could recommend one show you should be watching, it should be this. There's a new episode on tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;My Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;★★★★★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I plan on only watching these three new shows and nothing else! Don't recommend I watch any more please, or else I may have to call up homegirl Jenny Craig to help me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-6334474020098998219?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/6334474020098998219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-television-overload.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6334474020098998219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6334474020098998219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-television-overload.html' title='Fall Television Overload'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Ss4vgpfiksI/AAAAAAAAEFA/lI-h05GNfbM/s72-c/community.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-4697543345557443652</id><published>2009-09-27T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T09:01:52.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blake Griffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA Season 2009-2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JJ Redick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ron Artest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mitch Kupchak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='United States Russia Foreign Policy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA Season Starts'/><title type='text'>It's Almost Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.countdownclockcodes.com/cd/ccc-sports/show.swf?clickURL=http://www.countdownclockcodes.com/&amp;amp;clickLABEL=MySpace%20Countdowns&amp;amp;flashLABEL=Countdown%20Clock%20Codes&amp;amp;skin=http://www.countdownclockcodes.com/cd/ccc-sports/skins/11.jpg&amp;amp;text=NBA%202009%2D10%20Season%20Tipoff%21&amp;amp;untilColor=16777215&amp;amp;textColor=16777215&amp;amp;datesColor=16776960&amp;amp;year=2009&amp;amp;month=9&amp;amp;day=27&amp;amp;hour=14&amp;amp;minute=30&amp;amp;second=0&amp;amp;x=6&amp;amp;y=77" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="countdown" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! NBA season is right around the corner! (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!). Is Ron Artest going to play all 82 games this time? Are the Clippers actually going to make it to the playoffs this time now that they have Blake Griffin? Will Shaq win a ring for the King? Is Doc Rivers going to finally rid himself of Rajon Rondo? Should I take CP3 over LeBron if I get the number one pick in my draft? Will Lamar Odom's wedding to Khloe Kardashian last the entire season? Will I actually befriend someone who has NBA League Pass? Will somebody finally slap J.R. Smith upside the head? Can A-I get his groove back? When will JJ Redick propose to me? Or what about Chris Mihm? Is the Vince Carter trade going to help or hurt Orlando? Can Mitch Kupchak send Luke Walton to Memphis in exchange for another all star? Can the United States ever truly establish dipolmatic relations with Russia or are we headed for a second Cold War? Hey there are other things on my mind other than the upcoming NBA season you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-4697543345557443652?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/4697543345557443652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-almost-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4697543345557443652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4697543345557443652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-almost-time.html' title='It&apos;s Almost Time!'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-1594528574734566594</id><published>2009-09-25T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:43:07.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greeting Card Dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missing Greeting Card Spots'/><title type='text'>Greeting Cards = More Frustrating Than You Think</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;The biggest question of our time: when I put in X amount of socks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;into&lt;/span&gt; the dryer, how come (X-7)  socks come &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;out&lt;/span&gt; of the dryer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second biggest question of our time: when I'm browsing through greeting cards and decide I don't like a particular one, how come I can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; find where to put it back after I'm done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest question is universal, the second biggest - I'm not sure. Maybe I'm the only one with this issue who knows. Every time I go to the greeting card section of a store (like today), I pick a card, read it, and when I decide that I don't want it, I can never find where it goes!! How does this even happen? I even make an extra effort to remember where I got it from and I do not suffer from Alzheimer's. This is some sort of government conspiracy I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sr2YIMnpbhI/AAAAAAAAEEY/BnnkaBLAF6g/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sr2YIMnpbhI/AAAAAAAAEEY/BnnkaBLAF6g/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385627995998875154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Am I missing something?  Where does it go? I picked it up from this section....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-1594528574734566594?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/1594528574734566594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/09/greeting-cards-more-frustrating-than.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/1594528574734566594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/1594528574734566594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/09/greeting-cards-more-frustrating-than.html' title='Greeting Cards = More Frustrating Than You Think'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sr2YIMnpbhI/AAAAAAAAEEY/BnnkaBLAF6g/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-6121707917256952011</id><published>2009-09-14T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:32:44.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady Gaga VMA Outfits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kanye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joe Wilson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jay-Z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kanye West Taylor Swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Mama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alicia Keys'/><title type='text'>What a Week It Has Been</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sq73xUvKmhI/AAAAAAAAD6A/42pJ5kKEtqY/s1600-h/24432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sq73xUvKmhI/AAAAAAAAD6A/42pJ5kKEtqY/s400/24432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381511031506508306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sq74WNuaHvI/AAAAAAAAD6I/SAfkY0xk7_w/s1600-h/usopen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sq74WNuaHvI/AAAAAAAAD6I/SAfkY0xk7_w/s400/usopen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381511665279442674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sq74-bE5OwI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/xib1mosGkDY/s1600-h/vma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sq74-bE5OwI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/xib1mosGkDY/s400/vma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381512356058184450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sq75kWg2ocI/AAAAAAAAD6g/WX0D-XW9-4o/s1600-h/392939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sq75kWg2ocI/AAAAAAAAD6g/WX0D-XW9-4o/s400/392939.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381513007668306370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sq76EXBs_dI/AAAAAAAAD6o/3meTVNz_m-U/s1600-h/330w0sk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sq76EXBs_dI/AAAAAAAAD6o/3meTVNz_m-U/s400/330w0sk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381513557561900498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sq76jR-irzI/AAAAAAAAD6w/otBmTvkPiAw/s1600-h/1000083001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 231px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sq76jR-irzI/AAAAAAAAD6w/otBmTvkPiAw/s400/1000083001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381514088782409522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;........... (?!?!!?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sq77SXlsfPI/AAAAAAAAD7A/qnVY-W5f1cA/s1600-h/jay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sq77SXlsfPI/AAAAAAAAD7A/qnVY-W5f1cA/s400/jay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381514897742658802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;just leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-6121707917256952011?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/6121707917256952011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-week-it-has-been.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6121707917256952011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6121707917256952011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-week-it-has-been.html' title='What a Week It Has Been'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sq73xUvKmhI/AAAAAAAAD6A/42pJ5kKEtqY/s72-c/24432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-4566669776917976411</id><published>2009-09-10T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:29:31.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Republican Who Yelled You Lie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joe Wilson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama Speech Heckler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Lie'/><title type='text'>Revelation in My Life: I Really Don't Dig Joes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Joe the Plumber, Joe Sixpack, Joe Stalin and now Joe Wilson. boooo on all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SqnrcE7-6yI/AAAAAAAAD54/vR4KX2v8qWc/s1600-h/20090909-You-Lie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SqnrcE7-6yI/AAAAAAAAD54/vR4KX2v8qWc/s400/20090909-You-Lie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380090097464961826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-4566669776917976411?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/4566669776917976411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/09/revelation-in-my-life-i-really-dont-dig.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4566669776917976411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4566669776917976411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/09/revelation-in-my-life-i-really-dont-dig.html' title='Revelation in My Life: I Really Don&apos;t Dig Joes'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SqnrcE7-6yI/AAAAAAAAD54/vR4KX2v8qWc/s72-c/20090909-You-Lie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-6125167644882720302</id><published>2009-09-04T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:30:39.558-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid Gets Gypped'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jif'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jif Peanut Butter Commercial'/><title type='text'>The People Over at Jif Peanut Butter Live in a Utopian Society</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AdYFVN35h5w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AdYFVN35h5w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;       Whenever I see this commercial on TV, I shake my head in displeasure. So, only one piece of bread left and there's two hungry children. &lt;i&gt;What EVER will mom do?&lt;/i&gt; She does the smart thing: tell them to split it and little Cody makes it clear that he wants the bigger piece - thus implying that the larger half is in high demand. Mom decides to let the older kid cut it [as should be the case in any house!!] but then pulls a pretty slick fast one and lets the little tyke pick which piece he wants! Obviously he picks the bigger piece. The commercial ends with the little kid cheesin' real hard and rubs it in his brother's face by saying, "I got a pretty big half!" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and the older brother agrees and SMILES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh heck no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what normal household would a child who just got gypped by their mother be happy that their younger brother got the bigger half of a PB-smothered piece of bread? Here's the answer: that would never happen. It definitely would have never happened with my younger brother and me that's for sure. Get real Jif!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When looking for the commercial on YouTube, I was going through the comments and found this gem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SqGNFdcA5YI/AAAAAAAAD5w/rG8iNDzxlVo/s1600-h/JIFCOMMENT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 105px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SqGNFdcA5YI/AAAAAAAAD5w/rG8iNDzxlVo/s320/JIFCOMMENT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377734554998072706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Glad to see someone else in this world realizes how idealistic this commercial is. Thank you random youtube commenter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;P.S. - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SqGNFdcA5YI/AAAAAAAAD5w/rG8iNDzxlVo/s1600-h/JIFCOMMENT.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I  believe Godzilla enjoys pie as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-6125167644882720302?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/6125167644882720302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/09/people-over-at-jif-peanut-butter-live.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6125167644882720302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6125167644882720302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/09/people-over-at-jif-peanut-butter-live.html' title='The People Over at Jif Peanut Butter Live in a Utopian Society'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SqGNFdcA5YI/AAAAAAAAD5w/rG8iNDzxlVo/s72-c/JIFCOMMENT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-7962835470179564628</id><published>2009-08-29T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:34:09.064-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rajon Rondo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marvin Williams Fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rondo Walking the Dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston Celtics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rondo Ball Roll'/><title type='text'>NBA Players I Hate: Rajon Rondo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SplI606_ybI/AAAAAAAAD5I/ks1xpqLgnFk/s1600-h/rondo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 396px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SplI606_ybI/AAAAAAAAD5I/ks1xpqLgnFk/s320/rondo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375407805719103922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Name:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Rajon Pierre Rondo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hometown:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Louisville, Kentucky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Team:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; Bawwwstin Celtics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Annoying Me Since:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; April 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;The Problem:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; doesn't realize he's supposed to be playing basketball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I used to like Rajon Rondo actually. He was a fantastic player last season and has a lot of potential. I even almost got him via a trade in my fantasy league, until the other person involved realized how Rondo was among the leaders in assists. Needless to say, he canceled the trade proposal. Fast forward to the 2009 Playoffs: Rondo got on my last nerve. He threw Kirk Hinrich against the scorer's table, committed a really hard foul on Brad Miller and gave him 5 mouth stitches as a result, and has developed the habit of letting the ball roll all the way to mid court before actually picking it up and dribbling; in order to prevent the shot clock from starting? That's not how you play the game sir! And why is he getting away with all his hard fouls? He wasn't reprimanded at all during the playoff run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SplMlbffYUI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/KkLXjIlkiW4/s1600-h/lakers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SplMlbffYUI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/KkLXjIlkiW4/s320/lakers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375411836162105666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;He tried to start something with Kobe and a few other lakers too this season but Kobe was like NUH UH RAJON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Remember when Marvin Williams bodyslammed Rondo to the ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SplLcfFED6I/AAAAAAAAD5Q/N1KZupydKgo/s1600-h/williamsrondo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SplLcfFED6I/AAAAAAAAD5Q/N1KZupydKgo/s320/williamsrondo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375410582994554786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I rejoiced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-7962835470179564628?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/7962835470179564628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/08/nba-players-i-hate-rajon-rondo.html#comment-form' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/7962835470179564628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/7962835470179564628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/08/nba-players-i-hate-rajon-rondo.html' title='NBA Players I Hate: Rajon Rondo'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SplI606_ybI/AAAAAAAAD5I/ks1xpqLgnFk/s72-c/rondo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-6665428015186752396</id><published>2009-08-28T14:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T14:53:50.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worse than Rside? great</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SphRuAPAQrI/AAAAAAAAD5A/cCVkjXEtiE8/s1600-h/weather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 439px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SphRuAPAQrI/AAAAAAAAD5A/cCVkjXEtiE8/s320/weather.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375136006045450930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SphQj5lXoXI/AAAAAAAAD44/acwaVvapKpw/s1600-h/weather.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-6665428015186752396?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/6665428015186752396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/08/worse-than-rside-great.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6665428015186752396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6665428015186752396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/08/worse-than-rside-great.html' title='Worse than Rside? great'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SphRuAPAQrI/AAAAAAAAD5A/cCVkjXEtiE8/s72-c/weather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-1751950462530262402</id><published>2009-08-16T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:31:09.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unwanted text messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random texts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indonesian texters'/><title type='text'>Leave Me Alone Indonesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Ya Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; man, the title says it all. Whether it's someone I know and would no longer like to know, or some random person overseas consistently texting me in error, I get my fair share of unwanted text messages..story of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;For as long as I have had my current phone number, I can expect to receive 1-2 texts from somebody in Indonesia annually. Who is the culprit? Someone who strongly believes I am their friend Frengky and that I need to be texted every 12 months or so (once a year? Lame friend if you ask me...just sayin'). I usually just ignore it but tonight, I decided to put my foot down.  I received a message from that same person and decided to text back and tell them I'm over this! No luck:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sojqoqj8RKI/AAAAAAAAD4o/IJrftXhSNVU/s1600-h/text.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sojqoqj8RKI/AAAAAAAAD4o/IJrftXhSNVU/s400/text.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370800539980022946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Translation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;1- FREE MAC FRENGKY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;2 - Who are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;1 - I Frengky, previously came with Yelly, the friend Yoseph. Do you remember me or no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;2- I'm sorry, but you have the wrong number. This is an American phone number and I do not know a Yoseph or Frengky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;1- WHO IS THIS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I also later got another text shortly after that read "anda di boston kan, krn dulu sy pernah main kesana!!!!/ You would be in Boston, because previously I have played there!!!!"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I decided not to reply to those last 2 texts. Leave me alone you crazy Indonesian. Frengky is so over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-1751950462530262402?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/1751950462530262402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/08/leave-me-alone-indonesia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/1751950462530262402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/1751950462530262402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/08/leave-me-alone-indonesia.html' title='Leave Me Alone Indonesia'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sojqoqj8RKI/AAAAAAAAD4o/IJrftXhSNVU/s72-c/text.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-6870350434847257682</id><published>2009-07-25T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T15:21:16.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Visits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Midwest'/><title type='text'>Revelation in My Life: Midwesterners Dislike Me</title><content type='html'>I was looking at the visitor statistics of my blog and noticed something quite striking: part of the Midwest Region of America refuses to visit this site. I'm a little offended..I mean, not even one visitor! Nevadans would rather gamble than blog I am sure, Colorado kids have Nuggets games to watch and mountains to snowboard on, and Utah is Utah. I understand why people from these states may not be visiting; but the midwest? Oh come ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The white states indicate zero visitors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SmvYQySbHCI/AAAAAAAAD4A/dLHw3lXjBug/s1600-h/Map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 461px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SmvYQySbHCI/AAAAAAAAD4A/dLHw3lXjBug/s400/Map.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362617564203260962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montana, Wyoming, North and South Dakota, Nebraska..what's up you guys? Are you not feelin' this? Is there even internet over there? I honestly don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-6870350434847257682?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/6870350434847257682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/07/revelation-in-my-life-midwesterners.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6870350434847257682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6870350434847257682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/07/revelation-in-my-life-midwesterners.html' title='Revelation in My Life: Midwesterners Dislike Me'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SmvYQySbHCI/AAAAAAAAD4A/dLHw3lXjBug/s72-c/Map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-4395422597206495945</id><published>2009-07-22T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:35:03.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News Reporters are Being Abused Nationwide</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;How come when it's 95+ degrees outside ABC-7 News finds it necessary to send out Bob Banfield in a dress shirt and tie to give a report stating "Yes, it is extremely hot in Ontario right now.." ? Like we don't know that ourselves? When a large hurricane strikes in Florida, you can count on witnessing a reporter in the middle of it all wearing nothing but a t-shirt, weak poncho and a sorry hat on your nightly news confirming that why yes, there is a hurricane, just in case there was any doubt in your mind. Same thing with wildfires, tornadoes, and any other natural disaster. I have no problem with a news anchor sitting pretty INSIDE the station notifying me about disasters around the country, but I do not understand why there is a need to send out reporters to go out and talk about it. I'm currently sweating bullets inside my house..my phone says it is currently 97 degrees in Northridge and I believe it. Sure enough poor Amy Murphy of Fox 11 is standing in Sherman Oaks tomato red and quite possibly dehydrated right now as I watch her on TV telling me that it is "extremely hot right now." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;STOP THE ABUSE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-4395422597206495945?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/4395422597206495945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/07/news-reporters-are-being-abused.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4395422597206495945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4395422597206495945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/07/news-reporters-are-being-abused.html' title='News Reporters are Being Abused Nationwide'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-1359680224075237117</id><published>2009-07-20T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T21:35:38.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Making It Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indian Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Making it Rain at Indian Weddings'/><title type='text'>Indians: Making It Rain Since 1947</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Rappers, professional athletes, and Mother Nature all love to make it rain these days. It also appears that many people believe this is something new. Here's what most of the general population fails to realize: Indians [Asian not Native American..yes, I know they can literally make it rain with their rain dance, but I'm going to talk about the Asian Indians right now..] have been making it rain for years now; definitely long before Young Jeezy, Lil Wayne, or Andrew Bynum have been doing it. Weddings, birthdays, graduation parties - you name it, and you can count on several Indian Aunties and Uncles throwing the cash around like money ain't a thang. I would have to say weddings are when they definitely go all out. From my own personal experiences, once everyone hits the dance floor, you begin to notice money flying all over the place. Not too long ago I attended a wedding reception in Bakersfield and at the end of the night, there was so much money that the maintenance crew at the party hall had to sweep all the bills up with brooms! Now that is what you call big pimpin! So why do they do it? Unlike in the U.S. where people usually make it rain on scantily clad women, Indians do it essentially as a form of well wishes for whoever the celebration is for. Now I know that many other cultures have their own money dances for various occasions, but I'm just spreading the word that my brown brothers and sisters have been making it rain forever man. Sorry T-Pain, Uncle Sanjiv is the true playa in this situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Check this video..they're making it rain on dem Punjabis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/50-EC4ZNRYk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/50-EC4ZNRYk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-1359680224075237117?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/1359680224075237117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/07/indians-making-it-rain-since-1947.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/1359680224075237117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/1359680224075237117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/07/indians-making-it-rain-since-1947.html' title='Indians: Making It Rain Since 1947'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-3231726873111817926</id><published>2009-07-13T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T10:47:27.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rockets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trevor Ariza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ron Artest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Angeles Lakers'/><title type='text'>Ron Artest: You Sir, Are Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlwAartOMAI/AAAAAAAAD3A/R2G_ITwUoPA/s1600-h/tru+warier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 394px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlwAartOMAI/AAAAAAAAD3A/R2G_ITwUoPA/s400/tru+warier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358158115073044482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hey man, long time no post, I know. I've actually been keeping busy lately.  I said a while ago I did not plan to detail every little thing that goes on my life [simply because I don't think anyone truly cares lol] but regardless here's a quick recap of the last few weeks: I celebrated the 23rd anniversary of my birth last month a la Disney, tracked down the Kogi Truck when it came to Northridge and had amazing spicy chicken and pork tacos [definitely lives up to the hype], had the opportunity to sit in dugout seats at a Dodgers game, went to a Jimmy Kimmel taping and Magic Johnson was the guest [!!], another Dodger game, Sam's home from San Diego so I spend a lot of time harassing him, graduation and birthday parties here and there, and was even employed full time for a while [it was temporary fool..I didn't get fired].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so the title of this post implies I should be talking about Ron Artest, so let me get to that. Basically, Ron Artest is the craziest man alive. I've known this for quite some time now..I remember the infamous Piston-Pacers brawl from 5 years ago very clearly [and still YouTube it from time to time] , I've had friends send me random videos of him dissing Shaq, LeBron, MY CHARLES BARKLEY, and others, he once applied for a job at Circuit City his rookie year because he wanted the employee discount,  and who knows what the heck he shaves onto his head. The reason I bring this up now is because since he has now signed with the Lakers [bye Trevor =( ] he's getting a lot more coverage in California and I'm starting to notice this guy is NUTS. I hate Twitter with  the fiery passion of  a thousand white suns, but I must admit, I could read Ronny's twitter all day long. Check the stuff he writes sometimes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;SHOULD I DO A REALITY SHOW WITH TMZ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/96TruwarierQB/status/2556856974" class="entry-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published"&gt;2:14 PM Jul 9th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;im taking the bus to la. im in oramge county. how do i get there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/96TruwarierQB/status/2443209170" class="entry-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published"&gt;2:02 PM Jul 2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;my agent TYRESE THOUGHT IT WOULD BE BEST IF I SIGN WITH DENVER. HE SAID THE NEXT TRANSFORMERS MOVIE WOULD BE FILMED IN MOUNTAINS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/96TruwarierQB/status/2440386317" class="entry-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published"&gt;10:45 AM Jul 2nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;circuit city offered  me a three year five pack duracell batteries per customer deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/96TruwarierQB/status/2433367345" class="entry-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published"&gt;11:24 PM Jul 1st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;i have just signed with the brooklyn dodgers. im so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/96TruwarierQB/status/2433266730" class="entry-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published"&gt;11:13 PM Jul 1st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;HOOD FAMILY. WE LOVE EACH OTHER. WE STILL MAKE GRAPE COOL AID. QUEENSBRIDGE /ASTORIA IN THE BUILDING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/96TruwarierQB/status/2275506489" class="entry-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published"&gt;11:03 PM Jun 21st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;I WANT TO VISIT PINSICOLA. BUT I SPELLED IT WRONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/96TruwarierQB/status/2204036423" class="entry-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published"&gt;1:09 AM Jun 17th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;SHOUT OUT TO ALL MY COOL AID , SYRUP AND BREAD EATING, EATING CEREAL WITH THE FORK TO SAVE MILK SIPPIN, GHETTO FOLK. YOU KNOW HOW WE DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/96TruwarierQB/status/2194930847" class="entry-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published"&gt;10:27 AM Jun 16th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lawlerskatez. The man is random and you know I love all things random. As most of you also know.  I absolutely LOVE "COOL" AID. Honestly, I just can't get enough of this guy's behavior.  Thank you Ron Artest for being so entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's his two greatest videos. Consider yourself warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z3_xmYLBnnA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z3_xmYLBnnA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NF184PNiDJ0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NF184PNiDJ0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-3231726873111817926?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/3231726873111817926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/07/ron-artest-you-are-crazy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/3231726873111817926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/3231726873111817926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/07/ron-artest-you-are-crazy.html' title='Ron Artest: You Sir, Are Crazy'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlwAartOMAI/AAAAAAAAD3A/R2G_ITwUoPA/s72-c/tru+warier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-8562997194669859007</id><published>2009-06-25T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T20:03:51.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson death'/><title type='text'>Michael Jackson: The King of Pop 1958-2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SkQtVG8HOcI/AAAAAAAADlc/nJZNaVdlL5E/s1600-h/050523_michaeljackson_hmed_3p.h2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SkQtVG8HOcI/AAAAAAAADlc/nJZNaVdlL5E/s400/050523_michaeljackson_hmed_3p.h2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351452097886239170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Truly a sad week in the world of entertainment: Ed McMahon, Farrah Fawcett, and as of this afternoon, Michael Jackson has passed away. This is a definitely a tragic event for his friends, family, and fans all over the world; with myself included. I grew up listening to MJ..I used to attempt to Moonwalk, lean forward like he did in the "Smooth Criminal" video, and was in love with almost every song he released. When I was a baby and was crying uncontrollably, my mom said the only way she could calm me down was by playing Michael Jackson tapes. She also recorded his music videos for me to watch whenever I was getting out of hand because she knew I'd love it. Sameer and I still let out a "hee hee" or a "shamon!" whenever possible to this day. "I Want To Love You PYT," "Bad," "Beat It", "Man in the Mirror," "Billie Jean.." my all-time faves.  RIP MJ you were truly an icon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-8562997194669859007?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/8562997194669859007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-king-of-pop.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/8562997194669859007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/8562997194669859007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-king-of-pop.html' title='Michael Jackson: The King of Pop 1958-2009'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SkQtVG8HOcI/AAAAAAAADlc/nJZNaVdlL5E/s72-c/050523_michaeljackson_hmed_3p.h2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-7143116116215713287</id><published>2009-06-22T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T20:14:14.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Jon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LMFAO'/><title type='text'>Revelation in My Life: Lil Jon Is Having the Best Life Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I heard "Shots" on the radio the other day for the thousandth time and was wondering who sang it.  Looked it up online: &lt;em&gt;LMFAO featuring &lt;strong&gt;Lil Jon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  My instant reaction: &lt;em&gt;are you foreal?&lt;/em&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Featuring Lil Jon" is a bold claim because all he really says in the song is "shots! shots! shots! shots!" a few times here and there. Then it occurred to me: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;that's all Lil Jon ever says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. He's a random one-word-yelling kind of man. Remember Usher's "Yeah"? Johnny made a grip yelling YEAH! WHAT! and OKAY! Come to think of it, that's all he does in all of the songs he is featured in and he's filthy rich because of it. How come I can't yell words in songs randomly? Is it because &lt;a href="http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/revelation-in-my-life-i-need-some.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I lack street cred?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Yeah, probably. sigh. Like everything else, I wikipedia-ed him. Behold: Jonathan Mortimer Smith (born January 27, 1971), better known by his stage name Lil Jon, is an American producer, promoter, and rapper. He is best known as a pioneer of the hip hop sub-genre crunk. His work is recognizable by his distinctive hype shouts of "what?!","hey!", "yeah!", and "okay!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That really is all he is known for, and thus, I've decided he has the best career ever. Lil Jon may actually be one of my heroes for a multitude of reasons:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1) career for yelling random words in rap songs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2) rocks Mortimer as his middle name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3) I've always been a fan of the crunk juice cup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-7143116116215713287?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/7143116116215713287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/06/revelation-in-my-life-lil-jon-is-having.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/7143116116215713287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/7143116116215713287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/06/revelation-in-my-life-lil-jon-is-having.html' title='Revelation in My Life: Lil Jon Is Having the Best Life Ever'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-503383564591629400</id><published>2009-06-17T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T09:08:15.498-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nike Basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MVPuppets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Dez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppet Commercials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kobe Bryant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LeBron James'/><title type='text'>Nike MVPuppets: Kobe Celebration</title><content type='html'>Did you hear the news? The Lakers are the 2009 NBA Champs! Yeahhh boy. So throughout the playoffs, Nike had a field day with their series of NBA "Most Valuable Puppets" commercials featuring Kobe and LeBron and I loved every single one of them! Every time they realeased a new one, I decided it was my favorite until the next one would be released lol...I'm pretty sure I have decided the following "Kobe Celebration" one is my &lt;b&gt;all time&lt;/b&gt; favorite. It may also be the last one in the series given the season is over, but you never know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/leWtBAw6Ilc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/leWtBAw6Ilc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly love all of them but since I can't post all of the commercials here are a few of my other favorites in case you haven't seen it on tv 1000 times already:&lt;br /&gt;Lil Dez:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object 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src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3i-BzVWQA0Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeBron James: Chalk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HsG5uq9xOKo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HsG5uq9xOKo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6znkbMJJTyQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6znkbMJJTyQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-503383564591629400?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/503383564591629400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/06/nike-mvpuppets-kobe-celebration.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/503383564591629400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/503383564591629400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/06/nike-mvpuppets-kobe-celebration.html' title='Nike MVPuppets: Kobe Celebration'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-5695302057271276789</id><published>2009-06-15T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T14:42:18.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word Mang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SjaRvRyp31I/AAAAAAAADlM/FU2VFN-OYGM/s1600-h/CHAMPIONS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 498px; height: 498px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SjaRvRyp31I/AAAAAAAADlM/FU2VFN-OYGM/s400/CHAMPIONS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347621848964783954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-5695302057271276789?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/5695302057271276789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/06/word-mang.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/5695302057271276789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/5695302057271276789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/06/word-mang.html' title='Word Mang'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SjaRvRyp31I/AAAAAAAADlM/FU2VFN-OYGM/s72-c/CHAMPIONS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-6860459758774129682</id><published>2009-06-12T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:52:00.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill Maher'/><title type='text'>I Love You Bill Maher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="orgurl"&gt;         &lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enough with the Obamathon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;                    &lt;div id="wrapper_500"&gt;            &lt;/div&gt;         &lt;div class="storysubhead" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 15px ! important; color: rgb(51, 51, 51) ! important;"&gt;The president is on TV more than the ShamWow guy, but I want to see a little more action.&lt;/div&gt;               &lt;div class="storybyline" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 15px ! important; color: rgb(153, 153, 153) ! important;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;By Bill Maher     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; June 12, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Obama should just join the cast of "I'm a Celebrity, Get Me Out of Here!" It's not that farfetched; he's been on everything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm still a fan, but there's a fine line between being transparent and being overexposed. Every time you turn on the TV, there's Obama. He's getting a puppy! He's eating a cheeseburger with Joe Biden! He's taking the wife to Broadway and Paris -- this is the best season of "The Bachelor" yet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I get it: You love being on TV. I love my bong, but I take it out of my mouth every once in a while. The other day, I caught myself saying to a friend, "Don't tell me if he's fixed the economy yet, I'm Tivo-ing it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Remember during the campaign when John McCain attacked Obama for acting like a celebrity and we all laughed at the grumpy old shellshocked fool? Well, it turns out he was right. Sorry, senator. I'm sending a nice gift basket of high-fiber muffins your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; It's getting to where you can't turn on your TV without seeing Obama. Who does he think he is, Dick Cheney? Come on, sir, you don't have to be on television every minute of every day. You're the president, not a rerun of "Law and Order." Save some charisma for a rainy day. Taking strangers from a TV show on a tour of your house? We have that show; it's called "Cribs." And letting reporters ask you questions like "You like to be the one who picks out the shaving cream, don't you?" Or as it's called today, "journalism." I was willing to give the guy the benefit of the doubt until I saw him take Brian Williams into his bedroom, and at the end of the bed there was a teleprompter and it said, "Who's your daddy?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I mean, selling the personal part to stay popular, I'm all for it, but you got us already. We like you, we really like you! You're skinny and in a hurry and in love with a nice lady. But so's Lindsay Lohan. And like Lohan, we see your name in the paper a lot, but we're kind of wondering when you're actually going to do something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I know that's harsh. But when I read about how you sat on the sidelines while bailed-out banks used the money we gave them to hire lobbyists who got Congress to stop homeowners from getting renegotiated loans, or how Congress is already giving up on healthcare reform, or how scientists say it's essential to reduce CO2 by 40% in 10 years, but your own bill calls for 4%, I say, enough with the character development, let's get on with the plot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And let's stop worrying so much about doing anything that might tarnish the brand. See, this is why I don't want my president to be a TV star: Because TV stars are too worried about being popular -- and too concerned with getting renewed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You can relax about that, Mr. President, knowing that there's a large, rich organization doing everything it possibly can to ensure that you'll get reelected: It's called the Republican Party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Speaking of which, if you can't beat Republicans now, when they're so down they take orders from Rush Limbaugh, then when? The way to get renewed for your reality show that you love so much is to act boldly now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Obama needs to start putting it on the line in fights against the banks, the energy companies and the healthcare industry. I never thought I'd say this, but he needs to be more like George W. Bush. Bush was all about, "You're with us or against us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Obama's more like, "You're either with us, or you obviously need to see another picture of this adorable puppy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bush had horrible ideas, like torture and deregulation and preemptive war and tax cuts for the rich, but he pushed them through, in their full measure, never mind Congress or the Constitution or the Geneva Convention or the Magna Carta or the Code of Hammurabi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The point is, he didn't care if it made him unpopular with every human on the planet not named Cletus or Fred Barnes. Which it did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And we need to marry the good ideas Obama really believes in with that Bush attitude and Bush certitude. I'd love for Obama to come out one day and say, "Jesus told me to fix healthcare." Or, "History will decide whether stopping the polar ice caps from melting and drowning us all was a good thing." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;In conclusion, Bush was a jerk, but he never cared about being seen having a burger with Dick Cheney. He picked up the phone in the White House and said, "I'm the president, bring me a burger." And they'd say, "Sir, this is NORAD. Would you please stop ordering burgers with the red phone?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm glad that Obama is president, but the "Audacity of Hope" part is over. Right now, I'm hoping for a little more audacity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: The Los Angeles Times 12 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-6860459758774129682?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/6860459758774129682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-you-bill-maher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6860459758774129682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6860459758774129682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-you-bill-maher.html' title='I Love You Bill Maher'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-655764930055658906</id><published>2009-06-09T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:20:45.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone 3GS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new iPhone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3G S'/><title type='text'>The New iPhone 3G S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Si7Q93Gn1RI/AAAAAAAADe0/H4DaxfuRsy0/s1600-h/picture-32-630x268.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Si7Q93Gn1RI/AAAAAAAADe0/H4DaxfuRsy0/s400/picture-32-630x268.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345439568917681426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple never ceases to amaze me so I figured the new iPhone 3G S that they were going to unveil yesterday was going to double as a hovercraft or something. Unfortunately, the 3G S does not double as a hovercraft but does have some cooler features than the OG iPhone I have, but nothing too extraordinary much to my surprise. Its claim to fame I guess is that it's a lot faster than previous models. It also now takes video, much longer battery life, the applications work 2X faster, it has a camera with &lt;b&gt;auto focus&lt;/b&gt; [FINALLY], and has voice control which I think is pretty sweet. If you tell it to play a song by Coldplay for instance, it will. Very nice. The only thing I am not impressed with is that it comes with a compass? Really Apple? Who needs a compass in this century?? Especially considering the fact that all iPhones already have GPS capabilities. Nevertheless, I think it's pretty cool but not cool enough for me to want one ..my old skool iPhone is still good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Si7RN9AkkrI/AAAAAAAADe8/ym98Fm0GkGY/s1600-h/picture-52-630x347.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Si7RN9AkkrI/AAAAAAAADe8/ym98Fm0GkGY/s400/picture-52-630x347.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345439845380821682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-655764930055658906?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/655764930055658906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-iphone-3g-s.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/655764930055658906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/655764930055658906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-iphone-3g-s.html' title='The New iPhone 3G S'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Si7Q93Gn1RI/AAAAAAAADe0/H4DaxfuRsy0/s72-c/picture-32-630x268.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-1336800283165494194</id><published>2009-05-29T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:07:19.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rubik&apos;s Cube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erno Rubik'/><title type='text'>Cube Wars</title><content type='html'>Curse you Erno Rubik of Hungary and your wretched cube of frustration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fascination with Rubik's Cubes has been going on for years now. I knew a lot of people with them in elementary school but what a load of cheaters they were - rearranging the stickers and all! whaaaack. It was around my Junior year of college when I came across a woman selling them at the mall and I decided I had to have one. I had always wanted to have one of my own that I could work with whenever it was convenient for me. I was also glad the ones she had didn't have the stickers, but tiles instead - a Rubik's Cube that means business. So, I bought it, went back to Riverside Monday morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and so the saga began&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working on this thing like mad. I played with it every morning ,on the trolley, in my classes, at Starbucks..literally, everywhere. Great conversation piece that darned cube is - everywhere I went with it people would check up on my progress, suggest tips, ask if they could try, the works. The truth is I wasn't getting very far and I also had decided I will not ask a single person for any sort of help, tips, nor would I go online for any assistance either. I had created a mini Rubik phenomenon in the UCR region. All of my friends had wanted to try and I had decided to buy them cubes of their own. A Cube Cult if you will.  Amandeep had many sleepless nights working on that thing to no avail. Here's the sad part:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's May of 2009 and I still have not completed the thing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been dealing with this monstrosity on and off through my Junior AND Senior years. My stubborn self STILL refuses to get any tips or suggestions..I will finish it..one day..oh I hope. Why blog about this now? I recently found it in my backpack [which hasn't been opened since graduating lol]. Oh here we go again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's what it currently looks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SiAfqFAKNGI/AAAAAAAADdM/BOyfztG2piA/s1600-h/photo%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 169px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SiAfqFAKNGI/AAAAAAAADdM/BOyfztG2piA/s400/photo%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341303965819221090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SiAgXvSF0EI/AAAAAAAADd8/vm9SdkbSYzE/s1600-h/photo%288%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SiAgXvSF0EI/AAAAAAAADd8/vm9SdkbSYzE/s400/photo%288%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341304750262833218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SiAgXfB6P-I/AAAAAAAADd0/SNHZN1pcacw/s1600-h/photo%287%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SiAgXfB6P-I/AAAAAAAADd0/SNHZN1pcacw/s400/photo%287%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341304745899999202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SiAgXNf5SgI/AAAAAAAADds/bmXmKkeTpUU/s1600-h/photo%286%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SiAgXNf5SgI/AAAAAAAADds/bmXmKkeTpUU/s400/photo%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341304741193927170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SiAfvw3dM1I/AAAAAAAADdU/fLP8lkbaOtM/s1600-h/photo%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SiAfvw3dM1I/AAAAAAAADdU/fLP8lkbaOtM/s400/photo%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341304063493223250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SiAf-xTkE6I/AAAAAAAADdk/37vEzMd8Hjw/s1600-h/photo%285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SiAf-xTkE6I/AAAAAAAADdk/37vEzMd8Hjw/s400/photo%285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341304321309152162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-1336800283165494194?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/1336800283165494194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/05/sarina-vs-rubiks-cube.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/1336800283165494194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/1336800283165494194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/05/sarina-vs-rubiks-cube.html' title='Cube Wars'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SiAfqFAKNGI/AAAAAAAADdM/BOyfztG2piA/s72-c/photo%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-8949286717769420225</id><published>2009-05-16T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:56:37.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random White Bug'/><title type='text'>Scary Mythical Creatures Haunt My Dreams</title><content type='html'>I had a fairly odd dream last night. I was in my house when all of  a sudden I see this white bug crawling on the carpet from under a book. It was caterpillar-like and I had decided to wait for it to come out completely from the book so I could kill it. I've included a photo below for your viewing pleasure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sg7nyOxc22I/AAAAAAAADc8/kjjIRc5JZ9M/s1600-h/BUG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sg7nyOxc22I/AAAAAAAADc8/kjjIRc5JZ9M/s400/BUG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336457458625600354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That blue line represents how big I ASSUMED the creature was, but boy was I wrong. This creepy crawler was gigantic and I had no idea how long it was going to take for it to come out entirely so I could see just how long it really was. Once it finally crawled out, it FLEW..yeah that's right this sucker had WINGS.  At this point I screamed for help [just as I do in real life when faced with this sort of situation] as this crazy white winged thing was flying all around the house. Some male friend of mine [not really sure who it was] was coming to my rescue and then I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuhhhhh-raaayyzeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-8949286717769420225?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/8949286717769420225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/05/scary-mythical-creatures-haunt-my.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/8949286717769420225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/8949286717769420225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/05/scary-mythical-creatures-haunt-my.html' title='Scary Mythical Creatures Haunt My Dreams'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sg7nyOxc22I/AAAAAAAADc8/kjjIRc5JZ9M/s72-c/BUG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-4587285464097579350</id><published>2009-05-15T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:18:21.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T-Shirt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA Store'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Angeles Lakers'/><title type='text'>The T-Shirt I'm Beginning to Lose Faith In</title><content type='html'>A while back, I had been taking part in an NBA season-long sweepstakes which offered various prizes, including an all-expense paid trip to the finals, which I'm pretty sure I did not win. I did however, win a $25 NBA Store gift card. Upon winning, I immediately began looking for Laker t-shirts on nbastore.com, and was trying to decide which one I wanted. It was then brought to my attention that I should wait until June so I could buy a Lakers championship t-shirt..I thought the idea was brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 months later...now I'm sitting here..wondering if I should still be waiting? Last night the infamously inconsistent Lakers got owned by the undermanned Rockets....for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;third&lt;/span&gt; time in this series. These fools are really testing my allegiance right now! I had returned to nbastore.com today to buy my shirt, and then I left the site empty handed. I can't give up..I really just want my championship t-shirt...and a parade on Figueroa...so Amandeep and I can do our Mark Madsen dance that we have been anxiously waiting to do. Don't let us down Lakers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_1ciMXvSE8U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_1ciMXvSE8U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-4587285464097579350?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/4587285464097579350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/05/t-shirt-im-beginning-to-lose-faith-in.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4587285464097579350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4587285464097579350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/05/t-shirt-im-beginning-to-lose-faith-in.html' title='The T-Shirt I&apos;m Beginning to Lose Faith In'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-4538178865446967484</id><published>2009-05-12T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T08:18:18.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kevin Garnett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston Celtics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben Gordon'/><title type='text'>NBA Players I Hate: Kevin Garnett</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://eastwindupchronicle.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/pg2_a_garnett_3001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://eastwindupchronicle.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/06/pg2_a_garnett_3001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name:&lt;/b&gt; Kevin Garnett &lt;i&gt;a.k.a. The Big Ticket, The Franchise, KG&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Hometown:&lt;/b&gt; Greenville, South Carolina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teams:&lt;/b&gt; Minnesota Timberwolves; currently a Boston Celtic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Annoying Since:&lt;/b&gt; 1995. for me personally, circa 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Problem:&lt;/b&gt; where do I start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be thinking this guy has made my list because he plays for Boston - think again. There are some Celtics here and there I will say are alright in my book. Paul Pierce, we all know you grew up wanting to play for LA; I understand, we all have to pay the bills somehow. Ray Allen, keep doing your thing, and of course the great Larry Bird..how can you hate that guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've cleared that up let's go back to this buffoon. Kevin Garnett is the &lt;b&gt;one and only &lt;/b&gt;member of the "Elite Players" that I absolutely cannot stand. He almost became a Laker at one point...good he didn't. We don't want you here! I used to actually feel sorry for this guy - such talent and on such a terrible team...not anymore. Plain and simple this man lacks class. In the awful Game 6 of last year's championship series, Mr. KG felt the need to constantly beat his chest, howl at the audience, and at one point he was definitely foaming at the mouth. Animal. It didn't end there. He spent most of this current season acting the same way. I thought his recent injury would take him off my TV screen for a few weeks, but no, he is still just as annoying to watch on the bench. Now I know this is a "new age" of basketball - players from all teams now act quite beastly [I don't support this attitude from anyone], but KG takes it to a whole new level. Get some class, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The Many Sides of Kevin Garnett:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Verbal Abuser:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media1.suntimes.com/multimedia/042909bull_cst_feed_20090428_23_14_01_8671-282-400.imageContent"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://media1.suntimes.com/multimedia/042909bull_cst_feed_20090428_23_14_01_8671-282-400.imageContent" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sprinter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i2.cdn.turner.com/si/2008/writers/steve_aschburner/11/25/celtics.defense/kevin-garnett.p1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 336px;" src="http://i2.cdn.turner.com/si/2008/writers/steve_aschburner/11/25/celtics.defense/kevin-garnett.p1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DoDo Bird:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://layupdrill.com/wp-content/uploads/kevin_garnett_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 253px;" src="http://layupdrill.com/wp-content/uploads/kevin_garnett_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Even Know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.fanhouse.com/media/2007/07/kevin-garnett-is-coming-for-it-425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 185px;" src="http://www.blogcdn.com/www.fanhouse.com/media/2007/07/kevin-garnett-is-coming-for-it-425.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Taunter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Arh5bmAsWb0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Arh5bmAsWb0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-4538178865446967484?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/4538178865446967484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/05/nba-players-i-hate-kevin-garnett.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4538178865446967484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4538178865446967484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/05/nba-players-i-hate-kevin-garnett.html' title='NBA Players I Hate: Kevin Garnett'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-4362731554081294552</id><published>2009-05-10T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T14:47:24.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>A Mother's Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SgcKe2vKYeI/AAAAAAAADcs/0UzcwJr84WU/s1600-h/picture19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 348px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SgcKe2vKYeI/AAAAAAAADcs/0UzcwJr84WU/s400/picture19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334243808849322466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Washington Irving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, relationships of all kinds are fleeting. Friends come and go, breakups and divorces have become the norm, and human connections in general are quite ephemeral. The one and only bond that I feel is truly unbreakable is one between a mother and her child. Although I am responsible for the majority of my mom's gray hairs, I know that the bond can never break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: Mom/Mummy/ Mom-ay/ Mum Jeezy/Momsy/Mummyji/ Maaaa:&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for everything you have done for me and the relationship we have. Although we have hit some serious bumps in the road from time to time, I know that we have a very strong bond with each other and I am truly blessed for it. So to the best cook, supporter, friend, cheerleader, doctor/cure-all, healer, teacher, listener, and counselor I know : Happy Mother's Day. Love, Sarina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SgcN2GeAn4I/AAAAAAAADc0/w0wTd2zDYGg/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 452px; height: 452px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SgcN2GeAn4I/AAAAAAAADc0/w0wTd2zDYGg/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334247506744221570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A special thanks to Meesa for paying premium fees for cool sites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-4362731554081294552?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/4362731554081294552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/05/mother-is-truest-friend-we-have-when.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4362731554081294552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4362731554081294552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/05/mother-is-truest-friend-we-have-when.html' title='A Mother&apos;s Love'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SgcKe2vKYeI/AAAAAAAADcs/0UzcwJr84WU/s72-c/picture19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-8200676390013301652</id><published>2009-05-06T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:52:20.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tornado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heat'/><title type='text'>Ay Dios Mio..Hace Calor up in Here</title><content type='html'>Freaking Al Gore and his global warming. I feel like at this rate, summer will begin in January, or like, by 2015 we will begin to have 190+ degree weather. It was also really windy here today..I'm convinced it was some sort of hot tornado. Apocalypse forsure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SgJ2ClARoOI/AAAAAAAADcM/6CYI1CvXyGY/s1600-h/weather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SgJ2ClARoOI/AAAAAAAADcM/6CYI1CvXyGY/s400/weather.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332954695425171682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82 degrees at 8:04 PM. lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-8200676390013301652?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/8200676390013301652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/05/ay-dios-miohace-calor-up-in-here.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/8200676390013301652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/8200676390013301652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/05/ay-dios-miohace-calor-up-in-here.html' title='Ay Dios Mio..Hace Calor up in Here'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SgJ2ClARoOI/AAAAAAAADcM/6CYI1CvXyGY/s72-c/weather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-1723773099438423169</id><published>2009-05-03T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:28:54.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasures From My Bedroom: Photos Taken At The Mall</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Treasure:&lt;/b&gt; Photo Makers pictures&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(circa 1997-2000).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Location:&lt;/b&gt; bottom drawer next to the bed, hidden under fat stack of papers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Qualifies it to be a Treasure:&lt;/b&gt; nostalgic value. significant blackmail value as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;*At the Northridge Mall, the place was called Photo Makers - it may have been called something else in your area, but I am almost certain every mall in America had one of these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This was an excellent discovery. I found about 100 or so of these pictures tucked away in a small plastic bag and it brought back great memories. It's amazing how ridiculously popular taking these pictures and then passing it out to all of your friends were&lt;/span&gt; at the time. At my middle school, which was literally two blocks from the mall [any valley boy and/or girl's dream], this  was the biggest thing to hit the scene since Lemon Ice Gatorade. The typical photo was as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sf5bdcgE4nI/AAAAAAAADbs/VRoLFjS4P60/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sf5bdcgE4nI/AAAAAAAADbs/VRoLFjS4P60/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331799570278310514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why did we think this was so cool? Remember when like 15 people would get together to take a photo together? Remember how much drama was involved in deciding who you wanted to take your picture with let alone who would give one of your pictures to? Was I into this fad? Guilty as charged. hahah man someone out there is laughing all the way to the bank while thinking about how many pre-teens he/she suckered into this phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For safety/embarrassment purposes, I have blurred the photos to the best of my ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sf5fBNrD_vI/AAAAAAAADb0/2NufOTsRZCM/s1600-h/photo%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sf5fBNrD_vI/AAAAAAAADb0/2NufOTsRZCM/s400/photo%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331803483308031730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-1723773099438423169?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/1723773099438423169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/05/treasures-from-my-bedroom-photos-taken.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/1723773099438423169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/1723773099438423169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/05/treasures-from-my-bedroom-photos-taken.html' title='Treasures From My Bedroom: Photos Taken At The Mall'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/Sf5bdcgE4nI/AAAAAAAADbs/VRoLFjS4P60/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-9044381025330033595</id><published>2009-05-01T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T19:18:18.036-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playoffs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago Bulls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston Celtics'/><title type='text'>Update From the Bulls Bandwagon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Plain and simple: life on the Chicago Bulls Bandwagon is amazing! Whoever hasn't joined it yet - it's not too late! I am pretty sure though that by now most people have been sucked into this playoffs match up hardcore like myself. Consider the other Round 1 match ups and how many games I watched: Lakers vs. Jazz: all of them [obligatory], Magic vs 76ers: 1, Hawks vs. Heat [I think like 4 not sure], and everyone else: big fat zero. Why zero? They were all boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;All except this Bulls/Celtics match up! Every single game so far has kept me on the edge of my seat. This is by far the best series I have ever watched in my life and last night's game six was just EPIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game 1: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicago wins 105-103 (OT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: Boston 118-115&lt;br /&gt;3: Boston 107-86&lt;br /&gt;4: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicago 121-118 (double OT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boston 106-104 (OT and almost double OT had Miller made his free throws)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicago 128-127 (TRIPLE OT!!!!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Talk about OVERTIME MADNESS. This is amazing. Last night's game was 4+ hours and it was so intense you could not even turn away from the television for a second. I really thought this was going into more overtimes, and that in the end it would come down to a one on one match between Brian Scalabrine and Lindsey Hunter. With so many players fouling out, I also convinced myself that at one point Michael Jordan was just going to emerge from the sky or something and get on the court. Fights broke out, Rajon Rondo pretty much knocked Brad Miller's teeth out,  Paul Pierce now runs after the ball at speeds in which you might believe he was once a sprinter, these games keep going on for hours with no end in sight; like I said...this bandwagon is a great experience. Go Bulls!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Game seven on Saturday should be just as intense. I can't wait. Don't bother trying to get in touch with me after 5pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Check this fight out from last night. Ohhhh man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W2cA9FMiCxA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W2cA9FMiCxA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-9044381025330033595?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/9044381025330033595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-from-bulls-bandwagon.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/9044381025330033595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/9044381025330033595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-from-bulls-bandwagon.html' title='Update From the Bulls Bandwagon'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-7732397500000934317</id><published>2009-04-30T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:20:08.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Air Force One'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louis Calderon'/><title type='text'>Air Scare Force One Photoshoot = epic fail</title><content type='html'>Apparently some White House officials found the need to take updated photos of Air Force One around the Statue of Liberty. I'm not entirely sure who cares if the photos are updated or not but what do I care about is that someone thought it was a bright idea to fly a 747 and an F-16 Fighter Jet in a NO-FLY ZONE in NEW YORK..and then decide not to tell anyone about it? The Federal Aviation Administration definitely knew that flying a presidential jet so close to Ground Zero would stir up fear on the streets, but they went along with this boondoggle anyways. Of course, mass hysteria ensued amongst New Yorkers. I don't blame them. Low-flying jets around the Statue of Liberty and other important buildings? Tell me what American wouldn't suspect terrorist activity when seeing that. Way to go guys. The head buffoon that approved of this was director of the White House military office, Louis Caldera. You know what grinds my gears even more? The total cost of this photo shoot was &lt;b&gt;$328,000&lt;/b&gt;. We are in a serious recession here, people are losing their homes, the national unemployment rate is at 11%, banks are going under, and some White House officials really felt the need to spend $328,000 of tax-payer money on a photo? A &lt;i&gt;file photo&lt;/i&gt; of Air Force One? It's going in a file! Who cares! Louis Caldera has apologized, as has President Obama. Apology shamomolgy man; Mr. Caldera needs to be fired immediately. Like a boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SfoThDIulbI/AAAAAAAADas/FY_zZMi7lKo/s1600-h/AIRFORCEONE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SfoThDIulbI/AAAAAAAADas/FY_zZMi7lKo/s400/AIRFORCEONE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330594567444927922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come nobody has heard of using Photoshop? What a load of morons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-7732397500000934317?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/7732397500000934317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/air-scare-force-one-photoshoot-epic.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/7732397500000934317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/7732397500000934317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/air-scare-force-one-photoshoot-epic.html' title='&lt;strike&gt;Air&lt;/strike&gt; Scare Force One Photoshoot = epic fail'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SfoThDIulbI/AAAAAAAADas/FY_zZMi7lKo/s72-c/AIRFORCEONE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-2708475080480460837</id><published>2009-04-29T14:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:54:55.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epidemic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swine Flu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='H1N1'/><title type='text'>The Swine Flu Epidemic (Possibly Soon To Be Pandemic)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SfjL-6ld2cI/AAAAAAAADac/WNe0Z8lmqTc/s1600-h/swine+flu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 339px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SfjL-6ld2cI/AAAAAAAADac/WNe0Z8lmqTc/s400/swine+flu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330234440731711938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. Infected Mexican pigs are spreading a virus around like mad. Last week I was watching CNN and heard something about a Swine Flu Virus going around in Mexico. I thought it was something minor and that maybe I'll lay off eating pork for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of today, April 29th, 2009, swine flu has spread across several American states as well as countries on several continents, including the United Kingdom, Germany, Austria, and New Zealand.  I read this in the &lt;i&gt;Los Angeles Times&lt;/i&gt; today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Arizona, Massachusetts, Michigan and Nevada joined the list of states with new cases. Texas said its total has now climbed to 16 cases; New York has 51, and California has 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, the Marine Corps said that a Marine at the Twentynine Palms, Calif., base has been confirmed to have the virus. About 30 men at the base who have come into contact with him have been quarantined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riverside County Health Officer Eric Frykman also said that four probable cases have been identified in the county. Two of them, an 87-year-old woman and an unrelated 5-year-old girl, have been hospitalized. The other patients are teenage girls from Corona and Indio.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in LA with so many people who often visit Mexico on the weekends, let's face it: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm scared&lt;/span&gt;. I just heard on the local news that a student at Cal State Long Beach who's exhibiting the symptoms is currently undergoing tests. This thing is moving closer and closer to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The World Health Organization had also announced in Geneva today that there is absolutely no sign that the spread of this Swine Flu/H1N1 Virus is slowing down. After hearing this, now I'm definitely scared. In addition, my don't eat pork theory has been proven irrelevant. There hasn't even been any proof yet that consuming tainted pork can cause one to develop the illness.  I'm not sure if stocking up on masks is going to do much; it sounds pretty Y2K-let's-hoard-tons-of-food-and-water status to me.I guess all you can really do is keep washing your hands and stay away from any shady looking individuals. Trust me, I've been sanitizing like you would not believe lately. What can one really do? Go into hiding? Maybe I'll set up a bunker underneath my house.I hope the WHO and other researchers/scientists get this under control soon because this is clearly a force to be reckoned with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SfjMCRcZZUI/AAAAAAAADak/R3BGuvr4EF8/s1600-h/swineflu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SfjMCRcZZUI/AAAAAAAADak/R3BGuvr4EF8/s400/swineflu2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330234498407294274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse you, you wretched swine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, you can always count on my hero, Stephen T. Colbert, to make light of the situation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style='font:11px arial; color:#333; background-color:#f5f5f5' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='360' height='353'&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style='background-color:#e5e5e5' valign='middle'&gt;&lt;td style='padding:2px 1px 0px 5px;'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' style='color:#333; text-decoration:none; font-weight:bold;' href='http://www.colbertnation.com/'&gt;The Colbert Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:2px 5px 0px 5px; text-align:right; font-weight:bold;'&gt;Mon - Thurs 11:30pm / 10:30c&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style='height:14px;' valign='middle'&gt;&lt;td style='padding:2px 1px 0px 5px;' colspan='2'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' style='color:#333; text-decoration:none; font-weight:bold;' href='http://www.colbertnation.com/the-colbert-report-videos/225963/april-27-2009/days-of-swine-and-doses'&gt;Days of Swine and Doses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style='height:14px; background-color:#353535' valign='middle'&gt;&lt;td colspan='2' style='padding:2px 5px 0px 5px; width:360px; overflow:hidden; text-align:right'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' style='color:#96deff; text-decoration:none; font-weight:bold;' href='http://www.colbertnation.com/'&gt;colbertnation.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr valign='middle'&gt;&lt;td style='padding:0px;' colspan='2'&gt;&lt;embed style='display:block' src='http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:cms:item:comedycentral.com:225963' width='360' height='301' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='window' allowFullscreen='true' flashvars='autoPlay=false' allowscriptaccess='always' allownetworking='all' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style='height:18px;' valign='middle'&gt;&lt;td style='padding:0px;' colspan='2'&gt;&lt;table style='margin:0px; text-align:center' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='100%' height='100%'&gt;&lt;tr valign='middle'&gt;&lt;td style='padding:3px; width:33%;'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' style='font:10px arial; color:#333; text-decoration:none;' href='http://www.comedycentral.com/colbertreport/full-episodes'&gt;Colbert Report Full Episodes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:3px; width:33%;'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' style='font:10px arial; color:#333; text-decoration:none;' href='http://www.indecisionforever.com'&gt;Political Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:3px; width:33%;'&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' style='font:10px arial; color:#333; text-decoration:none;' href='http://blog.indecisionforever.com/2009/04/29/barack-obamas-first-100-days-in-100-seconds/'&gt;First 100 Days&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&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/995933707013790349-2708475080480460837?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/2708475080480460837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/swine-flu-epidemic-possibly-soon-to-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/2708475080480460837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/2708475080480460837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/swine-flu-epidemic-possibly-soon-to-be.html' title='The Swine Flu Epidemic (Possibly Soon To Be Pandemic)'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SfjL-6ld2cI/AAAAAAAADac/WNe0Z8lmqTc/s72-c/swine+flu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-84164941470596446</id><published>2009-04-28T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:40:27.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherimoya Makes Me Say, "Oh-Ya"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/treesandshrubs/1/0/t/2/-/-/CherimoyaFlickrAndyrob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 162px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/treesandshrubs/1/0/t/2/-/-/CherimoyaFlickrAndyrob.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is this seriously an entry about fruit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes it is. You see, I thought I was pretty "with it" when it comes to knowing about the uncommon fruits that are in existence (durian, loquat, jackfruit, etc..) but sure enough, there are plenty out there for me to discover. A while back, Sameer was telling me how cool it is that one of his suitemates has a cherimoya tree back home. I was majorly confused. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What in the name of Sweet Jesus is a CHERIMOYA TREE?&lt;/span&gt; After he told me about it [and after it was confirmed that apparently everyone seems to know about this glorious fruit besides me], I was definitely interested in trying this thing. I consulted Wikipedia and learned that cherimoya is native to the Andean-valleys of Ecuador and Peru.  I had forgotten about all of this until last week when I was out shopping in the valley. Outside the mall there was a farmer's market going on and much to my surprise there was a vendor selling a grip of cherimoya. Bought it, went home, tried it and oh my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS SHIZZ IS AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might be reading this and are now shaking your head that it took me 22 years to discover this existed, and then some of you may also now be interested in trying this heavenly fruit. For the latter group, let me tell you..it pretty much tastes like the love child of a pineapple and a strawberry whose father is a banana. Does that analogy even make sense? hmmm oh well. Think of it as a really good mixed fruit smoothie. Conclusion: cherimoya is bomb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-84164941470596446?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/84164941470596446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/cherimoya-makes-me-say-oh-ya.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/84164941470596446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/84164941470596446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/cherimoya-makes-me-say-oh-ya.html' title='Cherimoya Makes Me Say, &quot;Oh-Ya&quot;'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-6952982601561949040</id><published>2009-04-24T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T11:41:50.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Desis</title><content type='html'>My cousin shared this video with me the other day. It's an Indian Microsoft commercial and it's pretty funny..and true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z2LmvHwNyPo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z2LmvHwNyPo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-6952982601561949040?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/6952982601561949040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-indians.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6952982601561949040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6952982601561949040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-indians.html' title='Oh Desis'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-6183827032916353589</id><published>2009-04-23T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:44:49.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelation in My Life: I Need Some Street Cred</title><content type='html'>50 Cent: shot nine times in 2000.&lt;br /&gt;Notorious B.I.G.: drug hustler by age eleven&lt;br /&gt;The Game: born and raised in the primarily Crip-populated Santana Blocc, when he himself was a Blood&lt;br /&gt;Lil Wayne: began spitting game on mixtapes when he was twelve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two kinds of people in this world: real Gs and people who wish they could be Gs  . The people listed above belong in the legit category. What do they have that I apparently do not? What made them so qualified? Street cred. I am not saying that I would like to be shot nine times; however, I have decided street cred is very crucial in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of twenty-two I have nothing. Nada. Zip. What's worse is children these days are getting their cred before they even reach puberty. Remember Latarian Milton?  [don't know what I'm talking about? Shame on you  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=itgcNy3L_Xc"&gt;CLICK HERE TO WATCH&lt;/a&gt;]  He's already established himself as a bona fide hustla and he is only seven years old. He knows what it's like to be a true hoodrat and is proud of it. Look at him and all that swagger! The kid exudes street cred like no other and he did not just steal a car - &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6KZjvQcOCK8"&gt;remember when retaliated on his grandma when she denied him his chicken wings at Wal-Mart???&lt;/a&gt; Latarian knows what's up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing some personal reflection lately in regards to my G status and was quite disappointed. You might be thinking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey well you live in LA that should count for something right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong.  People fail to realize Los Angeles is a large city, and I am apparently 39.22 miles away from where I would need to be living in order to get the automatically-qualifying geographic street cred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v93/angelstar182/compton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 219px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v93/angelstar182/compton.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told earlier today that maybe going to grad school can get you some cred. Wrong again. Check this example for use of the term according to Urban Dictionary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm from Maine and got a 4.0 from Harvard. My parents are both on the fortune 500 list and are still together"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man, you are wack you don't got no street cred you sucker"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't go to Harvard nor have a 4.0 but the point here is that education apparently does not get you any SC either. Are you seeing my problem here? I know a lot of people who spit game and don't possess any cred to back it up. I'm sure you know people in your life who fit the description as well. Anyways, I just really need some street cred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i italic=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-6183827032916353589?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/6183827032916353589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/revelation-in-my-life-i-need-some.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6183827032916353589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6183827032916353589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/revelation-in-my-life-i-need-some.html' title='Revelation in My Life: I Need Some Street Cred'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-956163640850463972</id><published>2009-04-22T10:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:44:19.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zydrunas Ilgauskas'/><title type='text'>NBA Players I  Hate: Zydrunas Ilgauskas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache.boston.com/bonzai-fba/Globe_Photo/2008/05/07/1210158112_1888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 339px;" src="http://cache.boston.com/bonzai-fba/Globe_Photo/2008/05/07/1210158112_1888.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Name:&lt;/span&gt; Zydrunas Ilgauskas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hometown: &lt;/span&gt;Kaunas, Lithuanian SSR, USSR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Team:&lt;/span&gt; forever a Cleveland Cavalier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Annoying Since:&lt;/span&gt; 1996&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Problem: &lt;/span&gt;everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to back basketball-related posts - is this turning into an NBA blog? No, not at all.  I just happened to be straight posted in front of the TV for the past few days watching this stuff, no worries. Let me cut to the chase: the more basketball I watch, the more I start to discover there are just some players within the association that I just do not like. I have my reasons, some being very irrational but what can you do? A friend &lt;strike&gt;once&lt;/strike&gt; many times told me that I am a hater. I often deny it when I am told this, but you know what? &lt;b&gt;I am totally a hater&lt;/b&gt;. Yeah, I said it. I love to hate. I plan highlighting some of the players I hate in this blog, but I will not do it all at once. I promised you this would not become an entirely NBA-dedicated page. Today, I have decided to discuss Zydrunas Ilgauskas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at him, he's walking all over people on the court and "Big Z" loves to do that. You can always find him charging into people or just being plain annoying. Word on the street is he's a fan favorite in Cleveland but I am not particularly sure why. Every time this man comes on the television, I cringe. He is just a giant 7'3 piece of lard. For crying out loud his NAME is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zydrunas Ilgauskas&lt;/span&gt;. What in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache.boston.com/bonzai-fba/Globe_Photo/2008/10/28/10tussleAP__1225245069_4347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 197px;" src="http://cache.boston.com/bonzai-fba/Globe_Photo/2008/10/28/10tussleAP__1225245069_4347.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.baltimoresun.com/media/photo/2008-04/38048424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 197px;" src="http://www.baltimoresun.com/media/photo/2008-04/38048424.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.dailyradar.com/media/uploads/ballhype/story_large/2009/01/06/zydrunas_ilgauskas_1.6a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 197px;" src="http://images.dailyradar.com/media/uploads/ballhype/story_large/2009/01/06/zydrunas_ilgauskas_1.6a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache.daylife.com/imageserve/07P80aS8rAeoc/520x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 197px;" src="http://cache.daylife.com/imageserve/07P80aS8rAeoc/520x.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-956163640850463972?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/956163640850463972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/nba-players-i-hate-zydrunas-ilgauskas.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/956163640850463972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/956163640850463972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/nba-players-i-hate-zydrunas-ilgauskas.html' title='NBA Players I  Hate: Zydrunas Ilgauskas'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-4648010001490037680</id><published>2009-04-21T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T17:20:47.491-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago Bulls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jordan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kevin Garnett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Derrick Rose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scottie Pippen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dennis Rodman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Put Me on the Chicago Bulls Bandwagon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SpsW3KnUluI/AAAAAAAAD5g/b3GhYMYz1BM/s1600-h/bulls9596-jordan.pippen-rod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SpsW3KnUluI/AAAAAAAAD5g/b3GhYMYz1BM/s320/bulls9596-jordan.pippen-rod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375915717194716898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Things that come to mind when I think about elementary school: Power Rangers, dodgeball, Zack Morris and Kelly Kapowski, ice cream men who actually sold ice cream and not cocaine, and &lt;i&gt;The Chicago Bulls&lt;/i&gt;. You were clearly a fool if you were not a Bulls fan in the 90s. Jordan, Pippen, and even you Mr. Rodman = amazing. Once that era ended and Kobe came onto the scene, I was back to being strictly Lakers. Fast forward to the 2009 NBA Playoffs. This last Saturday I'm in my usual playoffs viewing spot on couch glued to the television. Game one: Celtics vs. Bulls. I was really expecting a blowout by the Celtics -  it was brought to my attention that the Bulls had made some big trades towards the end of the season and I was not to take this series lightly. I didn't really believe it.  Boy was that person right. Derrick Rose is a beast and these new era Bulls are a force to be reckoned with! Truth be told this is the only series I have any interest in now. Like I said, &lt;b&gt;I'm jumping on the Chicago Bulls Bandwagon&lt;/b&gt;. Trust me, I never do this. The 2007 Golden State Warriors? Yeah I didn't care. Could it be because they're making fools out of a team I absolutely despise? Maybe, but it cannot be the only reason. Anywho, I'm officially rooting for the Bulls! Obviously not to win the whole thing, but to go further than I had anticipated. Go Chicago!!! and will someone please tell KG I prefer he stays inside the locker room from now on? It's better that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SpsXUixm6jI/AAAAAAAAD5o/MR8M7mU1X68/s1600-h/derrick-rose_p1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SpsXUixm6jI/AAAAAAAAD5o/MR8M7mU1X68/s320/derrick-rose_p1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375916221896518194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-4648010001490037680?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/4648010001490037680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/put-me-on-chicago-bulls-bandwagon.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4648010001490037680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/4648010001490037680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/put-me-on-chicago-bulls-bandwagon.html' title='Put Me on the Chicago Bulls Bandwagon'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SpsW3KnUluI/AAAAAAAAD5g/b3GhYMYz1BM/s72-c/bulls9596-jordan.pippen-rod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-7226394921699481666</id><published>2009-04-20T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T14:43:04.029-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hidden treasure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Physics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lab'/><title type='text'>Treasures From My Bedroom:  Physics Lab Notebook</title><content type='html'>I clean my room far less often than I should, but whenever I do actually clean it, I always come across some sort of hidden treasure; last night it happened to be my old Physics 2LA notebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Treasure&lt;/b&gt;: Lab Notebook (Used October - December 2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Location&lt;/b&gt;: under the bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Qualifies it to be a Treasure&lt;/b&gt;: It was a reminder that I did not and actually still do not understand physics whatsoever. I find the TA's confusion quite comical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SeyOBFQgcqI/AAAAAAAADZc/hV7IzwbWo7M/s1600-h/physics.com"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SeyOBFQgcqI/AAAAAAAADZc/hV7IzwbWo7M/s320/physics.com" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326788608514880162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SeyOXxFnBbI/AAAAAAAADZk/bk3Zx5Vzjeo/s1600-h/physics2.com"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SeyOXxFnBbI/AAAAAAAADZk/bk3Zx5Vzjeo/s320/physics2.com" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326788998237455794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SeyPWQcgt8I/AAAAAAAADZs/KXXW2vsl7SY/s1600-h/physics3.com"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SeyPWQcgt8I/AAAAAAAADZs/KXXW2vsl7SY/s320/physics3.com" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326790071806900162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-7226394921699481666?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/7226394921699481666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/treasures-from-my-bedroom-physics-lab.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/7226394921699481666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/7226394921699481666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/treasures-from-my-bedroom-physics-lab.html' title='Treasures From My Bedroom:  Physics Lab Notebook'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SeyOBFQgcqI/AAAAAAAADZc/hV7IzwbWo7M/s72-c/physics.com' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-3347165248519523423</id><published>2009-04-19T09:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T11:33:05.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelation in My Life: Sunday Sucks</title><content type='html'>I decided years ago that Sunday is by far the worst day of the week. In high school it meant I was not going to get any sleep that night because I more likely than not had multiple assignments and projects assigned months ago due Monday. In college, Amandeep usually felt the necessity to get the heck out of town by Friday leaving me alone in an apartment the entire weekend. Let's not forget I went to school in Riverside. UCR might as well have been a commuter school. Come Friday, everyone peaces out and goes to SD, Orange County, or LA. I could definitely find some exciting things to do over the weekend with whoever would be left in the city [thank you friends for sticking around, you know who you are] but by Sunday, it's just not a good feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about my Sundays NOW. Oh my gosh. Yes, there are times when I go out and what not, but remember this blog is not going to detail that; I'm here to tell you about the other things and the other Sundays. Come Sunday, I usually contemplate anything and everything going on in my life, sometimes I end up picking unnecessary fights with people, watch really awful television, I EVEN EXERCISE SOMETIMES. Whoa there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Sunday? So far mother has brought home this fine specimen from the grocery store. Not sure if this will end up being the highlight of my Sunday but it's definitely in contention:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SetuSoADz-I/AAAAAAAADZU/5xwhZVpYAdw/s1600-h/cauliflorweeee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SetuSoADz-I/AAAAAAAADZU/5xwhZVpYAdw/s320/cauliflorweeee.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326472250550112226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: what is this?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: it said cauliflower...looks like a hybrid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard of broccoflower, but um, this purple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-3347165248519523423?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/3347165248519523423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/3347165248519523423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/3347165248519523423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunday.html' title='Revelation in My Life: Sunday Sucks'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SetuSoADz-I/AAAAAAAADZU/5xwhZVpYAdw/s72-c/cauliflorweeee.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-8974156223929461657</id><published>2009-04-18T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T14:41:43.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conformity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>Another Fallen Soldier</title><content type='html'>I don't believe this: Bonni now has a Twitter account. She gave in! Outrage. I woke up this morning to find an IM that read "I must confess:" and there was a link put into tiny-URL code..trying to mask it? For shame, my friend. You have now joined the 140-character-limit-micro-blogging-omg-this-is-a-constant-facebook-status phenomenon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-8974156223929461657?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/8974156223929461657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-fallen-soldier.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/8974156223929461657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/8974156223929461657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-fallen-soldier.html' title='Another Fallen Soldier'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995933707013790349.post-6944299025121047235</id><published>2009-04-18T16:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:38:14.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Here We Go</title><content type='html'>Peer pressure, that’s all I have to say. It’s not like I’m new to the blog world; I’ve been livejournaling [read: whining] since I was in high school.  Sometime last year I had considered starting a new blog elsewhere but then got caught up with my senior year of college alongside preparing for a rather intense standardized test. Since then, many of my friends have become bloggers themselves and have decided to coerce me into starting one as well. Meesa and Sameer, I'm talking to you two specifically. For months now I have been pestered. I have even been threatened that if I do not start my own blog, it will be started for me. Not an empty threat: I know there's a fake myspace out of there for me so I do not want to take any chances. Stubborn as I am I told them all I had no intention to do so and provided a variety of reasons why it would not be a good idea for me to be blogging [all I would do is blabber about nonsense, my life is not very interesting to be written or read about, I do not think very many people would read it, etc.]. I was sticking to my theory until the other day I had a conversation that went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: omg why do you still not have a blog? You need one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: for the last time it’ll be too boring - my life has become boring! I don’t have much to write about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: dude that’s what the blog should be about…your life after college and how it is getting boring. It will make a case about how you should be in grad school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: genius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am now, and much like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seinfeld&lt;/span&gt;, this is going to be a blog about nothing. I don’t plan on really detailing every single one of my thoughts or anything like that; but moreover let the people in my life realize how much I long to start school already. People see me as a post-graduate living some sort of fantasy life. Yes, based on what I tell you personally, you may see it as a fantasy life. This blog is here to prove otherwise...to tell you what REALLY goes on a day to day basis. You know something is up when everyday I pray to know when and where I will be attending school. The point of this blog is to make my point. People wanted this so I’m just giving the people what they want...democracy son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995933707013790349-6944299025121047235?l=bahlerstatus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/feeds/6944299025121047235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-here-we-go.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6944299025121047235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/995933707013790349/posts/default/6944299025121047235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahlerstatus.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-here-we-go.html' title='Oh Here We Go'/><author><name>Sarina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16159630115593437216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fos-HX6Onzk/SlzxYuF9ZHI/AAAAAAAAD3I/etQu4-_fXos/S220/DSC09209.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
